😽¡¡¡MY CUTE HIBRIDO!!!😽....💖MINNAM💖 /💕[2DA TEMPORDA]💕 (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/Oy63agMn5X Esta es la segunda temporada de *my cute hibrido*.... Esta es la continuacion de la historia,pero,esta vez el protagonista no sera tae,ni t/n... Tae y t/n si apareceran en esta historia,pero solo como los padres de uno de nuestros protagonistas... [+] Kim Nam Joon,un lindo hibrido,un poco inquieto y destructivo... Nam es hijo de Kim Tae Hyung,un hibrido y hijo de Min T/n De Kim,una humana... Este lindo hibrido de tan solo 17 años,conoce a un apuesto chico,que robara su corazon desde el primer momento que lo ve... Park Ji Min,un humano de baja estatura,pero apuesto,este chico de 19 años robara el corazon de un lindo hibrido sin nisiquiera ser su intencion... Este chico conoce a un lindo hibrido de gato y queda de una flechado,e no conose el nombre,ni nada del lindo hibrido,pero se enterara del nombre y de mucho mas de aquel lindo hibrido y conquistara su hermoso corazon!!!:). -2DA TEMPORADA. -TODOS LOS DERECHOS RESERVADOS. -JIMIN/TOP. -NAM/BOTTOM. -NO COPIAS. -NO ADAPTACIONES. -CONTENIDO ADULTO. -SEXO HOMOSEXUAL. -BOYXBOY. -PALABRAS SUBIDAS DE TONO.

Rules: Answer 30 questions and tag 5 people you are contractually obligated to learn more about.

I was tagged by @loverofpizzaandallthingssweet :D Thank you fren!

Nicknames: Ayla or Pepper (but I prefer people just calling me Aylora online)

Gender: Female but I don’t have prefered pronouns~

⭐ sign: Capricorn

Height: 5'7" :3

Time: 03:53

🎂: January 17th!

Favorite bands: Panic! at the disco, Disturbed, System Of a Down, Ninja Sex Party, and many more ;u;

Favorite solo artist(s): Melanie Martinez, Cavetown, Chris Garneau

Song stuck in my head: Will He by Joji

Last movie I 👀: I don’t watch movies often enough to remember??

Last show I 👀: probably Rick and Morty

When I created my blog: June 17th, 2015

What I post/reblog: Thomas Sanders, Markiplier, Jacksepticeye, my art, and sometimes serious stuff.

Last thing I googled: …how to know what date I made my tumblr..

Other blogs: @anxious-and-afraid-af

Do I get asks: Sometimes and I always get super hecking excited when I do!

Why did I choose this url: Cuz it matches my other social media :/

Followers: 195! THATS SO MANY???? THANK YOU?????

Following: 46 (hhh I might have to go through them, big numbers overwhelm meeeee)

Average hours of 💤: anywhere between 6-14

Lucky numbers: 13

Instrument: Teaching myself ukelele and I sing ;u;

What I am wearing: thing 1 thing 2 pj shorts and a crankgameplays t-shirt

Dream job: I don’t know? Something where I can draw or sing?? ig??

Dream trip: I want to travel the world or at least some of it

Favorite food: My grandma’s homemade Lasagna

Nationality: American as fuck

Favorite song: I can’t decide um.. Thomas’ version of Tomorrow Never Came??

Last 📓 I read: I haven’t read a real book in years :/

Top 3 fictional universes: Steven Universe, Sanders Sides, Rick and Morty

I chooooooooose @virgil-sanders-son @flatlinesunrelenting @tsship @sierraisnotreal @randomslasher

I was tagged by @tsship to do this tag game, so let’s get started!

Name: Xaandiir (I go by my main blog’s URL, fyi) Nickname: Xaa Zodiac sign: Virgo Height: Orientation: Quoiromantic Asexual Nationality: I’m in that there U.S. of A. Fav fruit: It changes from time to time but pineapple is always there for me Fav season: Autumn Fav flower: Either roses because I love the language of roses or delphiniums! Fav scent: I don’t think about this uh...I really like the smell of mint Fav colour: Green has been my favorite all my life but purple is really growing on me too Fav animal: White wolf Coffee, tea or hot cocoa?: Hot cocoa, but only sometimes. I really hate coffee and tea alike, and sometimes hot cocoa makes me sick sooo... Average hours of sleep: 7-10 depending on the day Fav fictional characters: Aside from the Sanders Sides, I love Kuranosuke from Princess Jellyfish, Kageyama and Tsukishima from Haikyuu, Pearl from Steven Universe...I can go on. Number of blankets you sleep with: A sheet and a quilt, so two? Dream trip: Japan or England Blog created: Main blog made December 2015, this blog made about a week ago haha

I’m not sure who has already done this or not sooo @pattonpending @slightly-functioningsociopath @bossatronia @finiteframe3 @ec-sanderssides @what-even-is-thiss and @princeyandanxiety

If you’ve already done this, you don’t have to do it again, and if you don’t want to do this, you don’t have to!! I hope y’all are having a good day :)

Some self indulgent crap based off of this edit. By @flatlinesunrelenting . No warnings I can think of. Just some stupid self indulgent writing.

There are spirits in our world, and this one looked like a hologram sticker. Made of bright colors that were difficult to look at. The only thing dark about him was the eyeshadow permanently there under his eyes.

The neon spirit sat on top of the dive bar sign. God only knew what happened inside those places. He could go in. There were some neon lights inside, but he preferred not to.

It was quiet out here, the snow fell quietly. More minor spirits swished in and out of sight. A girl in a nightgown, a person wearing a hockey mask, even a snowy white cat. Inside there would be humans. Most of them never saw him, and the ones that did tended to be rude or uncomfortably in need of professional help. No, he preferred to sit out here in the winter night.

He tried to remember what cold felt like, but found he couldn’t anymore. Not that it concerned him. He didn’t miss being human. That wasn’t in his nature.

“And what are you supposed to be?” Came a voice.

The light spirit looked down. There was a figure standing in the shadows of the alley there. It stood upright and was slightly see-through. A spirit of darkness.

“Why don’t you answer first?”

A deadly smile. “People are always so suspicious of me. I am dark corners and noble secrets. I used to be called Roman.”

“Cocky, former nobility. Obvious.” He said, slowly floating down from the light, his hands in his hoodie pockets.

“Young and full of himself. Obvious. What are you?” Roman asked, stepping as close to the light as he physically could. “You look like something off of a lunchbox from the nineteen eighties.”

A sigh. The light above the bar flickered slightly. “Artificial lights. Neon lights. Mistakes after midnight. I used to be called Virgil.”

“Virgil, like the poet. I never suspected that someone confined to the light of bars and most of Los Vegas would have such a classical name.”

“Why don’t you mind your own business, your highness? You talk pretty high and mighty for someone standing in a dark alleyway.”

“I suppose.”

And the royal figure all in black melted into the darkness. A rosy sunset began to peek above the buildings. Virgil, who had previously been difficult to look at like a hologram or bright colors that hurt your eyes, began to look almost human. He stood there until the bartender turned the lights off, taking him with it.

They’d meet again.

  @yep-another-fander@prinxiety-logicality-ss @ts-sideblog @cherrybonesrh13 @sanderssideblog @shit-happens-bitchachos @toxicsanders @tssanderssidestrash @livenarrator @analogical-trash @remmythepegasis @anxietyandlogic @burntblackfeathers @softlogic @mira-jadeamethyst @momfriendlogan @invisibleninjah @rwriterintraining @darude-sanderstorm @ace-anxiety-sanders @andy-the-anon​  @leesacrakon   @tsship​  @scarletsapphire​  @theawesomestofsauces  @evilmuffin @chikacupcake @killerfangirl3​ @shadowdragon1553​ @slightly-functioningsociopath​ @possiblyhuman7​ @emupoppyjay @abstractedthinking @pantton-sandacers @princeyandanxiety @virgilient @satisfied-sanders-sides @imin-loveanon @katatles-the-fish @justanotherpurplebutterfly @jaye--universe

Virgil listening to music while watching the rain! I did the logan one recently and decided to make a whole set! Roman is next I think :)

I’m tagging the people I tagged in the previous one so if you don’t want to be tagged just let me know!

@ace-anxiety-sanders @tsship @dragonetteeye @rottopic @randomslasher @cayannamon-arts @thatsthat24

What I miss?

So I know this definitely won’t happen in the next vid but let me hope ok? I’m writting a so here’s something short to ease up from it.

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They sunk down “into the unknown” and popped up in Anxiety’s room a second later.

“I knew I should have taken that left turn in Albuquerque”

Logic rolled his eyes, of course someone was going to make a joke. Patton was currently laughing in the background and Prince was talking about Looney Toons.

Pinching his fingers on the bridge of his nose, the Teacher sighed.

“Can we put all jokes and cartoon references aside, so we can just find Anxiety? Please?”

“Sure thing Logan, sorr-”

“I found him!”

Dad was startled at being cut off by Thomas but he turned to the direction the host was pointing at.

Princey sighed exasperatedly as he looked towards the once missing trait.   “There is just no drama today is there? I expected him to be hiding or plotting something nafarious but this? This is rather cute”

Anxiety was curled up in his bed deeply asleep with his headphones on. He was almost perfectly camouflaged within its pillows and sheets, so much so that if you weren’t looking for him you wouldn’t have found him at all.

Morality gushed.

“Aww, he is pretty cute like this isn’t he Roman? Oh! Look you guys, Freckles! He’s got little freckles everywhere, that’s adorable”

“You’re squeeing is gonna wake him” giggled Thomas.

Logan walked forward to the bed, easily finding the younger’s phone and clicking on the screen.

“I highly doubt that, he’s listening to “The sound of Rain” on full volume, he can’t hear us”

“I like the rain, it sounds pretty, smells pretty too! But it also makes me sleepy, but then again it cancels any plans fir me to leave the house, so it maje me happy and sad?  I dunno, I like the rain”

The Logical facet could do no more than blink incredulously at his host. He was so so - he checked his vocabulary cards-done with today.

“So now what? We found Mr. Gloom and Doom and I don’t think we should wake him so let’s just leave” Huffed out the Prince.

“Aww, you wanna leave him to sleep don’t you? That’s sweet kiddo”

The Royal rolled his eyes at Pat but gave the father a conceding shrug, “I may not like him all that much but I would hate to be disturbed from my beauty sleep and he obviously doesn’t get much, mayhaps this is why he’s so grumpy all the time-”   “As much as I would like to leave him to rest, I can’t exactly deal with that”, he pointed to the Thomas poking a clock, “any longer-”

“It’s moving so fast you guys!”

Logan scowled, “That’s it, I’m waking him”

“Uh, I don’t think you should-”

The Teacher ignored the father and placed his hand on Anxiety’s shoulder, the reaction was instant, the younger trait jolted up, visibly startled, headphones flying off as testament.

Morality was there at his side in a blink.

“Woah, easy there kiddo, it’s just us, no monsters out to get ya, you’re alright”

Anxiety took a breath and slowly calmed. He picked up his headphones and unplugged them from his phone. He then turned off the do not disturb mode from off the device only to then drop the electronic as a series of bells, chimes and tweets fill the air.

The Dark trait watched with wide eyes as his phone vibrated from the number of notifications he was receiving. He tenativley picked it up and opened a few, majority of them were from Thomas’ tumblr inbox. Most if not all where asking the same thing:

“Where’s Anxiety?”

“What did you do to Anxiety?”

“Is Anxiety ok?”

“Where did he go?”

The Youngest facet was extremely confused and he looked up at the four others.

“The heck? What I miss?”

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AN:// aaaay who’s hype for this evening?! I know I am lol, anyway here’s the tag list, hope y'all enjoy @prinxietyhell @anxietyandlogic @thebrightsun @prinxietys @trashsinsunrelenting @pretty-mr-sanders @madamesin @lampisimportant @polysandershell @z4rylynn @tsship @sanderships

@slightly-functioningsociopath @anxietyismycuppatea @remmythepegasis And yes I still don’t know how to bold and and Italics on mobile yet lol

There are a couple TS fan blogs that I've loved for a while, and now I'm friends with the people who run them. It's crazy but also amazing. Follow your dreams! You never know what could happen.

@tsship @flatlinesunrelenting

@finiteframe3 tagged me in a music shuffle challenge thingy. Thanks Adriana! Rules: We’re snooping around your playlist. Set your entire music library on shuffle and report the first 10 songs that come up. Then choose 10 victims.

1) Noragami opening 1 by Hello Sleepwalkers 2) Spider Dance from Undertale by Toby Fox 3) Akira by Anamanaguchi 4) The Celts by Enya 5) Only Time by Enya 6) Home from Undertale by Toby Fox 7)Nocturne for Orchestra from OHSHC 8) Pearl’s Theme from SU 9) To Break In A Glove from Dear Evan Hansen 10) Welcome to the Black Parade by My Chemical Romance

Wow all this did was make me realize just how weird my playlist actually is lmao

okay now to tag,,, @tarisiris @cayannamon @lancemccoolerthankeith @tsship @princey-must-slay @princeyandanxiety @sarcasticshysociopath @idk-and-idc-and-idr @phanandothertrash and @frustratedwaffle but u don’t have to do it if you don’t wanna!

Lilies

Genre: hate to be vague but this is gonna fall under a lot but mostly murder mystery-ish

Word Count: 834

Summary/Prompts: Anxiety is a grumpy college student living in a crap apartment that’s haunted by the recently murdered Roman Xande—except neither of them know that bc Roman has no idea why or how he got to be there.

Logan and Patton are teachers in training, and the three become unlikely friends and when Anxiety invites them to his apartment, he ends up introducing them to the ghost. This all turns into a murder mystery bc why not

tagging the lovely losers who unwittingly helped with this mess: @cayannamon @ace-anxiety-sanders @genderqueerwriter @tsship 

There were worse places to stay, Ann thought, looking over the apartment. It was technically a studio apartment, but only because it had been renovated and the bedroom was turned into the kitchen—something about the previous owner leaving a bag of burnt popcorn under the bed for too long.

The door led into the open space where a bed/dining room would be. Along the wall was the bathroom, a closet, and the kitchen. All tiny, all barely up to code.

He dropped his bag onto the ground, peering closer into the bathroom. It would do. “I’ll take it.”

The real estate agent looked nervous as he glanced around. “As you know, I’m supposed to tell you everything I know about this apartment. The reason it hasn’t been selling is that people believe it to be haunted.”

“Are you sure they weren’t just making excuses because this is a hovel and barely worth it?”

The agent looked offended. “I can assure you I don’t know what you mean.”

“I don’t believe in ghosts and fairy tales. I’ll take because this hellhole is all that I got and no one else wants it.”

He sighed, shoulders falling though he quickly picked them back up. “Alright, if you’ll come with me I’ll introduce you to the landlord, as per their request, then get everything ready for you.”

Ann shrugged and picked up his bag. Whatever he needed to do to get out of his parent’s house. It wasn’t just a predisposition that he had such a perpetual sullen mood.

Despite the run down appearance of the apartment, the building was relatively new and had an elevator. Everywhere else he looked only had stairs. Guess the lazy were also the wealthy. He was just a broke college student after all.

The landlord’s apartment tucked away in the basement that smelled like rosemary. Terry (Ann finally read the real estate agent’s name tag) knocked on the door once before walking in. The room was budding with plants and heat lamps. A mattress with a messy spread was laying on the far side with a single lamp lit on the small table next to it. On the left side, the one not taken up by plants were two table with a cloth draped over them. On the side closest to them, a deck of tarot cards and crystals were laying neatly. The other side was something akin to an altar with incense burning.

“So you think you’re a witch.”

“They don’t think anything,” Terry said, making his way through the clothes on the floor. “They know. Charlie!”

The mess on the bed moved and a curly haired gremlin slowly rose. And rose and rose. They were tall, maybe six foot one, but spindly and thin. Their face was ambiguous to their age. For all Ann new, they could have been sixteen or thirty-six.

“Who is this?” they said, yawning and stepping off the bed.

“This is An—”

“Just, Ann,” he said, cutting off Terry. He shuddered at the mere thought of his full name. It was just better to stick with the shortened version of it.

“Well, this is Ann and he has decided to rent apartment 424.”

The sleepiness fell from their voice as they grinned, hazel eyes lighting up. “Is that so? Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you, Ann, and I hope you find the apartment to your liking.” They turned, looking over the plants before picking up a small lily plant and shoving it into his hands. “Housewarming gift. Rent is due first of the month with a two-day extension the first three. Now, if you’d kindly leave, I have a depression nap to attend to.”

They walked over to the altar, replaced the incense, and flopped down on the bed.

“We won’t be getting anything else out of them.” Terry turned and started to head out. “Do you have any questions that I could answer?”

There was the question of what the hell was wrong with the person that he’s be paying indefinitely, but there was something else that was more important. “Should I really call them landlord?” There had to be something more gender neutral than that.

He snickered. “Yeah. They said being called landlord sounded cooler than person-who-takes-money-once-a-month.”

Ann shrugged. If that’s what they wanted, who was he to decide otherwise?

“So, other than that, any questions?”

Ann stared at the floor numbers as the changed, illuminating a small patch of the ceiling. In a few days, he would officially be a college freshman and deal with a whole slew of new people who would all likely get on his nerves and annoy him. Just thinking about it made him want to curl up and go to sleep. And that wasn’t including the teachers who would likely ride his ass.

Unless Terry could answer how the hell he’d survive the next four years, then there wasn’t anything left to say.

“No,” Ann said as they stepped into the lobby. “No more questions.”

Note: This one is going to be a semi-planned chaptered fic. I say “semi” bc i went into this with a vague idea (the summary) and am going from there. This is the first chapter which is also on AO3. The rest will also be uploaded there (hopefully) on a weekly basis if y’all are interested. All other chapters are only gonna be posted there but just ask me if you want to be tagged when I post the updates here.

The Squad Lists

These are all the people I will protect with my life and want to give many hugs and smiles. Will be updated constantly

The IRL Squad(People I know IRL) @jacobeprince666 @klance-convert @weepingcastiel-221b @mywstaruniverse @getobias @cleverlittlelion

The Famders Squad(People I met because of @thatsthat24 (Who is another sweet human)) @cayannamon @finiteframe3 @finiteframe @allbeesaregood @tsship @smolcanadianmeme @stickersonguitars

The Internet Fam(People I met who have grown so close to me over the years) @kittygems @sugar-dragon-kat

Tagged by @tsship Name: Miranda Nickname: Mir Zodiac Sign: Aries Height: 5'4" Orientation: poly, biromantic, asexual, genderfluid Nationality: American Fav Fruit: Peach, strawberry, kiwi Fav Season: Winter (hate the cold, love the snow) Fav Flower: I have no clue. Roses? Noot-noot flowers? Fav Scent: idk what it is, but there's this scent that I associate with Christmas with my mother and its my favorite Fav Color: Rainbow, or if I have to choose a single color, pink Fav Animal: Canine Coffee, Tea, Hot Cocoa: all of the above Average Hours of Sleep: idk, 8-10? I sleep until noon if I'm able Fav Fictional Characters: oh boy.....Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Luna Lovegood, Neville Longbottom, Lego Batman, Yuri Katsuki, Viktor Nikiforov, Jean-Jaque Leroy, Anxiety, Prince, Angelica Schuyler (like, I know she was a real person but I'm just gonna say because she was a character in the musical she counts), Garnet, Shiro, Hunk, Pidge, Kieth, Lance, Cecil, Alfred F. Jones, Barbie, Leah (Diablo3 {totally ship her and Tyriel}), Magiere, Chap, Leesil (those last three are from my favorite book series), Grell, Kanade Tachibana, and about a million more Number of Blankets you Sleep With: at least two Blog created: January 2017 I don't want to bug anyone by tagging them, but if you want to do this then please feel free to do so, and tag me if you're comfortable with it so I can see 😊

A New Chapter

Pairing: Analogical

AU

TW: None, just pure fluff

Synopsis: Virgil works at a Library, and he keeps being visited by a certain nerd that we’ve all grown to love.

It was two weeks into Virgil’s new job, and needless to say, he actually kind of liked it. Solitude, endless, books, and really nobody to talk to him. It was exactly what he had always wanted. He spent most of his day reading, if not discussing his favorite books with the occasional person to come meandering in. He worked from 1 to 8 daily, while still managing to take breaks from time to time. Basically, this was his dream job. He had read a plethora of classics, and was currently working his way through Dracula. It was about 7:45 on a Wednesday night, when someone came walking through the door. “Hello? Is anybody here? I know I came fairly late but I still need to return a couple of my books,” the man walked into the main area, taking a second to glimpse at the many shelves stacked high with books. He looked around, finally finding the main desk and walking over to where Virgil was sitting. He walked with confidence, fixing his glasses before setting his books down on the counter. “Good afternoon, how may I help you?” Virgil said, repeating this mantra he had been told to greet every customer with. The man glanced at the clock, before letting put a sigh. “Isn’t it quite obvious? I just announced that I would be returning my books, what else was I going to do?” The man straightened his tie, before shuffling the books he had with him into order. Virgil rolled his eyes, before grabbing the stack and starting to scan the book’s cover. He smirked at one of the books, causing the other man to raise an eyebrow. “Intro to pig Latin? That’s new,” Virgil said, before scanning the book and placing it to the side, continuing with the four other books he had with him. “All of the most famous sonnets and legends are in some form of pig Latin, and I would prefer to be able to study the original copies of famous poetry and other works,” the man paused to re adjust his glasses, “also I plan to take a course in pig Latin next semester and I’d prefer to be as prepared as possible,” Virgil hummed, only half listening to what he was saying. “You have a really nice voice,” the man said, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. Virgil looked up, and took a second to drink in the man’s features. He had chestnut brown hair that glistening with rays of sunlight, accompanied by beautiful brown eyes and gorgeous cheekbones. Although he was a little short, his posture was impeccable, compensating for his height. Now Virgil wasn’t exactly used to compliments, but he made his best attempt to shrug it off, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear. “Thanks,” Virgil said, resuming his returns. He felt his cheekbones heat up ever so slightly, praying that the other man wouldn’t notice. Fortunately for Virgil, the other man hadn’t noticed, or at least wasn’t saying anything about it. Once Virgil had checked in all the books, the man’s ID popped up, showing his library card number, and more importantly, his name. “Is that all, Logan?” He looked up to meet Logan’s eyes, holding eye contact for a mere three seconds. He looked down, only to see the man having taken his card back. He looked up, seeing the man softly smile. “That will be all, thank you for your help,” he waved, exiting the library. Virgil waited until he was gone, before letting out a sigh. “That man was truly amazing,” he thought, turning back around to grab his book. It had been a good day.

——– So there you go! My first piece of fanfic on here! I hope you enjoy this piece of fluff, even if it is written like I was just hit by a train. I called it a new chapter because A) Books and B) we learned everyone’s names so it’s like a new chapter of the Sanders Sides series (woahh inception). So yeah, thank you for reading, have a good day!

I’m tagging people because why not! I want feedback and it may not work because I’ve never done this before whoops. @analogically-prinxiety @ts-sideblog @tsship @gaymorality @what-even-is-thiss @pippa-frost