Busy-ish day yesterday, despite the rain making me want to just lay on the ground and do nothing. I got lost on tumblr for mmmmmmmmm hours more than I would have liked BUT we all eventually got moving. We went to Home Depot to get wood for Pat's Punisher mock-up (aka just 8 feet of solid wood that he sanded down and put together and it's so fucking heavy) and I got paint samples for the front door, because I'm tired of it being dark rust red.

(also okay I started this entry last night and wandered away from it BUT I AM BACK)

Today, I have marked as "be mentally unwell about Trigun day" and holy fucking shit I'm so glad I just sorta.....gave myself a pass on doing things today because!!! holy shit!!!!!!! I was honestly a little lukewarm on Stampede at the beginning because I had just watched 98, but I was wrong!! Once it hit its stride it got so damn good and I'm too emotional to even put it into words because, yes, still crying over anime ;w;

Uhhhhh yesterday we also went to see Hotel Cassiopeia at my school (because a bunch of my classmates from theatre class were involved and also I love theatre) AND IT WAS REALLY GOOD!!! For me, I mostly just got ~vibes~ from it but the vibes were good! And then Pat enjoyed it because it was apparently autism, the play, in a good way, and that was good for him. So all in all a fun family outing~~~

And also yesterday, Pat started actually building his test cross for cosplaying Wolfwood (since we did go to Home Depot and all) BUT WHATEVER. I found a meme-tastic Trigun comic on tumblr like a week or so ago and we have not stopped laughing about it since.

So uh.

Obviously, we named it The Peniser.


Featuring closet cosplay Vash and Wolfwood, brought to you by me cutting and dyeing Liz's hair last week, thus accomplishing their middle school goal of stealing Vash the Stampede's gender (or at least his hair).

(god fuck I've been working on this entry for almost 24 hours because I keep getting distracted, this is what happens when I don't just make bulletpoints and call it a day)

New Fall Out Boy album dropped yesterday and it fucking slaps as always god I'm gonna write soooooo much fanfic to this shit (affectionate)

Uhhhhh I got really drunk earlier because I was too emotional about Trigun and couldn't handle it and all the really good posts on tumblr and I mixed myself up something terrible from blue curaco, loopy fruit loop vodka, and blue raspberry vodka. And it was BAD. It tasted so fucking bad and Pat made fun of me so I added 5 hour energy to the mix and it honestly improved it but now I've been drunk for hours and while it's fun it's definitely making writing this entry more difficult XD

So I didn't quite sober up but I screamed out my feelings enough to finally sit down and write so I did and I dare the world to cancel me for writing plantcest when tristamp is just so so so much of Knives trying to fuck his brother.

But I wrote something and it's good and it's stream of consciousness with bits of poetry because that's what I do now, I guess, and I like it.

Title: it's (not) a betrayal
Fandom: Trigun
Pairing: Knives/Vash
Rating: Teen
Word count: 577
Warnings/Tags: Incest, Codependency, Stream of Consciousness
Summary:

And they never see eye to eye unless they do and Vash can’t won’t forget what they used to be even as he desperately wants to pull Nai into the here and the now, because how else will he learn to live?

Vash and Knives pull each other in opposite directions and it's a tragedy from open to close; stagnating in remembered perfection is the same as death.

I guess I could have done this when I posted that other Trigun fic the other day but no I hate being consistent on my personal journal XD

Also part of this came from something Pat said while drunk:
“Trying to hold onto a moment when things were perfect is the same as death.”

and I just had to write something that used it because it's so so so perfect for these idiots

(I love them)

(I wish they could fix their problems but uhhhhhhhhh yeah)