#I deserve to draw happy Logan for once ok

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hahaha just me starting another another au

please send me to a professional teraphist, I am begging you. I have started far too many aus

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ok so i need to place this information somewhere and i just decided id post it here 

 idk if im even gonna post the actual superhero au fic but im posting it here anyways

 this superhero au is gonna fit all the angst in here because there is little angst in the chaos crew au lmao

but here are the separate arcs each is gonna face in this au under the cut

(there is gonna be some graphic stuff so be warned)

(it is also going to be very long)

heed the tags guys

Logan

A very important factor for his entire character in this au is that he has cybernetics. His right eye, his left arm, and the lower half of his left leg. This happened due to an explosion, his arm and lower left leg essentially blown off, and shrapnel piercing his eye. 

His arc centers around his cybernetics, thinking they are a burden, and feeling like he doesn’t fit in, along with feeling inadequate. 

Logan struggles with thinking that his cybernetics aren’t truly a part of him, just something he has to deal with. A burden. He resents it, there’s no sugarcoating it. He wishes he had his human limbs back.

 In his arc, he’ll deal with the fact he has them, and that no amount of wishing will ever change it. He accepts them as a part of himself, an imperfect part, for sure, but every human is imperfect. Hell, even human parts of himself are imperfect, so it fits right in. 

Before he accepts it as a part of himself, though, he deals with feelings of inadequacy. People often pitied him (keep in mind they thought he had prosthetics), trying to ‘lighten the load’ for him. He appreciated the thought, but they never let him do anything. He felt like they were belittling him. Logan tried to brush it off, but deep down, he worried that he truly was inadequate. Was he weak? Should he even be doing these things? Was he good enough? Sometimes...Logan felt he wasn’t.

But, once he hits the arc with accepting his cybernetics, he faces this feeling of inadequacy and proves it wrong. He’s been doing things normal humans couldn’t dream of and the city’s still thriving. He’s faced countless robbers, countless villains, and found a home with the team. He was good enough. He was okay. He’d be fine. Of course, sometimes he’d still have those feelings of not being good enough, but he could deal with it now. It wasn’t something that haunted his nightmares.

But, even after the whole cybernetic arc, he still faces the problem of not fitting in. Even before having superpowers and cybernetics, he wasn’t like other children. He was the eldest child, so his parents were basically helicopter parents, afraid he was going to get hurt in some way. As he got older and he had more siblings, they got a bit more lax, but he still hadn’t done things normal children had done. He didn’t explore, didn’t interact much with other children (though that was more of his doing), barely went outside, and had his every move basically monitored. Logan preferred reading a book to playing at the park, drawing a picture instead of hanging out with friends, etc., etc. So, he always felt a bit like an outsider. It only got worse once he had the incident. 

Now, he had fucking powers and literal robotics attached to his body, and he was scared. He was angry. He was...confused. How would his life change? What would happen to him? Then, all of a sudden, he got roped into being a fucking vigilante and just had to deal with it.

Then, he joins this team, all of them so much more normal than him, and he still doesn’t know what to do. He’s scared they are going to judge him, belittle him, like so many before them had done.

But...they don’t. They accept him, they joke with him, they are happy with him. And, he slowly starts to relax. He comes out of his shell and he feels...complete. It’s okay he isn’t normal. It’s okay he doesn’t exactly fit in. Everything is okay. 

He doesn’t blame his parents for being helicopter parents, he still loves them and his siblings. He knows they were worried about him. Sure, they did mess up, but he’s made countless mistakes in his life too. He doesn’t blame them or his siblings. They helped him become who he is and he is eternally grateful for that.

Patton

Patton faces the problem of his public image and his own self-image. In public and when he is Typhoon, he puts on this bright and chipper personality. And it’s grueling to keep up because that is not who he truly is. He’s much more mischievous, much more sarcastic, much more brash, much more himself. 

He tries to keep up this optimistic persona because he doesn’t want backlash. He’s afraid of what people would say if they saw the real thing. So, he puts up an image. Smile, all the time. Wave enthusiastically. Don’t let them see through you. Act like you’re fine. You always have to be fine, right? That’s what Patton thinks, at least.

With his arc, he slowly learns to just accept himself. It helps when Virgil joins the team, because he sees him not putting up a facade. He acts himself, dark and broody, sarcastic and sardonic. And nobody really questioned it or gave him backlash. Patton has this moment of ‘Oh’ because he realizes that he can show what he truly is. He no longer has to hide.

When he first starts showing himself as he actually is, he’s scared. It’s only natural, no matter how much you prepared for it, you will still be scared. Some people notice. There are a few news articles as some just want drama. But, his team, his friends, his family backs him up and it strengthens his resolve. He learns to ignore those types of people, knowing they only want drama. He can finally be...himself.

Roman

Oh boy, this is going to be a doozy.

Roman’s angst is that his entire world view changes, his beliefs (not religious) crumble. Everything just seems to flip for him.

Roman had always thought that everyone could be redeemed. No matter the deed. Everyone deserves a second chance. He’s faced criminals and villains with this belief at the forefront of his mind. 

When everything else seemed to be crumbling around him, this belief sustained him. It kept him going. It was a constant when nothing else stayed the same.

But now? Now everything is foreign. Everything is changing with nothing being that constant that he so desperately needed. This situation he is facing hits even closer to home because--well, I’m afraid I can’t say because of spoilers, but let’s just say it may involve a certain mustached villain ;)

But, anyways, in his arc, he realizes that everything can’t just be sunshine and daisies. He’s known this before, but it hits full force now. He has to accept that some people can’t be redeemed, that some are just...evil. He hates to admit it, but he knows it’s true.

His friends--no, family backed him up. They helped him with this realization, helped to make sure he doesn’t break. And he is so, so, so, so grateful and thankful for them.

He knows that some people can’t change. He’s...well, he’s not fine with it, but he accepts it at the very least. And when he looks around at his family, seeing how genuine and kind they are, he knows that, no matter what, all he needs is his family to survive.

Virgil

He faces problems with his self-esteem, his own anxiety, and his fear of lack of self-control.

He has little self-esteem. He always has, really. Since he was a kid, he always overthought everything he did, criticized himself severely, always tried to push himself harder, in unhealthy amounts. It all left him feeling so tired.

He kept doing this even into adulthood, checking himself, always wondering if he could do better, barely feeling good about things he did. Things he wanted to be proud of, but just couldn’t.

When he joins the team, it’s a slow process. He was immensely afraid of being judged, of being insulted, of them. They were all these heroes the city recognized and praised and he was left feeling like shit, in his mind at least. He felt like he couldn’t keep up. Virgil kept trying to push himself harder to at least try and be on the same level as them, but ended up pushing much too hard, passing out from exhaustion and stress.

They realized his mindset, having had once had this mindset themselves, and help him deal with it, help him try to minimize it because it’s not something you can be fully rid of. They know this themselves because sometimes they still get those moments, where they feel they aren’t doing enough and push harder, too harder. But, the best they can do is to deal with it. And that’s exactly what Virgil does. 

His anxiety is also a doozy. 

It holds him back so much. Especially with fear of failing. He doesn’t want to fail anybody. He wants to do the best he can and do it perfectly. But, the problem is that he can’t. He knows he can’t and it terrifies him. His anxiety and fear of failing prevent him from doing so many things just because of what could go wrong. 

The team also helps with this. They provide somebody he can rant to and offer solutions and different types of perspective. They help him to realize that if you only worry about what could go wrong, then you wouldn’t be able to do anything, you wouldn’t be able to live. Because with that mindset, you aren’t living, you are only surviving. 

And they help Virgil see this point. Help him to not let his anxiety hold him back from things he really wants to do. And it provides him with so many opportunities. 

They all know that sometimes, it’s going to happen. Sometimes, Virgil just can’t be able to do something because the fear practically paralyzes him. It’s like with his self-esteem issues. It’s not something you can be rid of, just something you have to deal with. They help him when this happens, help bring him back to reality and help to calm him down.

Lastly, his fear of no self-control. You have to remember that their powers can be heavily influenced by emotions. Strong bursts of emotions can work it into overdrive. Too much use of their powers can also use all of their energy. In very extreme cases, it can lead to death.

But, while Virgil is also afraid of the side effects, he’s mostly afraid of what his powers can do to other people, innocent people. And, to him, it’s a found fear. It’s happened before. He’s hurt others without meaning to and he vowed to never do it again. This is partly why he became a vigilante, to protect others instead of hurting them. But he is so afraid of still harming them and he has nightmares about it. It practically haunts him. He fears turning into those killers and villains he’s fought.

Once again, the team is very helpful in debunking this. They’ve explained their own experiences, explained how they themselves have hurt innocents without meaning to, and it’s something you have to just...deal with, like all other problems. It doesn’t make you a bad person. Him worrying about being a bad person just proves furthermore that he isn’t. After all, a bad person wouldn’t care about it. But, he does. And that is what provides the difference. 

Janus

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Remus

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Roman wasn't doing too well after the most recent episode. He had locked himself in his room for the last several days and had been pushing himself to the edge with pumping out new content for Thomas. He didn't eat, he barely slept and he refused to talk to anyone or take a break. He couldn't help but heavily nitpick his work. If the idea wasn't perfect, then it was scrapped altogether. He was horribly stressed and couldn't stop the cascade of horrible thoughts bouncing around his mind.

It's not good enough...

You could do better...

It's not original...

Thomas deserves better...

R̸͙͂̊e̵̥͛́m̴̗̕ủ̷̼̙̚s̷̯͚͂̓could do better than you...

They'll never forgive you...

It was all your fault...

You're the one who decided to make fun of his name...

He had every right to defend himself...

The more he listened to these thoughts, the worse they got. Throwing around his worst thoughts and feelings back at him. The worst part? He knew that they weren't wrong. He was the one who messed everything up. He was the one who chose his actions. Those were his mistakes. He only hoped that if he worked hard enough and pumped out enough good content, that would at least give him the opportunity to try and make things right.

That will never work...

All he needed to do was work a little harder. It was the very least he could do after being such a pain for the other sides to deal with.

They're probably happy that you never leave your room anymore...

He would be able to apologize to J-... Deceit. For his actions and making him out to be the villain...

You have no right to say his name after what you did...

He would apologize to Patton for putting too much pressure on him.

You expected too much from him. Driving him to his limits. I wouldn't be surprised that he would have finally lost his patients to deal with you...

He would apologize to Logan for always being so uncooperative with him.

All you do is bother him with your nonsense and ignore him whenever he isn't relevant to your own selfish wants. How horrible does that make you? He does his best for Thomas and all you do is mess things up? How can you look him in the eyes after treating him so horribly?...

And he would apologize to Virgil. For... Everything. And he wouldn't expect him to forgive him.

You don't deserve forgiveness...

He didn't deserve Virgil forgiveness... Or anyones. But he had treated Virgil the worst, by far.

From the beginning, you gave Virgil nothing but a hard time. You made him into the bad guy for you to fight against to make yourself feel better. You're pathetic. He had never done anything wrong to you but you insisted on bullying and degrading him. Your probably the reason he ducked out. If not, at least a big reason why. All Virgil has ever done was try and keep Thomas safe. But you just had to put your own selfish desires above his. Didn't you?...

Then he would apologize to Thomas. He deserves so much more than...

A pathetic and self-centered Creativity who couldn't- Wouldnt stop thinking about himself for five seconds to see how much he was hurting thous around him? A Mistake? Someone not deserving of the title Hero?...

Him...

He also needed to apologize to... To...

You can even say it. How pathetic. After everything you've done to make everyone else the bad guy but your self, you still can't even say his name and admit you were wrong. You're always wrong. When have you never not been wrong!?

You were wrong about Virgil...

You were Wrong about Janus...

You were wrong about the wedding...

You were wrong about everything...

They're probably mad at you...

I wouldn't doubt it...

Your the one who had messed up...

You don't deserve them...

You don't deserve to be here...

They would all be happy if you ducked out...

Janus was right...

You're the evil twin...

All Remus has ever done was to do his job as intrusive thoughts...

Your the one who had hurt the ones you had 'cared' about...

Your no hero...

You don't deserve to be a hero...

Your not Thomas' hero.

Roman gasped and grabbed at his chest in pain. It hurt. Almost as if someone was stabbing him in the chest. He looked down to see that there was a small dark patch that was barely covered by his sash. It almost looked like a splatter of ink, staining his previously white and pristine princely outfit.

You don't deserve the title of 'Prince'...

Roman gasped in pain, not noticing that the spot had grown slightly at the hurtful comment that plagued his mind.

Then he had felt a slight pulling sensation. He was being summoned. By Thomas. Dammit!

Roman quickly ran over to his mirror, looking himself. He looked horrible. His hair was a mess, his eyes had dreadful bags underneath them, his clothes were terribly wrinkled. He was a mess. In a rush, he tidied his hair and quickly applied some concealer then with a snap he removed the wrinkles from his clothes. Another look in the mirror had him frowning. His hair still looked like a mess.

They were going to notice...

The concealer was sloppy at best.

They were going to know how tired he was...

His suit was looking... Better... But the black 'ink' blotch was still there and nearly visible from behind his sash. He could do better.

He felt another tug.

He didn't have time. He rushed to grab a stack of papers filled with his approved ideas and quickly sunk out.

"Greetings, plebeians!" Roman greeted, posing in his typical manner.

God. Could you go one day without acting like a pompous prick?...

He flinched slightly at the pain but dug his nails into his fists as to not react.

"Roman," Logan began, "It had taken Thomas calling you more than once for you to arrive. What were you doing?" He questioned. He didn't look mad, but he wasn't the one for flaunting his emotions.

He's mad at you...

You know how important punctuality is to him...

Roman forced a smile threw the pain. "My apologies, Dear nerd!"

You cant go 5-second without making fun of someone, can you?...

How pathetic...

"I was just a bit... Fashionably late! Tis all!" Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Janus staring at him. He felt dread pull into his stomach.

Logan hesitantly nodded, appearing to take that as an answer. "Alright, let's get back onto the current topic." Logan excepted that far too easily. Usually, he would ask for more detail or lecture Roman on showing up on time but he had just... Excepted his answer?

He didn't want to waste any more time on you than he already hast to...

You really do get in the way...

"As for the current issue...Patton? Do you mind addressing it? You're more suited to deal with more... Emotionally based issues?" He asked awkwardly. Clearly uncomfortable with the current topic that Roman was still in the dark on.

"Oh!" Patton started. "Well, Roman? We've been talking lately...and well..." He paused, trying to work out his sentence. Romans' stomach was in knots and his heartbeat raised.

They don't like you...

They're going to make you apologize for making their lives miserable...

They were going to ask you to take a step back and stay out of the way...

You're always in the way...

Romans' nails dug tighter into his palms. A trickle of blood making its way down his hand. Virgil was starting to look at him worried. Why on earth would he be worried about him?

He didn't deserve it.

You don't deserve it...

"Well... We've just been wondering... Are you-"

"Are you ok!" Virgil blurted out. Blushing furiously when everyone turned to look at him. "Sorry..." He muttered quietly. "The suspense was driving me up the wall... anxiety and all..."

"That's alright, Virgil." Thomas reassured calmly, "But that is what we're here to talk about. Are you ok Roman?" He asked, turning to the fanciful trait.

Roman was... confused, to say the least. His fists relaxed and unfurled and he looked baffled at the others. They were asking if he was ok? Why did they care? Weren't they mad at him? He had messed up big time and they weren't even going to comment on that? "Uuh... Sure?... Why?" He asked hesitantly.

"You haven't left your room in over a week, kiddo," Patton said, playing with the sleeves of his cat hoodie like he did when he was upset. "We were worried bout you."

They don't mean it...

They're only doing this to show face...

Why on earth would they worry about you after all that you've done...

"Well, I am fine, padre," Roman answered, ignoring the stabbing pain in his chest. "I have just been in my room working in some ideas for Thomas' videos. That's all." He answered. They all looked around at one another, clearly not believing him.

Why would they belive you?...

What have you done to make them believe you? Let alone trust you?...

In fact, they believe that lying snake more than you...

"Oh, Roman," A hiss rang out that sent chills down his spine. "For an actor, you are such a 'good' lier..." Janus said, looking at his gloves like he could examine his nails from underneath them.

"I have no idea what you mean," Roman said, doing his best to keep his mouth in check.

God, how horrible of a person do you have to be to have to try and not be an asshole...

No wonder they hate you...

Roman let out an involuntary flinch, doing his best to ignore the stares he was receiving from the others. "Seriously," Janus said softer, "Are you ok? You've been avoiding everyone."

Grate, now you've gone and upset them...

Roman's hands were back into tight fusts, trying to block out the pain. "A-and you look a mess," Virgil added quietly. "Your concealer is patchy and you look exhausted. Have you even slept?" He asked.

"Of course I have! I-"

"Lies," Janus stated simply.

How stupid can you be to think you can just lie like that with Janus here...

Roman flinched back at the comment, his nails digging further into his palms and drawing out more blood. "Roman, are you ok?" Logan asked, "You seem to be in pain. Are you hurt?" He asked, moving closer to Roman to see if he could find any injuries.

All you do is cause problems for them...

Roman quickly backed away, "Of course I'm fine!" He insisted, continuing before Janus could interrupt him, " "But, yes, I haven't been sleeping too often because I've been working on these ideas!" Roman said, holding up his small stack of papers.

How pathetic...

A creativity who can't even come up with enough good ideas...

Are you sure you've earned the title 'creativity'...

Roman's forced smile flickered slightly at the pain. Blood lightly smearing onto the stacks of papers he held in his own hand. "You shouldn't overwork yourself, Roman." Thomas softly scolded. "I know that things have been stressful lately-"

All because you can't keep your stupid mouth shut...

"-But you need to take a break and go easier on yourself."

"I'll be fine!" Roman insisted, "I just needed to pump out a few more ideas and the ill take a break! I promise!"

You should no better than to make promises you can't keep...

He bit back a flinch, hoping the others didn't notice. But they did. They looked back and forth at each other wondering what they should do. "Well..." Thomas paused. "Then... Let's see your ideas."

"What?"

"Let's see these ideas you've been working on."

"Um- Well... Uh..."

They're not good enough...

They're going to hate them...

They will hate you if you show them these ideas...

You spent so long on horrible ideas...

What will that make them think of you?...

You should have done better...

They're not good enough...

You're not good enough...

Thomas would be better without you...

They all would...

Romans' hands were now lightly shaking, but he didn't seem to notice. "I d-don't think that's the best idea. They still need revised and worked on some more before there more... Presentable?" He said hesitantly.

"We can help you review them," Logan suggested. "You are far too overworked to have to handle them on your own."

Roman sifted from one foot to another, "Yeah... But like you said I am a bit overworked, so most-"

All...

"- of these ideas might not be so good. I still need to revise them and touch them up a bit before I can show you guys..." He answered.

"Just let us help you, kiddo." Patton insisted.

Virgil nodded in agreement, "You have been overworking yourself to the point of exhaustion. We can take some of the load off." He promised, "Just trust us..."

Roman still looked rather hesitant. "I'm not sure. The ideas are... Not so good at the moment..."

Janus spoke up, "Oh Roman. There is no reason to be so insecure about your work, I'm sure whatever it is we will all love it."

Insecure...

Insecure...

Insecure...

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"I am not Ḭ̴̧̡̧̟̥̮͓̥̜̪̯̭͈̬͍̔̉̈́͋͂̑̈́͒ṇ̶̭̙̼̭̭̱̦̽̉̂̓͊͌̍̍͐̈̔̄̃̚ş̷̡̢͙͔̦̙̳͙̖̪͖̲̝̥̪͂̆͗̇̊̾͛̔̃͐̊̏̕͝e̸̢̪̟̣͇̖̖̯̅̈̈̽̀̈́̂c̷̹̫̭̘̤̺̳͓̺̊ų̴͎̲̱͚̮̮̏̄̃̊̿̀̔̈́̑͛́̑͘r̶̹̳̘̤̟̙̬͓͙̩̭̟̫͇͖̦̲̍̉̀̃͗͊̏̿͊̋͋͛͜e̷̛̖̩̗͔͑͂͌̉̂̾̕!" His voice shook the room.

He let out a shocked gasp and slapped his hand over his mouth as the others looked on in startled shock. He felt like was shaking down to his very core. "Roman...?"

"I-i am sorry! I- I have no idea what that was...": he insisted softly. He looked confused when everyone looked at him even more concerned. Glancing down at his hand, he finally noticed the blood seeping out of the cuts made by his nails. He was stunned for a moment before quickly whipping the blood off of his face using his sleave.

Logan was quick to his side, examining his hands. Causing him to drop his papers and scatter them across the floor. Logan was talking as he cleaned Roman's hands before bandaging them. But Roman didn't hear anything. Just the ringing that echoed on his own ears.

You've really made a mess of things now...

That last comment tipped Roman over the edge, causing him to gasp out in pain. Nearly sinking to the floor if it wasn't for logan at his side, quick to help him keep steady. He tugged lightly at his sash, the pain quickly spreading like a burning fire.

The tug on his sash revealed the far larger black stain that had nearly filled the space behind his sash and was quickly spreading.

Janus and Virgil gasped. Horror seeping into there expressions as they realized what was happening to Roman. They were both quickly at Roman's side. The next thing he knew, Romans was sitting on the ground, struggling to breathe threw that pain. Virgil and Janus' hands held onto him comfortingly as they talked to him along with the others.

But Roman felt far-off at that moment. Like he wasn't in the room. Or as if he was a spectator, watching this unfold with an equally horrified expression. So he didn't hear a majority of what was said to him or the others.

"... Safe...ho-... Long..."

"...Roman?..."

"...-Breath Ro-..."

"...-man's falling..."

"...falling..."

Romans breathing grew more erratic once he looked down to see the black spot spiderwebbed out further, staining more and more of his once crisp white suit.

Then there was a hand in his hair and a few holding his hands and rubbing soothingly over his back and someone whispered calming words to him. Wanting him to follow there breathing. It was a struggle, but eventually, he managed to get his breathing slightly under control.

"-oman... Roman... You need to remain calm." Virgil said softly. Roman's head jerked as he nodded. Focusing on his breathing. "Do you know what's happening?" Virgil asked. Roman shook his head. "Your..." Virgil hesitated. "Your falling..." He said, "To the other side. So you need to keep calm and breath so we can help you..."

Romans heart figuratively stopped beating at the news. He was... Falling? Everything started to feel foggy and distant again. Like he wasn't there. He didn't want to be there. Sitting in front of the others. Vulnerable and in pain. Having the others watch his humiliating downfall. How low must they think of him now? How weak was he in their eyes? How pathetic was he in Thomas' eyes...

His chest suddenly shook as all the air seemed to leave his lungs. He couldn't breathe. He couldn't breathe. He could vaguely hear Virgil's voice become more panicked and others began chiming in. But he was far to gone to understand it at this point. He needed to leave.

He needed to leave.

He wanted to leave.

He couldn't breathe.

He just needed to leave.

Leave.

Leave.

Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave.

A rush of airbrushed past him as he managed to force himself to sink out to a far side of Thomas' mindscape where they would never find him.

He curled up into a ball, squeezing his nails into his palms, and cried in pain.

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@sapony01​ commented on one of my Sides Swap posts: Can you explain their function and personality a bit better/explore them? Some are kinda obvious but some kinda confuse me

And, but of course! I’m totally open to it! (I’m mostly making another post for it because otherwise it’ll get absurdly long)

To summarize, the main idea is that they keep their personality and secondary traits they represent (Like Ego, Emotionality, ect), while further representing the Main Trait (like Anxiety, Creativity, ect)

The rest under the cut:

Anxiety

Roman: His key representation of Anxiety would befall closer to overemphasizing bravery and ignoring problems, and of course, insecurities. Thus a focus on Dangers you can Fight, and avoiding things you can’t. A emphasis on the Knight theme as a representation of bravery. He’d use ego and theatricality as a cover- a ‘be weird before people can accuse you of being weird because then it’s on purpose’ type logic.

Patton: The type of Anxiety where you emotionally over extending yourself because you’re scared of social-emotional repercussions. Caring so much that there’s no time and energy to care for yourself. Also a good representation of the Dad-Friend override for Anxiety.

Logan: A representation of over-analyzing the world like an outsider, that emotional distance that, while you’re curious of all the things around you, you can’t help but focus on the bad. Avoidance becomes a key factor and everything is categorized as bad or good off of exaggerated ‘proof’.

Janus: Very self protective to the point that things outside the Comfort Zone are almost always negative and overwhelming. Sarcasm, brittleness, and lying as a way to avoid things outside the Comfort Zone.

Remus: Overthinking creating an Anxious reaction. Basically seeing things in the shadows and over-analyzing interactions. Essentially worries cropping up out of the idea of various terrible things you can think of possibly coming at you from the smallest of hints to it. Also Knight theme because why not.

Creativity 

Logan: A more organized and analytic approach to creative works. Prone to being a literary critic. Draws from media to explain a point. As creativity would likely be the type of writer that hides details and metaphors in everything, focus on foreshadowing and the such.

Janus: Never lets anything be direct, people should be able to make their own conclusions about the meaning of the text. Probably thinks method acting is fun. The kind of actor/writer that easily shrugs on different types of characterizations that it makes other people dizzy seeing him switch between them.

Virgil: Your inner Emo Art Phase personified (everyone has at least one somewhere in there). Would prefer to be either a lesser known creator, or not let Thomas use his real name (thus Ghostwriter), because being Known is Awkward and his work can get too real, being known as a real person could detract from the art. Focus on art as an outlet for expressing negative feelings and stress relief.

Patton: Take your craft-happy relative who always hand-makes gifts and you’ve got Creativity Patton. Just wants to have fun and share the fun. Draws from positive emotional experiences for creativity because he wants to give everyone who sees said art a hug through said art. (Yes, his design is vaugely based off of Disney’s Pinocchio Geppetto aka Pinocchio’s dad.)

Remus: Take Remus as he is, and then take the ‘intrusiveness’ out of him. He basically has all the same horrifying ideas, but he doesn’t use them to make Thomas upset or anything, he’s just making stories.

Logic

Patton: Sorta a relaxed logic, understands not everything can be solved with a clean logical solution and that emotions hold a important space in people’s actions. Is that little logical voice when you’re super mad going ‘you’re mad because this, this, and this, and this is probably an overreaction to what you’re expressing your anger to, but it’s still valid.’ Prone to emotional fallacies though.

Virgil: You know any super cool teacher/professor who teaches you what the book says and then closes the book and says ‘ok now guess what, they’re also wrong, and I’m probably wrong too’?? Virgil as logic. (also why I kinda gave him the ‘tired + university hoodie’ style) Emphasizes learning from various sources and never trusting any of them 100%. Doesn’t trust his own information either, and it makes him stressed.... but like, he’s always stressed anyway so it’s chill. 

Roman: Bounces from topic to topic to learn. Very curious and easily inspired- also easily distracted. The definition of what a liberal arts education should be doing- aka, connecting seemingly unrelated topics. An Encyclopedia of very specific information. But, once he’s got a set of information it’s hard to let go of it, which makes it hard to adjust to being told he’s wrong.

Janus: Emphasis on how information is always being adjusted, and people’s biases are always present in studies and interpretation. Focuses on debunking things. Also kinda makes it hard to 100% be sure of any information presented.

Remus: Enjoys abusing the ‘technicalities’ in things. A little hard to follow in terms of train of thought. Disturbing Facts are still facts.

Morality

Virgil: Emphasis on sympathy and ‘do what you’d hope people would do for you’ moral arguments. Focus on social structure for the ground rules for moral behavior. That guy who’s constantly nice because he wished someone was nice to him, ya know? Hates the idea of being a bad person so much that it causes a lot of guilt and mistrust of the self.

Logan: Thinks of moral behavior as an equation of sorts. People do good things and that causes good things and that allows the social structure to work as it should, so do good things. Draws on philosophy and other social sciences to argue his points. Easy to readjust his thinking with proper reasoning.

Roman: Just wants people to be happy! And to be good! Emphasis on the reactions of others and how that effects your social/emotional well-being. Do good because it feels good kinda guy (he wants to be somebody’s Hero, ya know how it be).

Janus: Understands that morality is such a grey place that most anything can be seen as bad if you argue it enough. Places value on the self as someone deserving of feeling good as well, and bases moral values on what you as an individual wants to do. Also still kinda morally grey in general and probably shouldn’t always be listened to.

Remus: I Follow no Rules but My Own. Full rejection of social pressures. What precisely that means for his resulting moral standing is up to debate.

Deceit

Logan: Woorsst lair because he’ll twist truth and facts into it and it’s hard to pick out what’s the lie. Very blunt about his role as deception and its benefits and drawbacks. Very good about remembering which lies were told when and to who. Not the kind to lie more than seen necessary.

Roman: Focus on lying as acting and getting to where you need to go in life. ‘Fake it til you make it’ is his motto and it also includes mental states. Makes it hard to be honest about feelings. Very much a ‘lying to yourself’ aspect.

Virgil: Lying to avoid perceived negative repercussions. Lying still bothers him- as lying can also cause negative reactions. Focus on lying in reaction to events, less so on lying to the self. Not every lie is especially necessary though, knee-jerk reactions and fear make it very easy to lie. Lies of omission being the most utilized.

Remus: The opposite to Roman’s ‘lying to yourself’. Lying to others just to see their reactions. Uses being ‘blatantly honest’ about taboo subjects to seem honest about other things.

Patton: Lying to spare people’s feelings and being perceived well. Focus on lying or omitting the truth to seem like everything’s awesome.

Intrusive Thots

Patton: Makes emotional reactions overwhelmingly hard to gauge and control, results in terrifying thoughts and feelings with little control or filter. Gets stuck on ideas because of how hard he’s trying to push it away (yea know, like the white bear experiment).

Virgil: Thinks in problem solving, but the problems are of course, the thoughts of his own creation. Incessant about ‘solving’ the perceived problem.... not much else changes.

Logan: The Mad Scientist aesthetic is fun, what can I say? Takes facts and focuses on the scary parts, and then brings them back up on the slightest hint of relevance, and sometimes just Because. Some of it is curiosity taken into a frightening territory and gets overwhelming.

Janus: Emphasis on what happens if terrible things happened. Also likes using the ‘you’re gonna go to hell anyway just dive in with me’ argument. Occasionally pops up in a way that sounds almost nice, then turns horrifying very quickly.

Roman: Take Roman, make his ideas more Remus. He’s already Loud and Proud, just make him scarier, and a little more incessant and probably a little more arrogant for good measure.

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Ghosts of the Past

Characters: Janus, Patton, Roman, Virgil, and anyone else is only mentioned

Pairings: Familial Loceit, Past Platonic Logince and Roceit, Past Romantic/Platonic Moceit and Anxceit, Present Royality

Trigger Warnings: break ups, ended friendships, bad decisions, self-harm mentions, attempted suicide mentions, lots of unhealthy relationship stuff, no one is unsympathetic they're just teenagers so they make poor life choices

Summary: Janus thinks about the past few years for the thousandth time and it still hurts.

(Notes: this is just me hardcore projecting again, sorry)

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Janus could see Patton out of the corner of his eye. He'd recognize that mess of reddish curls anywhere. But he never looked up. Neither acknowledged the other as they passed each other. They hadn't the past hundred times either. And they probably never would.

The whole thing started five years ago. Janus and his family had moved into town, and he and his brother Logan were enrolled in the middle school. Experiences from his previous school made it hard to really make friends, but he managed.

The first of many was Virgil. He and Janus became friends quickly, and Janus was happier than ever.

And then he met Patton.

Patton, with his bright smile and soft voice, his gentle yet energetic personality, his love for art and his passion for all of his interests. They had so much in common that some people thought they were related sometimes. Janus made friends with him just as quick as he had with Virgil.

Speaking of Virgil, Janus grew closer and closer to him over time, and next thing he knew, he was in love with him. It was sudden and new and hurt so so much when he ended up rejected.

"I'm sorry, I just don't think I can be with someone like you."

Janus stopped talking to him after that.

Patton was there though. He was there, and he helped Janus heal and was there through it all. And Janus slowly fell for him, but after Virgil, he didn't want to risk it.

But then Patton confessed his love, and Janus didn't hesitate to jump right in.

They were happy, singing and making art and holding one another. It was perfect, and Janus never wanted to let go of the one he loved.

For Patton, the love began to fade after a while, while Janus only grew more in love. By the time they broke things off, it was borderline an obsession. It was for the best, and they stayed friends anyway, so it was ok. Janus could handle that.

(Three days after they broke up, Janus attempted to overdose, but no one needed to know about that.)

Freshman year rolled around, and Patton was introduced to Janus and Logan's friend Roman, a student two years older who they rode the bus with.

Patton fell hard for Roman, and while it hurt to not be the object of his best friend's affection, he still supported him. As long as Patton was happy, Janus was happy.

He was happy, right..?

Everything was fine for a while (aside from the self inflicted cuts Patton would sometimes come to school with, which Janus would often fuss and worry over). Janus was in his own relationship, but it was equally as unhealthy as the one he'd had with Patton, all obsession and claims of offing themselves if they lost each other. Looking back, he was glad that it was over.

At some point, Patton began to drift away. He spent more time with Roman, clinging to his side and seeming to avoid Janus whenever possible.

The thought of losing his best friend scared him, and fear isn't exactly rational most of the time. Janus didn't even think to ask what was going on, and instead lashed out, calling Patton everything under the sun behind his back, saying that he had betrayed their friendship.

Eventually, Patton told him what was going on. Their classmates had been saying that Patton had been cheating on Roman with him, and he didn't want to lose his boyfriend over some stupid rumors. Janus forgave him instantly, and hoped - prayed that everything would go back to normal.

It didn't.

Patton heard through the grapevine the things Janus had said about him behind his back, and avoided him like the plague. Roman tried to stay friendly with Janus, but it was hard to do with the tension between the two. Janus cut him out of his life to spare him the trouble. Not long after, Roman and Logan got into an argument, and their friendship ended as well.

Soon after, Janus broke up with the person he had been dating at the time, too emotionally unstable for a relationship. And just like that, Janus hit rock bottom. His darker thoughts came back, and everyone could see how low he was. He felt alone and left behind once again, but he kept going. He had to.

He spent months after that thinking of what to do, and in the end, he packed up everything Patton had ever given him. Every note, every piece of art, every accessory, is every sketchbook - he put it all in a box and left it for him with an apology note. He didn't have it in him to give Patton a proper face-to-face apology, and he still regrets it.

Now here he is in junior year, passing someone he use to know better that he knew himself, someone who was now a complete stranger.

And Janus couldn't help the yearning for the small glimpses he got of him every day. It was the little things that would draw his attention.

He still has those boots and that backpack. Looks like he grew his hair back out. Is that my hoodie that I gave him in eighth grade? I didn't think he still had that...

I wonder if he and Roman are still together. I hope he's doing ok, I hope his home life is getting better. I wonder if he's still as passionate when it comes to art as he use to be. I wish I'd apologized to him in person, he deserved better than a stupid note.

I wonder if he misses me just as much as I miss him.

Janus still wishes that things between them were different. But no amount of wishing can fix it.

So Janus moves on.

[delos-mio]

Death of a Bachelor - Part 15

A/N: hi guess what I have a new chapter for you!!!!!! did a little mapping today and it looks like there will likely be 2-3 more parts and an epilogue, subject to change. tags at the end, lemme know if you’d like to be added c:

The last of your things were boxed up and waiting for the moving truck to come any moment. It took you the better part of a month to sort through all the shit you’d accumulated over the years, pack up everything you planned on taking to Logan’s, and list your condo for sale. Logan had been there every step of the way to make sure you never had to lift a finger if you didn’t want to. Which, you were extremely grateful for all the help. You still had an office to attend to; business didn’t stop just because you were moving into a house with more space than you knew what to do with.

On the final Sunday afternoon, Logan had roped John Collins into helping with the final load of your things. True to his promise some month or so before, John had been around more and more frequently now that you were fully in the loop. He was a good man and so similar to Logan and completely the opposite in just as many ways. Where Logan was impulsive, John was calculated. Logan spoke with passion and conviction, whereas John was the silent enforcer. But both men were equally as excited to finally own Delos, perhaps for different reasons, but anxious to get their hands on it all the same. John was picking up the last box when he turned around to look at you and Logan.

“Think that’s it! Unless you’re hiding something else around here,” John grinned.

“Nah, that’s the last of it,” you sighed with a small smile. You were so happy to be living with Logan properly, of course you were. But there was that small corner of your heart that broke every time you remembered you were giving up this condo you loved so much. John had stepped out and you distantly heard his footsteps descend the stairs just outside your door. You wrapped your arms loosely around your middle and slowly paced around the now empty living room. The same room you’d given birth to your company, where you cried countless times to Emily about how you were ready to give up, where you and Charles got drunk after successfully landing clients, where Logan brought you sushi from your favorite restaurant to apologize for being a complete dickhead. The memory made you let out a small, sad chuckle.

“What’s the matter, princess?” Logan was reaching out and gently thumbing away a tear you didn’t realize had spilled from your eyes. You’d been so lost in your reverie that you failed to notice both Logan holding you cautiously and that you were crying. You shook your head a bit and forced a tight-lipped smile before looking up and meeting Logan’s soft and dark gaze.

“I guess,” you started, allowing yourself a deep breath and quickly wiped the remaining moisture from your cheeks. “This is one of only two places I’ve lived while I’ve been in LA. When I first came out here, I was in some shitty little studio like every other idiot who comes out here with enough arrogance to think they’re going to make it. But once I had real business and clients and money, I wanted to get the fuck out of that apartment.” You paused again and rubbed under your eyes once more. “This was the first place I looked at and I signed for it that same day. It was like it was here just waiting for me, you know? That probably sounds stupid. It’s just a condo. But this was the first thing I really bought for myself after I got my feet under me.”

“That’s not stupid at all,” Logan said sincerely, smoothing his hand over your hair. “I know you love this place. I don’t want you to feel like you need to give it up for me, ok? If you don’t want to…” he started, but you cut him off by quickly pressing your lips to his.

“You’re sweet, Lo. And I appreciate it. But I want to be with you and live in your hou—”

“Our,” he corrected with a small smile. The distinction made your heart swell and burst. Any lingering sadness you felt at saying goodbye to your space was quickly being pushed aside for the overwhelming joy you felt when you thought about being with Logan.

“Yes, our,” you laughed. “Ours,” you repeated before he was leaning down to kiss you again, slowly this time.

“Ours,” he mumbled against your lips, never moving away from them. One more languid kiss and you pulled apart, taking Logan’s hand in yours.

You scanned the place one more time as you stood in the doorway with Logan. After closing your eyes and taking in a long breath, you turned to him and nodded, a small smile tugging at the corner of your lips. The silver key twisted in the knob and locked your old condo for the last time.

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A week or so later, Juliet was at the house firming up plans for Jim’s retirement party that was set to happen in a month. He was doing his best to keep this meeting as short as possible; he had something planned for this evening and Jules simply was not invited. Logan had already taken care of hiring catering, entertainment, and valets, but Juliet offered to help with décor of some kind since she tended to have a better eye for those sort of details. Truthfully, Logan didn’t give a shit what it looked like or what people ate or if they even had a good time. In fact, he’d prefer it be the shittiest party imaginable for the most miserable bastard he knew. But he couldn’t very well get away with that, not if he wanted to pull off the charade like he wanted and not with Juliet watching so closely. Why she wanted to give Jim a nice send off, he’d never understand.

“I was thinking of having these around the sitting room and out on the terrace,” Juliet said, showing Logan something on her computer. He didn’t know what it was because he couldn’t be bothered to look up from his phone.

“Uh huh, sure,” he agreed dismissively. Juliet angrily snapped her laptop shut, drawing Logan’s attention back to her.

“What the fuck is up with you? Do you not care about this?” she asked, a small fire starting in her eyes.

“Not at all, actually,” he shrugged.

“Then why the fuck are you throwing Dad this party, huh? You guys haven’t even spoken in months.” She was right. And it had been the best, most peaceful eight months of his life. “Listen, I know it’s been hard for you. And I know I haven’t been the best sister or friend even during all…this. But if there’s something you need to tell me, please.” She always had been able to read Logan better than anyone.

“Nope, just trying to send off dad the way he deserves,” Logan said cryptically, smiling a bit too wide. Juliet wasn’t buying it, but she conceded and decided maybe it was best to let it drop and stop talking about Jim for a bit.

“So, how’s it been living together? She’s not ready to rip your head off yet?” she teased, leaning back into the couch.

“It’s been amazing, actually,” he laughed silently, a fond smile playing on his lips as he thought about how excited he was for you to come home. “I was a little scared to live with someone else, you know? I’ve lived on my own for so long and she has too. But we’d been having so many sleepovers, it didn’t really feel like we had to learn how to live together. We just kind of got it. I just have less room in the closet now.”

“Which I’m sure is just unbearable for you,” Juliet said with a roll of her eyes.

“If that’s my biggest adjustment, I’m not complaining,” he remarked, bringing his bottle of beer to his lips, dumping the last of it down his throat.

“So, things must be…pretty serious then?” she asked with caution. Logan knew what she was trying to ask without the words actually leaving her mouth. For as well as Juliet could read him, he was just as well versed at catching her meaning without her coming out with it.

“We live together, Jules. I suppose so, yes.”

“Yeah, ok. But this is, like, easily the longest you’ve ever been with one person, let alone had a title on a relationship.” She was right. Logan didn’t exactly have a lengthy history of longevity in his relationships. Now that he was thinking about it, he was pretty sure you were the only proper partner he’d ever had. The thought was both jarring and comforting to him.

“Just ask me what you want to, stop with all this bullshit,” he said, waving his hand dismissively in her direction.

“Have you guys talked about, you know, getting married? Kids?”

“Jesus, Jules. No,” he answered a little too quickly. “We’re not there. Don’t know if we will be.”

“I’m just saying,” she started softly, “it’s something you might want to talk about if you plan on keeping her around. I mean, how are you going to feel if you’re on two completely different pages? How is she going to feel? What if she’s ready for you to put a ring on it and start popping out babies?”

Logan laughed violently at the thought. Fuck anyone who thought he’d ever even entertain being a father. And he couldn’t imagine you having thoughts like what Juliet just described. But…maybe she had a point. Exaggerated, but a point none the less. Logan still didn’t know how he felt about marriage as an institution. But, if he were going to consider spending his life with anyone, it was most certainly you.

“I’m almost positive she doesn’t feel that way,” he said as his laughter began to subside.

“Almost positive is not certain, though, now is it?” she countered with a raised eyebrow. “I’m just trying to get you to think a little bit since I know you like to gloss over that part.” Logan rolled his eyes. “I like her a lot, and I know you do too. I just don’t want to see either one of you end up hurt because you were too busy assuming you know everything like you always do.”

“I appreciate the concern, sis. I’ll make sure we’re both vehemently anti-baby,” he joked with a sly smile. The two fell into a comfortable silence before Logan decided it was time to open his mouth again. “Billy still a worthless piece of shit?” Logan asked nonchalantly.

“I wish you wouldn’t do that,” she huffed angrily, starting to put her things back in her bag.

“Do what?”

“Ruin an otherwise good time by being a shit head!” she spat back angrily. “Jesus, Logan. Wake up. He’s going to be your brother-in-law whether you like it or not.”

“I don’t like it,” he countered easily.

“I KNOW. I know, ok? And you know what? I don’t fucking care.” She was on her feet now, making her way to the front door with her bag slung over her shoulder.

“Jules…” Logan said with a sigh, only regretting bringing up William a little bit.

“I’ll talk to you later, ok?” With that, she was forcefully closing the door behind her, leaving Logan alone with an empty bottle and his thoughts.

He glanced at the clock and figured he had a couple hours until you’d be getting home. Perfect, he thought, and pulled himself off the couch to start getting ready for the evening he had planned for the two of you.

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You stepped into the foyer after getting home and immediately noticed all the lights were off inside the house. The only source of illumination was the soft glow of the fairy lights hung around the deck. You had no choice but to follow the pull of the warm yellows and oranges they emitted. When you got to the sliding glass door, you saw Logan standing in a clean but casual suit, a small bouquet in his hands.

“What is all this?” you asked, a little dreamy, as you stepped outside to join him and further observed a nice dinner set out for each of you, a few candles lit on the table between the plates. It was clear Logan had taken his time setting everything up, taking into consideration all the things you liked. No matter how beautiful of a scene he had set, he somehow managed to look even more perfect.

“You know what today is?” Logan asked, wrapping his unoccupied hand around your waist. You swallowed a large lump that had formed in your throat. Shit, did you forget about something huge? You were going to feel like such a dick if you did. Logan looked so happy and so handsome, you couldn’t stomach the idea of upsetting him.

“No…” you said in an impossibly small voice, your eyes worried as you looked up at Logan. But he just laughed a little and managed to smile wider.

“Well, I suppose I’m not surprised by that. Since this day definitely left a bigger impression on me than it did on you,” he said, confusing you even more. Logan just handed you the flowers and moved in to kiss you. His kiss was firm and full of the passion he couldn’t convey with words. His lips were perfectly soft as he moved against you, making you whimper quietly from the back of your throat. As he broke away just enough to speak again, you were left breathless thinking about the kiss he just gave you. “One year ago today, you yelled at me for being a little bitch to the barista at the coffee shop in my building.”

He knew. He remembered the day you met. Back then, you assumed he had been another pretty boy trying to get into your pants by any means necessary, but you now knew he’d been so persistent because he really wanted you and everything you were. The thought made you want to burst into tears on the spot. He really did have a gooey center under all those layers of armor he managed to put on every day. You reached up and cupped his cheek, grinning like an idiot.

“Logan Delos, are we celebrating our anniver—”

“Shh,” he cooed, kissing you again before motioning towards your seat and pulling your chair out for you. You just giggled and took your place across from Logan.

“This looks great. Thank you, Lo. It’s beautiful out here,” you praised with a genuine smile.

“Not nearly as beautiful as the company,” he said smoothly, sending you a wink that made a warmth spread across your chest. It was wild how he could still turn you into a schoolgirl with the smallest gesture.

You enjoyed your meal and a bottle of wine, just catching up on each other’s days, a little flirting where you could both fit it in. He told you about Juliet coming over and new party developments, well, the ones he cared to remember. You filled him in on work and the new client Charles had brought in. The whole evening, you were just itching to be closer, closer, closer to Logan. You wanted his skin on yours, your fingers in his hair, his lips to wander wherever they so desired. It was almost impossible to keep your train of thought at times; you hadn’t been this completely blinded by lust in quite some time. But just as you were getting lost in another fantasy about all the things Logan’s long fingers could do, he caught you off-guard with a question you had not at all been expecting.

“Do you want kids?” He asked it so casually, you almost didn’t catch it. But you did, and it made you choke momentarily on your wine.

“Excuse me?” you laughed lightly, trying to stifle a cough.

“Do you want kids?” he asked, more seriously this time.

“I…no. No, I really don’t. Never have,” you said honestly. “Sorry if that’s…”

“Good, me either,” he agreed quickly with a bright smile.

“Baby, where did that come from?” you asked with a tilt of your head. Logan let out a little sigh and ran his fingers absentmindedly through his hair.

“When Jules was over today. I don’t know, I guess she got into my head a little bit,” he said smiling again, shaking his head. “She asked me if we wanted to get married and have kids and…”

“Was moving in together not enough for her?” You raised an eyebrow and smirked.

“This,” he said, reaching his hand out and taking yours, tugging you gently until you got the idea to stand up and plopped yourself back down on his lap. Logan had really taken to having you in his lap lately, not that you were complaining. “This is why I love you,” he said gently, tucking your hair back behind your ear. “She was saying shit about how we could not be on the same page and how shitty that would be. But,” he paused to run a palm up your thigh, “I knew we were. We don’t even have to say it.”

“I’m happy with you, Lo. With us,” you said with a smile before kissing his temple. “I don’t feel the need to anything on anyone else’s timeline but our own, ok? And if we decide we don’t want to do anything, that’s our own goddamn business.” You leaned down to kiss him again, this time on his wine stained lips. Logan was quick to grip your hip a little tighter, swipe his tongue a little harder as he eagerly deepened the kiss.

“Can I show you part two now?” he asked, his voice now deep and rough, laced with his want for you.

“There’s a part two?” you giggled. Logan just nodded and swatted at your ass to get up. As soon as you did, he was quick to lift you in his arms again, carrying you bridal style through your house. He toed the door to the bedroom open where he had strung up similar lights to those outside around the bed. You could tell he had changed all the linens to be fresh for tonight. Logan gently dropped you on the plush bedding and quickly moved to lay over you.

“You’re so goddamn perfect,” he sighed against the delicate skin of your neck. “Let me show you how perfect you are.”

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[girl-with-cat-eyes]

Love As Strong As Stone (2/?)

Summary: Virgil and Thomas are two princes about to be married and things couldn’t be happier for them. But when disaster strikes, they will have to do everything in their power to stay together.

Ships: ThVi, Logince

Chapter 1 

AO3

A/N: Here we go with chapter 2!!! This is a long chapter so be warned. Special thanks to @forever-forgotten-angel for helping me with this, they are a huge help with my writing. Now we actually get to see our boys being cute. Also beware for references. And without further ado, chapter 2. 

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~5 years lates~

    Elusia was a beautiful sight midsummer. The trees were abloom with all kinds of flowers, the fields and vast, and the gardens lush with life. There was certainly never a better time for a wedding than June, a royal one at that. The kingdom was once again a flutter with activity, once more stemming from the palace. Servants bustled about, finishing the last minute preparations needed for the wedding. Flowers were attached to the pews, streamers being hung from the ceiling: it was a sight to behold. And in his room the King of Elusia stood, staring at his balcony at his kingdom. 

    It all truly is beautiful this time a year, he thought, at least the view is. Virgil sighed and turned away from the window. There was no point in wishing for something that couldn’t be. After all one step over that borderline and he would be turned to stone. Seeing his kingdom simply wasn’t an option, it never had been. The King shook his head and began putting the finishing touches of his wedding suit on. Today was supposed to be a happy day, and here was ruining it with his negative thoughts. 

    He was finishing putting his pins in place when he heard the door open behind him. “There he is!”, a voice boomed behind him. Virgil turned around and saw his brother dressed in the decorative armor customary for knights to wear during weddings. Roman walked forward and pulled him into a hug, “I cannot believe that my little brother managed to get married before me.”. 

    Virgil ducked his head and finished with his pins, moving to attach his scabbard to his belt, “Well, everyone has been pushing me to get married since I was 20. I am king after all, it comes with the territory. You know that from when…”, he trailed off, struggling to attach his scabbard to his belt. 

    Roman sighed and approached his brother, going to help him with his task, “Hey, I chose to give up the throne of my own volition. No one coerced me into doing it, I did it because I want you to be safe. I like being a knight; I get to all sorts of cool things. Besides, You’ve been an amazing king these past 4 years.”, with these words, the knight finished attaching the scabbard, and stepped away to admire his handiwork.  

    Virgil looked at him with a grateful smile, “How is it you’re so good at that?”  

Roman handed him his sword,”Years of practice.”, Virgil went to his mirror and stared at his reflection, “You know, Mom and Dad would be so proud of you.” 

"Really?"

    “Absolutely. You grew up to be the exact type of ruler that they’d always hoped you would be. You care so much about the kingdom. They’d tell you the exact same thing if they were still here. In fact they’d say that you look almost perfect.”

    Virgil looked at him in confusion,”Almost?”. 

    “Well a king needs his crown.”, Roman picked up said crown and placed on his brother’s                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              head, “ There: now you look perfect.”

    The King chuckled softly, turning softly at the sound of a knock at his door. 

    “Come in!”

    Both men smiled when they saw Patton walk into the room, a smile on his face, “So are you ready for the big day?”. 

    “As ready as I can be.” 

“Hey. Everything will be ok. I couldn’t think of anyone better to marry my cousin.”, Patton smiled and clasped Virgil’s shoulder before pulling him into a bear hug, “Besides, you’re my best friend.”

Virgil smiled gratefully at Patton’s seemingly innate ability to sense when Virgil was feeling anxious. He sheathed his sword, “Well, how do I look?”. 

Roman and Patton both gave encouraging nods, “Like you are about to marry the love of your life.”

Patton turned towards Roman, a thought popping into his, “Oh you should Logan, he wanted to see you.”

The knight blushed at the mention of his fiance and turned to leave, stopping at the last moment, “I will meet you at the base of the stairs to walk you down the aisle at-”

“At noon, I know. Now go, your fiance wants to see you.”, Roman smiles before leaving. Virgil turned towards the remaining man, “So what did you need?”

“Why are you assuming I need something?”

“Because you are supposed to be helping Thomas get ready. You wouldn’t be here if you didn’t need something, so what’s up?”.

“Maybe I just wanted to see my best friend before the wedding.”, Virgil gave him a look, “Ok, ok. Thomas went and got ready early and is now in his study and nothing I can do to get him out is working.” 

He sighed, ever since Thomas had learnt about the curse on Virgil he had made it is mission in life to find a way to break it. He spent so much time in his study researching magical cures, each coming to a dead end. Virgil tried to tell Thomas that his parents had researched it for years to no such luck but it hadn’t worked. Truthfully, Virgil understood why he did it. He didn’t want Thomas to be shackled to the palace forever because he couldn’t leave Thomas deserved the world, not to be stuck in one spot. 

“I’ll go see if I can get him out.”

~

“You know that today is your wedding day right?”, Thomas looked up from the account he was reading. He smiled at the sight of Virgil standing there in his wedding suit. His fiance was gorgeous. Thomas couldn’t believe that he was going to marry him today. 

He stood up and walked over to his fiance, giving him a quick kiss in greeting. Thomas chuckled at the blush that adorned the King’s cheeks as he pulled away. Virgil had always been easy to fluster when it came to affection. He pulled him into the room with a smile, “Of course I know what today is silly. I just had some free time is all.”

Virgil gave him a look, “And so you decided to spend it researching ways to break an unbreakable curse?”

“I know what you’re going to say but I think I’ve found a lead this time.”

“Well can’t you look into it after the wedding?”

“I think I’m going to be a little preoccupied with my beautiful husband on our wedding night. Just listen, please?”

Virgil sighed before nodding,”Ok.”.

“So there’s this carpenter in town, and he’s never had any kids. But one day people reported seeing this 10 year old boy following him around, calling him dad. And when asked about it, the boy said that he used to be made out of wood, but a nice fairy brought him to life.”

“Thomas, he probably adopted the boy-”

“But what if it’s real? If this fairy could do that, surely she could remove your curse. And you could see the world, see your kingdom. Don’t you want that?”, Thomas would give anything for Virgil to be able to see the world. He deserved that after everything he had gone through.

Virgil looked deeply into his eyes before speaking, “Alright, but can’t this wait until after we’re married. First thing after the honeymoon we’ll send for this carpenter and ask him what happened. But right now, we have 15 minutes until the wedding.”

Thomas pulled him close, kissing him softly. He loved this man so much, “Ok. I have to get going then. I’ll see you at the altar?”

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

~

The crowd whispered as the King of Elusia walked down the aisle, his older brother giving him away. Most of the kingdom had never seen the elusive king, his illness keeping him stuck inside the palace. Nonetheless, he had been a great king since he took the throne 4 years ago. Yes, King Virgil Elusian of Elusia had been lead a good, kind rule so far. This marriage to the Crown Prince of Ophaeseon and subsequent merging of kingdoms would also be a good decision. 

Virgil looked at his beloved standing at the altar and couldn’t hide his smile. He was the luckiest man on the planet to marry Thomas. He looked at Roman, thankful that his brother was giving him away in the absence of their father. Losing both of his parents to illness had broken Virgil’s heart. He hadn’t had time to grieve before taking the throne. He didn’t know how he would have gotten through it without his brother, betrothed, and friends. So while he did wish that his parents could see him, he was glad that Roman was here. 

Reaching the altar, Virgil took Thomas’s hands before the pair turned towards the priest, who began to speak, “Dear citizens, we are here not only to celebrate a union of people, but a union of kingdoms. Neighbors for centuries, the kingdoms of Elusia and Ophaeseon have had a peaceful relationship. And both kingdoms have had long prosperous years themselves. So it is not unreasonable to see that this merger will be beneficial to kingdoms. With this marriage the kingdoms of Elusia and Ophaeseon will become one. Marriage is a special thing, especially for royalty. The stronger the bond, the better the rule. These two young men already meet this criteria: they are both smart, kind rulers who are in love. They know better than to marry someone they would hate. Now it is time for the vows”, he turned towards Virgil, “Repeat after me: I, King Virgil Elusian of Elusia”

“I, King Virgil Elusian of Elusia”

“Take Prince Thomas Sanders of Ophaeseon”

“Take Prince Thomas Sanders of Ophaeseon”

“To rule alongside”

To rule along-”

The doors slammed open and the crowd gasped. Virgil turned towards the entrance to see a stranger. He had diagonal green tattoos on his face and a large burn covering half of said face. Virgil didn’t know who he was but he didn’t trust him. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Roman draw his sword. 

“Well, well, well look at this beautiful display of love.”

~

A/N: Cliffhanger!! Things are about to go down! You guys might figure out what’s going to happen but don’t spoil a thing. I mean it. 10 points and a cookie if you can guess the reference I made. Leave a comment and tell me what you think! I am also going to take prompts on this au about Virgil and Roman’s childhood, his meeting Thomas, etc so send those if you have an idea. Also send me a message if you want to be added to the taglist.

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Beauty and the Stinky Boi (Remus x Reader) FULL BOOK

CHAPTER 1 I met Thomas a while back when he ran into me at a park. He was recording some sort of video and was walking backwards colliding into me. After that we decided to hang out. I found out he was a creative person who couldn’t help but love Disney and theater. He was also a great singer. After a few months of being his friend he showed me his sides. When I had watched the videos on them it was… well weird. I knew there was a creative, feelings, logic, anxiety, and lying side, so when he said he wanted me to meet them, I was confused. Weren’t they just him in costumes but with different voices? I went inside his house and he asked if i was thirsty. I politely denied hoping he wouldn’t be upset. He walked to the living room and had me sit down. “Ok so, are you ready to meet the others?” He asked with a smile. I can’t lie, I was scared and was hoping he wasn’t crazy. “Yes I am…” I tell him. Soon the people from his videos rose up and were right in front of me. There was the prince, the anxiety, the dad, the teacher, and the snake dude. That’s was the only way to describe them. The dad dude was the first to talk.“Hiya Thomas! What’s new!” His voice was filled with happiness. “Well, Patton,” I caught the name of the dad and did my best to remember it, “I brought my friend (y/n) and wanted to introduce you guys!” Thomas exclaimed in a happy manner. Patton looked over as though a puppy had done something adorable and waved,“Hi (y/n), I’m Patton!” He gave this big smile and I was still shocked that they were real. I soon stuttered out a hi. “The name is Logan.” The teacher told me. His hand was extended for a hand shake and I excepted. The prince came over and gave a slight bow.“I am Roman.” He said in a royalty tone. The one in a hoodie just stayed on the stairs and told me his name.“It’s nice to meet you Virgil…” I went ignored as he popped in some head phones. The snake dude and Thomas were arguing but I didn’t mind. “Just say ‘Hi I’m Deceit’ and you can finish it off with how you want.” Thomas’ words would only come to me slowly and piece by piece, leaving some words out. Soon the snake dude came over to me. “Hello, I am NOT Deceit, I WILL talk to you more so please, DON’T leave me alone.” He said. I was confused by this and then Thomas explained it. “Well, that makes more since now.” I giggled. "Now listen (y/n), there is some one else… but, you wouldn’t like him.“ Thomas tells me. I look at him with my eyes filled with confusion. "What do you mean?” I asked. Roman joined in. “Trust me he is a horrible man, the Duke that is. You wouldn’t like him… None of us do…” He snarled. “I might like him…” Roman, Thomas, and the others looked at me in shock. “You like him?” Roman asked with venom in his voice. “Well yeah, everyone deserves a chance to be liked… no matter who they are…” I looked down some what knowing how it felt to be not liked. Roman slightly scoffed at me. “Fine, I won’t say I told you so.” I nod at his words of a some what warning.“I’m ready to meet the Duke.” I say with confidence… CHAPTER 2 "But who will take you? I sure wont.“ Roman said turning away. Deceit grunted and walked over."I’m NOT going there so you may NOT come with.” He told me. I stood up and nodded. “Just remember (Y/N), if you need or want us to come get you just walk out of his room and call one of us, I’ll even come to get you and I’m scared of that place.” Patton said. “I will, but I will also try to know Duke before I judge.” Virgil has turned around and wont look at me, Roman is obviously angry, Patton is scared for me, and Logan just looked at me saying,“He can’t harm you unless you let him, and he’s not even that scary.” Patton calmed down at Logan’s words. I nodded and told Deceit I was ready to go. He grabbed my wrist a little too hard, but soon we were in what I believe is the mind palace. “This is the dark sides part of the palace, that is why it is NOT complacently dark and gloomy.” He says. He then points to the end of a hall on my right. “The very last door is his… I’d say knock and step back… he’s- well, we aren’t use to company.” I started to walk off and down the hall. I was filled with dread and a seance that i should run away, but I still went on words. The deeper I went into the hall the messier and grosser it got. The smell of it all burned my nose and I wanted to vomit. I put my shirt over my nose to some what block the stench. I finally reached the door and did the normal three knocks to get the persons attention and then took a step back. In a minute the smell went away and I was able to take my shirt off my nose. The door swung open and revealed a man with a mustache and a gray/grey (It’s spelled both ways and don’t know what one to put so sorry!) streak of hair. “What do you want Dubb-” He stopped realizing that I wasn’t who he thought I was. “Who are you?” He asked. “You are the Duke right? I’m (Y/N). I came to meet you.” He looked at me up and down trying to find something. “Yes, I am the Duke… who sent you and why? Is it pity? Did they do it out of pity?” He asked becoming upset. I shook my head,“ No, I wanted to meet you and get to know you. They actually told me that I shouldn’t and wouldn’t like you, but I thought I should give you a chance…” The feelings I had before were slowly getting worst until he grabbed my wrist and dragged me into his room. I was now standing at a desk and staring at papers and different things that were crafted by hand. I picked up a few papers and looked at them. They were crudely drawn and were a little disturbing. I put them down and switched it out for the stitched creepy animals. “This is a lot of my works! Some things need more blood, some more violence.” He said. I looked at him putting the idem down.“What side are you, exactly?” I asked. He looked up and I could tell he was hiding his sadness because only a hint of it showed. “I’m creativity! Well, I’m the dark twisted thoughts and well, you’ve seen some of them.” He said trying to sound confident. I looked down at the drawings again and it all came together. “Why don’t the others like you?” He some what walked off and he still answered the question.“They don’t like me because I’m not a good thing. It’s why I was alone for so many years, and why I decided to have a sudden out burst.” I nodded my head knowing how it had felt. “I understand where you’re coming from.” He looked at me shocked but had tried to hide it fast.“How?” He asked. CHAPTER 3 I looked at him and debated on weather or not to tell him. “I… I’m sorry I haven’t even told Thomas yet… I’m not fully comfortable with it…” I said apologetically. I could tell he was looking at me just dying to know. It was quiet for few minutes then he spoke up. “What’s you’re most disturbing thought?” He asked. “Well…” I stared to go on and on with it and he would jump in and give better ways of doing it. I could tell he got comfort from talking about dark things and he relaxed a lot more. He started talking about ideas he had and wanted Thomas too do, but was shut down each time. “I’ve seen you’ve drawn some and made others. I think they are… well…” I started thinking of a good word to say without hurting his feelings. “Terrible, horrific, nightmare educing…” He started. I cut in again to finish.“No, I would say I find them interesting. This right here,” I got up and went over to the table picking up a drawing I saw earlier. It was of a zombie unicorn. I showed him it and finished.“I really like it.” He smiled and I thought his face would crack in half with how big it was. We talked for a few hours and I noticed the time. “I hate to leave, but I have to get home for dinner. How about we hang out more?” I asked.“That would be fun! I’ve never had a friend to hang out with besides D and Emo, but Emo doesn’t visit any more.” He said. “Ok then how about… Monday’s and Friday’s?” I asked. He looked at what I think was a scheduled and set it aflame. “Yeah! My schedule’s cleared for everyday now!” I giggled at his joke. “Ok then. I’m gonna go hang with the others tomorrow if you want to join.” I told him and he was fast to reply.“I’m not allowed to… but I’ll try for you.” I gave a smile and said bye. Once I was out the door I called for one of the sides. Patton came down gave me a bear hug and got me out. He pushed me back when we were in front of the others. “Are you ok? Did he hurt you? Did he hold you captive? D-” I stopped the worried Patton an told him I was fine. “All we did was talk and get to know each other. We decided to hang on Monday’s and Friday’s, and I can hang with you guys any other days.” Roman was shocked, and Thomas was scared but had a scene of hope. “If everything goes well he might leave me alone without all those thoughts… I’m fine with you two hanging on those days, but if he does anything then Roman can handle it.” Thomas said. “Yes I will!” Roman stated loudly. Logan rolled his eyes.“(y/n) will be fine. Remus has a new friend and wont bother losing said friend because he doesn’t have any.” I was about to correct him, but my alarm went off. “I’m sorry Thomas I have to go. My roomie just finished dinner and if I want it warm I have to go now. See ya tomorrow?” I asked. “Yeah, tomorrow will be fine! See ya!” He said leading me to the door. Once I was out he said bye one more time and I walked off. My house wasn’t that far from his. It was four blocks away and I honestly liked the walk back to my house. CHAPTER 4 I woke up ate and headed to Thomas’. Once I was let in I saw there was a big fight. Remus was clutching something in his hands and Virgil and Roman were yelling at him. “What’s going on?” I asked Thomas. “Well… Remus came and wouldn’t tell us why he was here, so Roman and Virgil started yelling at him to leave and now are in a big fight.” He looked over at the three. I went over to stop them. “Ladies, ladies, you’re all pretty! Please stop fighting now!” I say loud enough for them to hear. “He is here and we don’t want him here!” Roman and Virgil said in union. “You should let him stay and give him a chance.” I calmly say. They started arguing again and Remus told them to stop.“I’ll leave…” He then turned to me and I was honestly confused. “but I need to give (Y/N) back the rose key chain she dropped in my room.” He said handing it to me. I looked at it baffled. I had gotten it from my mom, who got it from her mom, and it went far down the line. We called it the Rose of love because It always fell off when our forever lover was near and they always picked it up and gave it back. It happened to all of them and now it was happening to me. Soon Remus left and I sat on the couch pondering if what just happened was real. “Uh, (Y/N)? You seem out of it… is something wrong?” I looked up and wanted to tell Thomas so bad, but… the others I didn’t want to tell just yet.“I-I…” I was somewhat shaking and was having trouble. I soon pulled out my phone and texted him saying I would tell him, but wasn’t ready to tell the others. After he received it he nodded and asked the others to leave for a few minutes. Once they left he sat down and asked again. I told him the whole story.“This key chain has been in my family for years… my mom gave it to me on my sixteenth birthday. She then told me the stories and gave me the book that had everyone’s story. The stories usually start with the Rose falling off of the lady. After it falls off the forever lover, as we call them, picks it up and finds us. For my mom, hers fell of in a public place and my dad only found her by a gut feeling. She knew it was hers because of the engraved words on the back 'The Rose of Love’ and the fact it had the last name of its first holder in my family.” Thomas sat there and continued to listen. "I just have a sliver of trust in their stories and never thought it to be true. I have looked over how the Roes could fall off and had great explanations, but… yesterday I had it stuck on to my belt loop. It’s been stuck on it for a year. It fell off in his room… It was a mess and I would have though I would have noticed it gone. It was in his room and he brought it back to me.“ I finished. He looked at me somewhat questioningly and asked,"So do you think Remus… is you’re true love?” I looked up knowing I wasn’t ready for real love, I was only twenty-six. Yeah everyone else was ready but not me. “I…I don’t know…” He gave me a reassuring hug and let me stay like that for a while. “I don’t know what will happen if it’s a true story… and if it’s not true… I would have fallen for the hoax of my family.” I said in a slight whisper. “Well… what do you want to do about the others? Do you want me to tell them, do you, and if you do fall for him and he hurts you I’m here, I’ll always be here for you.” His words were calming and I felt safe. I pulled back and told him,“I know what they think of him… I’d rather not let them know, but thank you.” CHAPTER 5 "The others may come back now." I say to Thomas and he nods, but he doesn't call them back. "I'd say you should get home and read up on all those stories, see how they play out, cus if this is like a real fairy tale then something might happen and you seem like the one to want to be prepared." He told me. I nodded heading out. "Thank you again, Thomas." He only smiled and waved. After shutting the door I ran back to the house and opened the door short of breath. (B/f/n) Best friends name or friends name looked at me. "Oh you're back early-" They started. They looked at me with worry noticing I'm out of breath." What's wrong?" They rushed over. I could hardly talk and was having trouble standing. All I did was hold up the key chain. (B/f/n) knew what the story was and believed in it more then me. "It... fell off?" They asked. I slowly nodded and their mouth opened wide as if to say something, but nothing came out. My breath started to come back so I placed the Roes key chain and my phone on the counter and then I went to my room. I searched the book shelf for the journal and (b/f/n) leaned in on the door way. I found the book and pulled it out. (B/f/n) sat next to me on my bed and I started reading. Hours had passed and (b/f/n) fell asleep on my bed. I would have just crashed too but they took up all of the bed, well all but the spot I was sitting in. I went out to the living room and saw my phone had been going off. I went over and picked it up. Almost all of them were from Thomas. I texted back telling him what happened and what I learned. He asked some questions and I told him I'd bring the book over now if that was fine. He said it was so I headed over there. It was dark out when I walked over there. I looked at the time, nine thirty-seven. I left his house around noon so I was shocked that I was reading that book for at least nine hours. I knocked on his door and he answered. "Come in." He said opening it more so I could enter. I plummeted onto the couch and opened the book for him to read. He soon sat down next to me and got to reading it. My eyes grew heavier and heavier as minutes passed. Soon I passed out. I woke up the next morning on the couch and with a blanket over me. Thomas was up reading the book as he ate. I sat up and looked at him letting my eyes adjust to the room. He soon looked over and saw I was awake. "Oh good morning! Here's a recap. Last night you came over and after you sat down and I started reading the stories you brought you fell asleep so I stayed up reading and before going to bed I put you fully on the couch and put a blanket on you. After I woke up I came down to read some more and told the sides not to be loud so they stayed in the Mind Palace." He explained. I nodded and joined him after a good stretch. "What day is it?" I asked. "Friday." He said. I remembered I told Remus I'd hang with him on Friday's and Monday's. I wasn't going to break a promise because of some silly stories. "Think I could get a ride to hang with Remus?" I asked. Thomas had a big smile on his face and he nodded. "Hey Dec-" He couldn't finish before the one being called upon showed up. "You want to see Remus don't you?" He asked. "Y-yeah...ho-" I was now cut off by him. "He's NOT a big mess and you WON'T make him feel better." He warned. "What's wrong with him? Is he hurt?" I asked. 9/11/19 CHAPTER 6 "Well... You must NOT see..." He said. "Please take me to him." I said and then in a second I was in the Mind Palace. I raced to Remus' door and knocked. I listened in on him hoping to find out if he was in there. I heard soft sobbing and I knocked again. It stopped for a moment, and in that moment he pipped up. "Go away!" I could tell there was so much pain in his voice. I didn't have any words to say to him, I mean what could I say? So I knocked again. This time he stomped over to his door swinging it open and was ready to yell. "I SAID GO-" He then noticed who it was. "I...I'm sorry..." He said fighting back tears. "What's wrong?" I asked. He only looked up, his eye make-up was running down his face that was obviously from crying. "I-I'm fine." He lied. I looked around and seeing no one around I pushed him into his room and closed the door. I knew people could take it the wrong way but I know he needs to talk to someone right now. I sat him down on his couch and sat down next to him. "Now I'll ask again and please don't lie, you don't have to lie to me." He looked up and bit his lips. A few tears slid down his check disappearing in his mustache and down his chin. He finally spoke. "After you left yesterday Roman came to me. I was exited to see him. I mean my brother never visits me but... he told me... you hated me and didn't want to be rude. He said you were disgusted by me and the reason you quit talking and spaced out was because of me... I...I was so scared it was true... normally this stuff doesn't bather me,but... you wanted to meet me, and give me a chance. You actually like my ideas... He said you weren't coming back to hang out with me and that it was better for me to stay here..." He was trying not to cry. " I'm here now aren't I?" I asked. He nodded."I really like you, as a friend and all. I honestly think Roman is trying to be protective because he knows if I want to hang with someone I like I'll do it. I guess he thought chasing you away was the only way." I tried to comfort him. "Just know I will always come back and I'm always here for you." I told him in a calming voice. He put me into his tight embrace and cried a little more. I held him back and rubbed his back. I said a few calming words and he pulled back. "Thank you for being my only friend... and please don't tell the others about me crying." He gave a tiny smile. "As you wish." I smiled back. "Now How about we hang out?" He gave a quick nod and wiped the tears away and somehow fixed his make-up. "Well what do you want to do?" I asked. "Well... I know I like to do, but what do you like to do?" I started to think. "Well, do you like the outside?" I asked. I wasn't too much of a fan but I liked to go on walks, mostly threw the woods or in secluded areas. It gave me a scene of peace. "I've never really been outside." He told me. I looked at him saying,"I like to walk, I like horror movies, and another thing I like is (Hobby)." His eyes lit up. "Could we go on a walk?" He asked. "Well..." I started." Can you leave the house?" I asked. He shrugged."I don't know, plus I would have to see if I can leave." At the last part he pouted. "If you can get me to Thomas I can ask." In a mere second I was next to Thomas and Remus next to me. Thomas jumped almost falling."Hey, (y/n). Is something wrong?" He asked. "No, do you think Remus and I can go on a walk in some woods?" I asked. "Yeah that would be fine!" He told us. I smiled and whispered to him that he can continue with the book and he smiled and waved us off. "Don't get in to trouble!" He joked. We soon left and went towards the nears patch off woods. 9/12/19 CHAPTER 7 We soon entered the woods and looked around. He was running to each tree and looked at plants. He's pick up mushrooms and eat them right in front of me. "Why do you keep eating the mushrooms? Some of them are deadly!" I said as he put a red toadstool in his mouth. "I know they are deadly! Some of them could even make me high!" He said cheerfully. I went over too him and took the rest of the mushrooms out of his hand."How about we not try to kill our selves with mushrooms, or get high." I said both seriously but joking. He gave a small pout, but I started walking off. He soon caught up and was looking off the path. "Can we go over there?" He asked tugging on my arm. I sighed and started to say sure but I was dragged over too it. He stopped and looked at the opossum. "Is it dead?" I asked knowing these creatures to fake their deaths. He poked it and It was alive, but he couldn't tell. He soon picked it up and was checking it out. "R-Remus I wouldn't do that...." I was some what scared of what it might do. "Oh it's fi-" He was cut off by the opossum attacking him. After a few minutes of the attack he finally got it off of him. "Can we keep him?" He asked with the biggest smile on his face. I texted Thomas to see what he had to say. "Thomas said only if you can fully tame it in a minute." I said starting a timer. Remus started to try and tame it but was getting nowhere. All he was really getting was hisses, bite marks, and scratches. Soon the time ran out. "Come on, the time is out and you didn't tame it so you can't keep it. I'm sorry." He put the animal down and walked off. There was blood coming out of all the cuts and bite marks and he had bruises all over him. "So after this should I help with fixing you up? You have blood all over you." I said gently pushing him. "Only if you'll be my doctor." He some what purred. I rolled my eyes and started heading back. "Then come on. I'll doctor you up, ya big buffoon." I giggled at the last part and he did too. When we walked in Thomas went in to question mode. "What happened?" He asked. "A opossum attacked him. I'm gonna help him clean up then we will probably do more before I come back." I tell him with a smile. As Thomas gave a nod Remus took me back to his room. I fell onto the couch because I was still not use to going back and forth. I got up and got a rag that looked clean and went to what I assumed was his bathroom and ran it under the sink water. I saw a few things opened that had bite marks in them. I picked up the deodorant I found and it had a big bite mark out of it. I set it down and went back to Remus. I gently wiped away the blood and cleaned up his face and arms. "You should be more careful you know." I said without looking up. "I must ask, why would you care so much about my health? I know we are friends, but so is me and Deceit, and he could care less, so why do you care?" He asked. "Well I care because..." How could I tell him about the Rose? 9/15/19 CHAPTER 8 "Well, I find you as a really great person and I worry about my friends." I said. There was a little voice in the back of my head that was calling me a lair and weak for not telling him. Was I really falling for him? I won't, but my mind will continue with the fake rose story, or maybe real story. "Well, thanks (y/n). You are also... a really great friend." He sounded sad at the last part but I didn't want to pry it out of him. "Hey, do you think you could take me to Roman's room? I have to talk to him before I go?" I asked. "Yeah, I can do that. Would you also need me to be ready if you need to leave?" I nodded and he lead the way. "Why do you need to talk to my brother?" He asked. "Oh just..." I started but he cut me off. "You don't have to tell me... I can tell you are making up stuff because you don't want to hurt my feelings... Just... can I have the truth on one thing?" He asked. "You can have all the truths after this but I'll allow you to ask away." I said trying not to sound rude. "Do you hate me?" He asked not looking up from where he was walking. I stopped him and grabbed both his shoulders making him look at me. "You are my friend, I could never hate you and that's a fact." I told him as I waited for a smile. Once I saw the smile I pulled him into a hug and went into Roman's room waving bye. "Oh hey there (y/n)! I wasn't expecting you!" He was cheery with his great, but I couldn't help but think about the crying Remus earlier. He had made Remus cry and put those thoughts that I wouldn't come back. "Question." I simply say. Roman get's up from his little dressing room for his looks and sits on a couch, and soon enough he patted at the seat next to him. I sat on a chair opposite of him. "Oooooo, serious I see! So what's the question?" He asked. I was doing my best not to let it all over flow."Why did you tell Remus that I hated him or that I wouldn't come back?" His eyes grew ten times the size they should have. "How do you know about that? He could have lied!" He was trying not to shout, I could tell. "You made him cry and from what I've seen you and the others want me to stay away from him. He deserves a friend to care about him, so don't expect me to quite seeing him!" I some what yelled. It made him mad and he started the real yelling."WHY DO YOU EVEN CARE ABOUT HIM? HE'S NOT GOOD FOR ANYONE!" He swung his hands up and I flinched and went to cover myself. He didn't notice out of anger."BECAUSE I SEE THE GOOD IN HIM AND LIKE HIM OK!" I yelled back. I started tearing up but tried to hold it in. Before he could say or do anything else I walked out telling him not to bather me the rest of the day. After shutting the door I ran to Remus' room and sat down by his door. I curled up and cried not wanting him to know I was, but as I was crying the door opened and I was picked up. Soon enough I was placed on the couch and Remus tilted my head up. "What happened?" He asked in a calming voice. "I-I wanted to confront him about what he did to you... and I somewhat y-yelled and then he yelled at me and I yelled back and left..." I told him. I left out the part of where I was scared of being hit, but the rest he knew. He just pulled me into a hug as I had done for him not that long ago, only a few hours ago. I hugged back and smiled. Slowly the tears started to stop and we were laughing. "I think I'm ready to head back to Thomas if you are ok with that." I said with a smile. "I am indeed ready if you are." He smiled. Soon I was back in the house with Thomas but he was in the kitchen and Remus and I was in the living room. Before Remus left he kissed my cheek and left. What the hell is this feeling? 9/16/19 CHAPTER 9 He kissed my cheek. I placed my hand where he kissed me, it was a little wet but, to be honest I didn't care. I went in to Thomas' kitchen and wiped my hand on my pants. "Oh hey (y/n)! How did it go?" He asked. "I...He..." I couldn't form proper sentences. Thomas stood up worried and gently grabbed my shoulders. "(Y/N), what happened?" I finally gained my voice and told him."He kissed me..." Thomas put both his hands to his mouth in surprise. "On the cheek of course..." I added. He pulled his hands down and smiled. "That's amazing! I mean him falling for you, but not... well who he is, was he forceful?" He asked finally. "He was surprisingly genital, and his kiss left a little saliva but... it was sweet." A light blush dusted my face. "I see someone is forming a crush on him." He joked. "Oh shut it!" I joked. Both of us laughed he soon went to the book and sat back down."So I read up and found that the rose falls off, of course you know the first part, but it seem the third thing that happens is the two start to slowly fall in love because of small romantic jesters, after a while of falling in love comes the first kiss, then the dates, and well... marriage and a happy life." He said smiling. I smiled back."Thanks. Oh I should tell you... I might have gotten into a fight with Roman." He looked at me surprised. "What happened? Roman doesn't usually fight unless it's..." He stopped remembering how earlier Deceit told them how Remus was doing and the fact Roman hated his brother. "I see... how was Remus?" He asked. "I went to his room, and he was crying. He told me what Roman had told him, that I wouldn't come to see him and I thought he was disgusting to the point I didn't want to be his friend. I calmed him down and he quite crying, then we hung out as you saw us leave. Once we got back and I patched him up I went to talk to Roman. When I did I asked him why he said those things. I might have raised my voice and he rose his and when he did he raised his hands, I did panic because well... anyways I left crying and sat outside his door crying before going in. He picked me up, took me in, and helped me quit crying." I smiled. "Well I'm happy to hear that!" he says. I felt a buzzing sensation in my pocket and pulled out my phone. It was a text from (b/f/n).I looked at it and told Thomas I had to go in a rush."Ok, but wait you forgot your b-" I couldn't here him as I rushed out and ran back to the house. I had done a lot of running in just that one day, but it was all worth it. I opened the door and ran to (B/f/n). "What's wrong?" I asked. "You and me need to talk." They said. That's always something I found scary when someone started with it. "W-what?" I was scared now. "I've been trying to be nice, but I can't have you staying here and not doing anything. I've given you a choice that we agreed on and for the past week you haven't done any cleaning! The deal was I work you clean and cook without paying rent or both of us work and we split the cleaning." They started to raise their voice. They knew what happened to me, they knew it all. "I'm sorry if you want I c-" I was soon interrupted."No, I've already done it all!" In the past they have gotten mad at me, but it only lasted an hour or so, and they tried to keep their anger issues to a minimum. This time, they were going all out, but I know what they did was out of love but I was still scared."Get out and find some place to stay tonight because you aren't staying here!" They yelled. I packed a bag of cloths and a few other things then ran out crying. 9/17/19 CHAPTER 10 I ran out of the house crying with my bag on my back. Soon enough I ran into some one. "I-I'm sorry..." I stuttered while crying. I looked up and saw it was Thomas."Hey, hey, no it's ok..." He said reassuring me. "W-what are you doing h-here?" I asked in between tears. "I was heading to your place because you left your book... what happened?" He looked me up and down. "(B/F/N) k-kicked me out for t-the night." I knew I would tell him the whole story when I calmed down. "You're staying with me tonight then." He said leading me back to his house. I knew there was no point in fighting it so I didn't. Once he brought me inside we both sat down. "You can bunk with anyone you want, or I can sleep on the couch and you can have my bed tonight." He said so I would somewhat forget about and calm down from it. "N-no... I would rather sleep on the couch." I told him calming down. "Please, take the bed..." He wasn't going to push me about this. "Thomas, I-I love you like a brother, but I'm taking the couch, you need your sleep more then you think." This time he knew I wasn't giving up. After telling him the whole story he made dinner. It wasn't that bad. We laughed and played some games. It was fun, but soon night came and I changes into my pj's in his bathroom. A little later he told me goodnight and went to bed. He lent me a pillow and blanket, but I knew I'd have trouble sleeping. I lied there wide awake messing with the blankets and trying my best to fall asleep but it ended with nothing. I soon sat up and put my hands on my head. "Shouldn't you be asleep?" A voice whispered in my ear causing me to jump. I turned to see Remus giggling at what just happened. "I can't sleep..." I say. He looks at me, questions were obviously filling his mind. "Would it help if I offered my bed? It's big enough for five people." he said. "I'd have to tell Tho-" He interrupted me."I did by going into his dream!" A moment later a groggily Thomas yelled from upstairs."Ok Remus, and don't enter my dreams again!" Remus reached for my hand and I took his. We were soon in his room and he cleared off a side for me."Here you can have this side and I'll have this side." He told me. I nodded and slid under the covers. In a few minutes he was out and I was still up. I turned over and he was closer to me then before. I went to move to give him more space, but he wrapped his arms around me and was cuddling me. It was nice and thank's to him I fell asleep. I later woke up to go to the bathroom, but Remus still had a hold of me. "Could you please let me go for a moment? I'll be back." I whispered, but nothing happened. "Please, I just have to go to the bathroom." I finally said, and his grip on me was lose to the point I could go. When I came back he was lying on his back asleep so I slid right next to him on his arm. I expected him to turn over to hold me, but he turned me over so I was now lying on his chest. I was blushing,but I wouldn't tell him ever. His heart beat was like music to my ears, his breathing was rocking me back and forth in a soothing manner, his arms were gently placed around me. I knew I was falling for him, but did he like me back, or was he using me? I was to tiered to care and fell asleep right there on him. Perfect and warm. 9/17/19 CHAPTER 11 I woke up to a still sleeping Remus and I just lied there in his arms. I wouldn't admit it, I was falling for him. He soon woke up and quietly whispered things to me, thinking I was asleep of course. I just listened. "I'm sorry I grabbed you last night. I should have warned you I'm a cuddly person. I know you are asleep so I'll let you sleep. I'm also sorry for kissing you yesterday... I know you can't like me like that, but hey it was worth a shot. I mean, I do really like you... oh... that's absurd isn't it?"He went on and after he was done and it was a good five or so minutes I pretended to wake up. "Oh, morning (y/n)." He smiled. I faked a yawn and said it back. "Sorry that I fell asleep on top of you... you pulled me in and well... I passed out." I said. "It's fine, I'm sorry for grabbing you. That was on me." He let out a slight laugh. "It's fine." I said. I soon got up from him and sat at the side of the bed. "Are you hungry?" Remus asked getting up. "Yeah, a little." I looked back at him and stood up almost falling from my legs still being asleep. "Well, what I like to eat is different from what you like, so I'll take you back to Thomas." Remus took my hand and we were there. "Morning (y/n)! Morning Remus!" Thomas greeted us. "You guy's hungry?" He asked. "Yeah that's why I brought (y/n) here." Remus told Thomas. Thomas turned around and put another pancake on a plate. "Ok the others will be here to eat soon, Remus are you gonna join us?" Thomas asked with a smile. It seemed that Thomas was having less problems with Remus and wanted him to hang out. "I...uh, I can't." Remus sounded off. "The other's don't like me, plus I hate Pancakes." He said. "Anyways I'm gonna go back to my room." He finished with a smile. I went over and hugged him before he left. Thomas did a tiny giggle just as Remus left. "Awwwww.... So how did your guys' sleepover go?" He ask. I blushed at the question and remembered what happened. "It was good. I was able to sleep well." I didn't want to bring up what fully happened. "I'm glad to hear that!" Thomas sat down the plates and put pancakes on each plate. Each side came and sat at different seats. Patton took the seat next to me and smiled poring syrup all over the pancake . "Hiya kiddo!" He smiled then took a bite of his breakfast. I smiled back too him."Hey dad." I said without thinking. "I-I'm sorry, it slipped out. I didn't mean to call you dad, Patton." I was panicking now. He only smiled."It's fine! You can call me dad all you want! I don't mind having two wonderful kids!" I smiled and nodded. I looked at the others and saw that Logan only had coffee and was reading. It was the Sherlock series. Roman was cutting his pancake and making it into a dragon before adding some butter. Virgil just started eating his. Thomas sat down next to me and added what he wanted on his. I took a bite and realized how good it was. I almost shoved it in my face right then and there, but didn't want to be rude. I soon got a text saying I could come back, so after some talking and playing around I went back and things turned out better then I would have thought. 9/19/19 CHAPTER 12 After a month or so we all go along. Remus would avoid the others but other then that it was fine. There were night's I'd hang with Remus and we'd crash on the floor or even on the bed. After we would separate he'd either kiss my hand or my cheek. It would always leave a wet spot where he kissed me, but I didn't mind. Roman quit talking bad about Remus after I confronted him and the other's avoided talking about him. I didn't mind because Remus and I wouldn't talk about them unless they had upset me. It was all going well until one day Roman broke. "I don't want you seeing him!" He let out. "Why? Because you don't like the fact I can be friends with someone like him?" I asked. "No because he will hurt you! He will trick you and steal from you and do much worse! HE IS A MONSTER!" Roman yelled. I flinched and backed away which made Thomas try to intervene. "Roman you need to c-" Roman used his powers to lift Thomas' left arm to shut him up."Stay out of this Thomas! You are going in to unknown waters and you're gonna drown!" He yelled. I was backing up and fell on the couch. I got up and moved away."I FORBID YOU FROM SEEING HIM!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. It was rare for him to do this. Patton was scared and ran over to Logan who held him. Virgil ran to his room because he started panicking. I was now in the corner with only a few feet separating us, and with the last bit of courage I had I yelled at him. "YOU CAN'T STOP ME FROM SEEING THE PERSON I LOVE!" I had tears filling my eyes. He paused before getting even more mad. He reached his hand up in the air and I flinched. I heard the slap of his hand on skin, but I felt nothing. I was in a defensive position and had my eyes close, so when I opened them I din't expect to see Remus rising up from taking the blow. There was a hand print on his face and he was mad, not as mad as Roman, but still mad. "Don't ever touch her again." He said venom in his voice. Roman stepped back. Remus pulled out his mace and went towards his brother. I grabbed his arm and he looked back at me. His eyes softened as he looked into my eyes. He put his mace away and looked back at Roman. "You ever and I mean EVER hurt (y/n), and so help me, words can't describe what I'll do too you!" Roman said nothing as Remus walked back to me. "Are you alright?" He asked softly. "I am now...thank you." I said looking up at him. Roman sunk down and left."I only did what I had to too protect the one I...what's that word? Love? Ah, yes the one I love." He said smiling. I had a slight blush on my face."Y-you love me?" I asked. He only smiled and pulled me into a sweet kiss. It had been a while since I was kissed like how he kissed me, and I didn't want it to end. He pulled back. "I'm sorry, but I couldn't help myself... I understand you won't like me like that, but this is how I feel." He said to me. Thomas was finally able to speak and went in to his question."You haven't told him... have you?" I shook my head. "I-I'll tell you all you need to know. The Rose key chain I dropped has the biggest backstory to it..." I then told him everything about the Rose. 9/21/19 CHAPTER 13 Warning: There will be references to having sex, but no smut. I don't do smut. There may also be miner cussing and violence. Like no one get's a tiny hand print on them, it's a little worse. Sorry in advance. A few days after he had kissed me and saved me from being hit by Roman we hung out. We loved just hanging out, it was because we loved seeing each other and even just being funny or weird. That first real kiss was the last one he gave me. I was to scared to kiss him or fully tell him how I felt towards him. Today we were in his room and decided to just stay there to not run into one of the others. We watched some movies for the first part of the day. We went back and forth with Disney movies and horror movies. He would chose horror movies that would be gory and disturbing, but if I was scared by any part he would let me hold him, so I just held him during each one of his movies. During his he would say what they could have done to get away or how fake some stuff was. I chose all my favorite Disney movies, and I got to chose the last movie. I thought of a good Disney movie and soon turned on Beauty and the Beast. We watched it and he was actually enjoying it. He was watching it as if it was one of the, what he called, great parts in a horror movie. After the movie ended he wanted to hear me sing my favorite part. I told him I wouldn't because I'm not one to sing for others. He gave me puppy eyes and a frown. "Fine, but you have to sing your favorite song from it." He only smiled and nodded. I soon song the song and he applaud. I was flustered but he started singing Tale as Old as Time. He wasn't bad at singing as it was soothing to the point I could sleep. He finished with a long ending and sat down. "You sound... amazing!" I told him. He smiled saying,"Thanks,(y/n). You aren't bad yourself!" I smiled at him. We started on the next thing. We were drawing and being creative, him a little more disturbing, but it was alright. I was just doing some random sketches as he drew actual pictures. When he would finish he'd go and show me being very proud of it. "I love it!" I would say giving a loving smile. After a few hours of drawing we played board games. He would fail to understand the rules and would try setting the board on fire. We set that aside and decided to make a game. "Ok so the game could be we have to change something about us slowly, whether it was cloths or adding make up, and wait till the other person notices. If they catch you in the process of doing something of changing your appearance you lose." He said loving his idea. "Yes! I love it! Let's start it now!" I exclaimed. I would keep a very close eye on Remus so I could try to win. We did a few other things and ended up lying down on his bed. Our feet were dangling off and we were on different sides of the bed. We were just talking and it had been about an hour since we created the game and he had done nothing yet. I guessed he forgot so as I got him talking about one of his ideas I slipped off my jeans and slipped on something close by that was his. I was unlucky and had grabbed a pair of boxers. I hoped they were clean as I slipped them on and waited. Just a while after we were moving around and playing games. He hadn't noticed that I was wearing his stuff at all so I was winning the game so far. We sat down and started playing truth or dare. "Is it true that you love me as the mighty hero?" He asked to my truth. "Why yes it is my brave knight." I joked. "Truth or dare?" I asked. He didn't have to think about it as he said dare. I thought for a second of what the dare should be." I dare you to act a lot more clean minded for ten minutes!" He almost went pale."Fine! Truth or-" He stopped, I guess he was waiting or thinking of something."dare?" He finished. "Truth!" I smiled. "Are those my boxers that you are wearing?" He asked. I looked down and remembered our game and how I just won. "Yes they are, and I jus-" He cut me off by pulling me into a kiss like the one the day he saved me. I kissed back and when we finished he asked me if I liked him like that. "You fool, I love you." I said kissing him. He soon stood up and picked me up with him. My legs were wrapped around his waist as we kissed. He sat down on his bed and pulled apart from me. "How far may I go?" He asked looking me up and down. I paused and waited for a minute."The ten minutes are up so let your mind lose on me." I didn't care any more, I trusted him, loved him, and he is my forever love. After I told him that he did let his mind lose. I woke up the next morning lying next to Remus. Our cloths were in different places and I could't see some of them. Hickey's were all over me and I didn't care because it was amazing. I snuggled up to his warm body and closed my eyes. He hugged me back and opened his eyes. "Good morning beautiful." He whispered to me. "Morning. Can it just be night again?" I asked jokingly which made him laugh a little. "Was it that good?" He asked. "Better." He gasped at my response, but I could feel him smiling. "Are you hungry?" I asked him. "Only for you."He purred. "No you dork, for actual food." I giggled. "Calling me a whale dick now aren't we? Well, I'm not, but if you are I can take you to Thomas' to eat." He said kissing my forehead. I nodded."That would be lovely." I got up and got dressed. I couldn't find my shirt so I just put on a big hoodie. He slipped something on and gave me another kiss. He took me back, but we were in a closet. Before he left he put my hand on the doorknob so I could open it. I opened the door and there Thomas was placing some food on the table. "Hey, (y/n)! You cam just in time! Breakfast is ready! Have a seat." He said cheery. The others came down and I did my best to hide the hickey's that they might see. After breakfast we all sat down to talk. Roman was distant and tried not to talk to me, but I would catch him staring at me. While me and Logan were talking Roman came over to me. "What's that on your neck?" He asked rudely. I was a little scared. I was sore from the night before and was in no position to fight. "Are those...hickey's?" He asked. "W-what? Roman just leave m-" Before I could finish he took the hoodie off me. I did my best to cover up because my top was not covered (if girl then you had a bra on or binder). He looked at me and took my left wrist with a tight grip. Thomas wanted to intervene but I told him to take the others out. Roman's grip tightened and I felt a sharp pain come from my wrist. "I told you not to see him, didn't I?" He asked with an angry tone. I was to shaken to say anything. "DIDN'T I?"He yelled. I panicked and tried to punch him, but he dogged it. "You're a pathetic slut to go for someone like him!" He yelled throwing me on the floor. my back hurt like hell, but I managed to get up and slip the hoodie back on. Thomas rushed down and hugged me."I'm so sorry... I don't know what's gotten into him. We all decided that with how you are lowering Remus' thoughts he gives me we will support and protect you two." Thomas told me."Thank you guy's..."I said in between tears. Thomas called for Deceit to take me back to Remus. While walking Deceit asked what happened. I explained how Roman freaked out because of Remus and me doing what we did. Deceit looked at me saying that he might know what's happening."There are times when a side can get a bug, it does NOT mess with how they act. I know there is NOT a cure for it, so I WON'T look for it." He told me leading me to Remus' door. I thanked him and went in. I told Remus what had happened and he was mad. He pulled out a mace and started storming towards the door. I stopped him. "Remus please, don't. You can worry about him later, but I think he broke my wrist, or fractured it." I told him. He stopped and gently grabbed my wrist examining it. "That asshole of a brother fractured your wrist." He said leading me to his bathroom. He started looking in cabinets and pointed to the toilet so I sat down on it. He pulled out a wrap and came over to me. He gently started wrapping my arm and looked at me. "After this, you know I'm going to kill him right?" He asked raising an eyebrow. "Remus, please don't. Just... stay with me, please." I bagged him. "Give me a good reason why." He said. "Because, I need you to check my back and I don't want to be alone..." I said. Remus lifted up the hoodie and looking at my back. "That's bigger then my dick..." He said. "You have a large bruise on your back." He was angry. He carried me to the bed and let me borrow some cloths for pj's. I sunk into his bed and as he tried to walk off I grabbed his wrist. "Aren't you gonna stay with me?" I asked. I didn't want him to hurt Roman with the new info I had gotten. "I'm just going to change, hot cakes." He said. Once he got back he climbed into the bed and held me by my waits as to not hurt my back and touch the bruise. He made sure to be very gentle with my fragile body. "I'm sorry about my brother." He whispered to me. "It's not your fault, so please don't be sorry." I said looking him in his gorgeous eyes. He looked back into mine and kissed me. "Someone has to be sorry for him." He said. I shook my head and tried to move. I had trouble and let a small moan of pain out as my wrist some what bent. "Normally I'd say that your moan is cute, but it's not right now." He said turning onto his back and then putting me on top of him. It was just like when we first slept together. I loved it. "Are...are we a thing now?" I asked him. He took a minute to think about it. "I marked you as mine so yes. I guess you could say our love is the beauty and the beast." He said with a smile. I smiled back and kissed him saying,"More like beauty and the stinky boi." I joked before falling asleep. 9/22/19 published on 9/29/19 It's my birthday! Yaaaay... 15 years of living is not my idea of fun. Oh well! I give you guy's this 5 page, 1996 word, rollercoaster of a chapter! I hope you enjoy it and honestly, I love reading why you guys comment on the book, I always reply unless I don't know what to say. I love you guy's and have a lovely night! CHAPTER 14 I woke up with my whole body feeling bruised and I really didn't want to move. Remus was snoring, but I paid no mind to it. Suddenly I heard a knock on the door. "Hey, you're gonna have to let me go to answer the door, I'll be right back." I whispered to Remus. He let go of me and I got up. The person had started knocking again. I opened the door and there stood Deceit. "I DIDN'T find the cure for his bug. We MUSTN'T go now to give it to him." Deceit told me. I nodded. "Where is Roman?" I asked. "The others AREN'T trying to talk to him." I froze. "Then we must go now." I said rushing Deceit to take me to them. Deceit and I were in the living room and Roman was yelling. "What do we have to do?" I asked Deceit. "We have to get him to drink it, but with the fact that it's NOT the colour he WOULD drink it will be hard." I took the concoction and looked at it. It was a green colour. "Can you mix it with other things?" I asked him. He gave me a nod so I went in to the kitchen and pulled out some lemonade. I pored the cure into the cup first and added lemonade to fill the rest of it. I mixed it around and when over to Roman, taking a deep breath. "Here Roman. I just wanted to say, I ditched Remus and made you some lemonade as an apologize..." I lied. Roman took the cup and the others were shocked at what I said. "If my throat didn't hurt from yelling at morons I wouldn't drink it, but I forgive you." He said chugging the whole drink, and next thing I knew he was on the ground. "ROMAN!" Patton yelled out in panic. "He WON'T be fine. I knew what was wrong with him so I made the cure and (y/n) got him to drink it." Deceit stepped in. "And how can we trust you?" Virgil asked. "Because I trust him." I said. Roman started waking up and everyone looked at him. "What happened?" He asked. "Let's just say either way you're all better." I told him. I soon sat down and told him everything. He looked away and felt ashamed, from what I could tell, of what he did. "(Y/N) I'm so sorry... I-I would never hurt a woman, let alone a friend!" He told me with sorrow in his voice. I gently hugged him and told him I forgave him. He hugged back and told me I need to go back to Remus. "I can feel him beginning to worry about you... You should go..." He said. I wiped a tear away and holding out my pinky. "Friends?" I asked. He took my pinky with his."Friends." He said. Deceit soon took my arm and told me we had to go before Remus flipped. "I'm so UPSET that it worked..." He said. "Me too..." I soon got to Remus' door and opened it. I was tackled into a hug and was left in pain. "Ow, babe please, I'm still bruised." I told him. He got off of me and picked me up. "I'm sorry... I was just so worried! Where were you?" He asked. "Well Deceit knocked on the door and took me to the others... Roman won't ever act the way he did again and even apologized." I said giving a bright smile. "Good!" He said. "That means no hurting Roman ok?" I asked. Remus pouted. "Fine..." He took me over to the couch and started watching movies. 9/29/19 CHAPTER 15 Remus and I was watching movies on the couch when a knock on the door could be heard. "Remus..." I started, but couldn't finish due to him already getting up to answer it. "I'll get it." He told me with a smile. After he opened the door I heard yelling. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE YOU MISERABLE SACK OF S-" He started but I cut in. "Remus who is it?" I asked. He looked back at me and started to slowly smile. "It's my brother..." He sounded calm for a man who was just yelling a minute ago. "Oooo! Let him in!" I said smiling. Remus pouted and shook his head. I was soon giving him the puppy dog eyes and had my bottom lip out more."Pleeeease... for me?" I asked. "Fine... only for you..." He said letting his brother in. The two shot daggers at each other with their glares. "(Y/N)! I have brought something for your wrist and back..." He said pulling out a container of goo. "This is from an enchantress whom I had saved on one of my many adventures! It is suppose to heal all wounds, and with what I did... I thought I'd give it to you. You do really need it." He told me handing over the jar. I smiled as I took it. "Thank you Roman." I said giving him a hug. I could tell Remus was becoming jealous so I let go of Roman. "Anyways, I just came to give it to you as an apologies gift. I shall be on my way." He said waving a goodbye. Remus slammed the door shut which scared me. "Stupid brother..." He muttered. I felt bad knowing that Remus was like a big puppy, always needing attention and love and I just loved on another puppy. "Hey Remus..." He snapped his head back to me. "Yes?" He asked. "Would you mind helping me out? I don't thing I can get my back." I told him truthfully. "Sure..." He came over and started rubbing the goo on my back and I put some on my wrist. After a few minutes the goo disappeared and I didn't feel an ounce of pain. "Thanks, babe." I turned to him. "No problem..." He said not looking at me. I could see what looked like tears swelling up in his eyes. I soon went and hugged him. "I'm sorry..." I told him. He looked back at me shocked. "For what?" He asked. I didn't know what to say, usually when I said it no one would ask what for... they just told me I should be. "I know you're upset that I hugged Roman..." I started."I only find him as a friend. I love you and you alone..." I told him. He soon hugged back. "I know I'm just to scared to lose you to him..." He told me. We stayed like that on the couch for a while. "You won't ever lose me." I told him. "But if I do lose you to Roman I'll put his head on a spike and feed his corps to the others." He said laughing. Just by his cute laugh I knew he was joking.I laughed along with him. I was at peace, but my past still haunts me and I knew I'd have to tell Remus one day. i would have to tell him that I didn't believe the Rose of Love was real and how I panic under any form of force I didn't want. It was a rough past for me, but having Remus was all worth it. I soon drifted off, but I woke to Remus carrying me to bed then slipping in next to me. He wrapped his arms around me and we both fell asleep. I can't thank him enough for loving me and caring. 9/30/19 Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! It's 1 A.M. and honestly I wrote in my sleeping problems in chapter I don't know, so the reader should, if I did it all, have problems getting to sleep, waking up, and constantly wake up in the middle of the night. Basically what I'm getting at is even though it's a school night I'm having trouble sleeping thus I created another chapter. Man... I love writing this, but honestly I shouldn't stay up late to do it... Oh well! I hope you enjoyed this chapter and have a lovely night! CHAPTER 16 I got up and looked over to where Remus should be, but he wasn't there. I panicked and shot up. "Remus?!" I called out. I was scared. I didn't know where he was. He was always next to me before I wake up and today he's not. "Remus?!" He soon popped his head out of the bathroom running towards me. "What's wrong?" He asked also in a panicked tone. I hugged him and calmed down slowly. "I-I didn't know where you were... I'm so use to you being in bed with me..." I told him. He held me close to him and rubbed my back. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to scare you and I never will scare you again..." He reassured me. I held on tighter then he was holding me. "It's fine..." I told him, but it really wasn't. I had been use to people leaving me in the night and day to see others, that's what he did...but Remus was different. He didn't take the Rose like the other did. "Hey Remus, how long have I stayed with you?" I asked. "So far two to three nights. Why?" He questioned. "I have to get back to my house and roommate or they'll kill me for not doing chores!" I told him. I grabbed my phone and looked at it. Five unread text messages from (b/f/n). I read them. It was ,'hey where are you? You alive? Hey, I need you back here tomorrow. Why didn't you show up??? Start packing your stuff when you come back.' "What? Am I being kicked out?' I texted back. 'No I'm moving out and away. Better job.' They finished. "I...have to go..." I said standing up. "Wait, what? Why?" Remus was now scared. "I have to pack all my stuff... my roomies movin' and I can't keep the place..." I told him. "Then pack it and I'll have Thomas pick it up." He said with the biggest smile. "Why would he pick it up?" I asked. "Well, you'll stay with me!" He stated as though it was obvious. "Really?" I felt stupid for asking. "Yes!" He picked me up and swung me around in a hug. I kissed him, saying thanks and then left to pack what little of stuff I had. A couple days later Thomas came over and picked up my stuff taking both it and me with him. "So, you're moving in with Remus?" Thomas asked. "Yeah I'm really exited! I'm hoping that one day we all can hang out one day." I told him. I was truly happy. "Well I know one thing is Remus did something so no one can hang out with him today." Thomas said pulling into the driveway. I could tell he was hiding something. "Why? What happened?" I asked. "Well..." He said opening the door. All the sides rushed out and grabbed boxes bringing them in and Remus was standing in front of me. "Care for a walk?" He asked putting his arm out. I took it. "What is this?" I asked. He looked at me and smiled. "Roman said it's called a date. I got the others to take your stuff to my room so I may take you one one." I was surprised by this. He started walking away from the house. "So where are we going?" I asked. "Well we are going to the woods. I do love them." He told me. "Oh no! Do you plan to murder me?" I joked. He laughed. "Why yes my dear! I will make your face go a crimson red with kisses!" I giggled. "That would be perfect." I told him. 10/2/19 CHAPTER 17 He took me into the woods and I remembered them, and not just from walking to them so much. This was the first place we had ever actually ever been since the Rose fell off. He took me to the middle of the woods and I was awestruck by what I was seeing. There where lights hanging up and it reminded me of something out of a fairy tale. I was to busy looking around to notice Remus had put on a song. Soon enough he took me into his arms and started dancing. I soon realized it was Tale as old as Time, from Beauty and the Beast. We danced and danced till the night came and the lights came to life. "Remus, this is perfect." I told him. "Well I had to get a certain snake out of my butt so I could do this." He said laughing. "Thank you." I said before kissing him. He kissed back and continued to dance. So we were sitting and talking. He finally asked once more. "You once told me that... you knew what it was like to be in my position... and you never told me how you knew. I just want to know if you are comfortable to tell me now." He whispered, but it was loud enough so I could hear it. "I still haven't told Thomas, but I will tell you." I looked straight at him and started."I grew up a happy child, but I rarely had good friends, and when I did, they would find someone better and leave. I only had two friends that ever stayed, so it was mostly me and them. Soon enough one of them moved and it was just (b/f/n) and me. In high school I tried a lot and each thing I tried I was kicked out or quite due to the people in it. They were always so cruel. In tenth grade a boy found my key chain, the Rose. By then everyone knew my crazy story of the Rose. He soon dated me and I thought I loved him... but I was wrong. He abused me, physically and mentally... he would leave in the mornings and nights to go see other women and I was left at the house.I wasn't allowed to leave unless told too. Soon enough he went to jail and (b/f/n) took me in. I've stayed with them for close to five years. I've been trying to recover, but it's hard, so I try to hide it." I told him. He looked at me and his face said it all. It was of shock, horror, and things I'd never seen from him. "Is that why you were so scared of Roman hitting you? Is that why you didn't tell me sooner? Is that why you're friend sent you away when they were mad that day so long ago?" He asked. I nodded to all of them and looked away. He soon grabbed my chin and made me look at him."You'r past doesn't define you, your future does." He told me with a smile. I gave a weak smile back and kissed him. He soon hugged me. "I love you." I told him. "I love you too." I was at the point of crying and I didn't know why. He knew I was going to start crying. "Tale as old as time, song as old as rhyme..." He started to sing. "Beauty and the stinky boooooooi." He finished making me laugh. He burst out into laughter and started to do different things to make me laugh. It was a perfect night. 10/3/19 Ok so one of the fans asked if they could be my friend on Wattpad, so I just have to say, you all are my family, friends, and are just the best! I love all of you and love to see what you have to say. You can feel free to text me to talk or ask a question or just have another friend. Honestly I need the social interaction. XD Anyways I hope you enjoyed the chapter and have a lovely night. CHAPTER 18 I woke up but didn't open my eyes. I could feel Remus playing with my hair and whispering something. I listened in to him. "I would never hurt you, I will only love you, and though I wont marry you because, well I can't handle the thought of marriage." I felt a bit saddened by this, but I continued to fake being asleep. "I will give you a ring, I'll hope you'll say yes to being my only love, because a forever lover is better then what you are now... but I have to wait." He finished. After a few minutes of him playing with my hair he shook me, gently, awake. "Hey, (y/n) wake up." I slowly lifter my head and realized we were still outside. "W-we're still outside?" I asked. "Yes we are. Do you wish to go back?" He asked. "No, I like it out here." I told him. I got off of him and stood up. "I am hungry though." I said. " Well I had that prepared as well... You see Thomas stopped by before you woke up and dropped off some food. After eating we were dancing again. I remembered what he had said. I wouldn't mind not being married as long as I'm with him. Soon he took me and had me spinning. When I had stopped and was facing him he was down on one knee. "(Y/N), I know we haven't been together for long, and please don't take this the wrong way, but I don't want to marry you due to I can't handle it, but I want to be with you for the rest of my life, so... will you be my forever lover?" He asked pulling out a ring that had a rose on it. I was stunned. My mouth was a gap and my eyes were filled with tears. "Forever and always." I say hugging him. Remus burst threw the door with me in hand. "(Y/N) SAID YES!" He announced. The others did their own things to say congratulations and Remus and me said our thanks. We all celebrated and even though it wasn't marriage like my parents or grandparents, it was still the best thing to happen. Remus was off talking to his brother and they were laughing. Logan came over and started talking to me. "You actually tamed his beast, you're the first and only one to do that." I smiled knowing that's his way of saying 'thanks for everything you've done to keep him at bay'. "No problem Logan." Logan soon walked off to talk to Thomas leaving Patton to come over to me. "My little child is growing up and falling in love!" He said giving me a bear hug. "Thank's Dad." I hugged back. "What's next? The dirty??? Please not the dirty!" I laughed as Patton was freaking out. "No Dad, I will still be taking showers and being clean." I told him. He calmed down. "Oh thank the puppies..." He said. "Well I'll let you get to what you were doing. I need to talk to Logan." He told me before walking off. "You did it kid." I heard a voice behind me say. I turned and saw Deceit. "Oh hey Dee." I said. "You had him fall for you, you made him leave Thomas alone, you did the impossible." He said. "Good job." I smiled and looked at him. "Thank's slimy boi." I said punching his arm jokingly. "I'm not slimy..." He said a little upset. "I know just your nickname." I said walking off to Remus. "Keep doing what you're doing..." 10/4/19 CHAPTER 19 I kissed Remus and he just smiled. "I will love spending every moment with you." He told me. "I can't wait to see what the future holds for us." I giggled. "Well how should we fully celebrate?" Thomas asked. "We can play games and watch movie!" Remus said. It honestly surprised all of us, but me. "These games and movies you wish to play wouldn't b-" Roman was cut off by his brother." Beauty and the Beast and games like twister!" Remus said. "What ever you did to Remus I like it. Keep doing it (y/n)!" Patton said. Remus looked down. "Well I let him talk about his ideas and do different things with him so long as he acts appropriate with you guys. Other than that I love how he is. How his face lights up when he's talking and drawing his ideas and turning them into stuffed animals and everything. It's amazing what his mind comes up with." I started rambling about what I loved about Remus. Virgil was the one who stopped me."UHG! WHY WOULD YOU, SOME ONE SOOOOO NICE AND INNOCENT, WANT A MONSTER LIKE HIM?!" Virgil's voice boomed threw the whole room. I was taken aback and Remus held me now knowing my past. "Why did Belle fall for the beast?" Remus asked him. "I want the answer from (y/n), not you." Virgil snapped his head back to me. "You want to know why I love him? It's because I've been where he's been... alone, forgotten, yelled at, told I'm not wanted and am hated, I've put on a fake smile for the past ten years. I've been threw more then him as well! He knows and cares about my limits and I trust him to never hurt me!" At this point I was ready to cry. Virgil up and left and I ran to the bathroom. I shut the door and sat on the toilet before I started to cry. I curled up and let what I couldn't hold in, out. I heard a knock on the door, but all I could get out was a quite and unnoticeable go away. Remus came in anyways and started rubbing my back to calm me down. I heard someone tell Roman to go talk to Virgil, but I didn't know who it was. "Hey, I'm right here..." Remus said. I hugged him with such force we both came close to falling. "Shhhhh... it's alright. I've got you now." He whispered to me. Soon enough he started to sing my favorite song from Beauty and the Beast. I started singing too. We both stood up once I stopped crying and he put his hand to my cheek and gently rubbed it with his thumb. With one hand I held his hand to my cheek and with the other I placed on his wrist. He pulled me in and kissed me. We soon went back down stairs and we started playing Twister. "Left foot red!" Thomas called. "OUH!" I heard Roman fall."Looks like the Roman empire has fallen!" Remus said laughing. "Why would you kick me there of all places?" Roman asked his brother. "It was left foot red! What else was I suppose to do?" Roman got up and started laughing. "The Roman empire has fallen... Nice one." He said."But there will be pay back!" Remus chuckled at his brothers last remark. "Right hand blue!" Soon people were falling. Patton was first, then came Logan and when he came down he was laughing, I saw Patton smile at this. It was me and Remus left now. It would be a battle to see who stayed up the longest. 10/7/19 CHAPTER 20 "Right foot green!" I put my foot close to me as possibly as to not fall. "Left hand yellow!" Remus was on top of me and he had the biggest grin. "You drop on me and I'll punch you!" I told him joking around. "Left foot blue!" Thomas kept calling out what colours we had to be on. After a few minutes I was above Remus and was having trouble staying up. My arms started shaking."You know I'm gonna win. Might as well just fall." He said. I knew he was joking but I was determined to prove him wrong. "N-no! I'm gonna b-beat you and wi-win!" My arms were about to give out if I stayed like this for another moment and my legs were slipping. Remus must have seen this because when Thomas called out the colour Remus 'fell'. "I win? I win!" I was to exited to realize my arms finally gave out and I had fallen on top of Remus. "I've seen this before." He purred. I got up blushing."So how about the movie?" I asked. Patton jumped up putting the movie in. "I'll make some popcorn." Logan said getting up. After he got back, he handed us all bowels of popcorn and we started watching the movie. We sang every song and we joked and made comments about the movie. At one point Logan started pointing out all of the economic flaws. After three movies Patton had fallen asleep with his head on Logan. It was cute, but Patton had done it to all of us at one point. "Well, I guess I'll go check on Virgil... Congrats again on getting a perfect person to love you." Roman said before leaving. I saw Remus smile. I knew he was happy that his brother was actually happy for him. "I am NOT leaving so HELLO." Deceit said sinking out. "Night Deceit!" I called. I looked over at Thomas and he was passed out. "I'm taking Patton to bed then going to bed myself. Just put Thomas on the couch and throw a blanket on him. I don't trust you,Remus, and you, (y/n), aren't strong enough." Logan said sinking down. After we put Thomas on the couch we sank down. We didn't go to is room,but we were in the hall. "Can I show you around?" Remus asked. "Well, I'll be staying here so I would love too!"I said taking his hand. He started walking down the hall way and away from his room. We passed a yellow door."That's Double D's room." After that there was a red one, then a dark blue, light blue, purple, orange, and he stopped telling me who's rooms they were when we cam up to a large door. "You'll love this." He said taking me in. It was a large library. "So this is where Logan gets all his books..." Remus laughed at my thought. "No, this is where all Thomas' memories are stored." He went over to a date and opened the book. Suddenly we were there, seeing how Thomas met me for the first time. "I love watching this because you don't even know how you will fall in love, even when I fall for you over and over again..." He told me. I thought it was sweat, and then he finished. "Into a pool of blood and fingers!" He said happily. I smiled knowing that he was just being him. After we went into where I fell for him and we saw how our love had bloomed. 10/9/19 CHAPTER 21 We were laughing and having fun when Roman opened the door making everything disappear. "(Y/N) I need your help with Virgil, please."Roman was out of breath. "What's wrong?" I asked him. He couldn't form proper words, but I decided either way I would help. "Remus, I have to go." I told him. He looked down with sadness in his eyes. I had him look at me. "Hey, I just want to have everyone accept you and me being a thing... that's all." I told him. He finally looked me in the eyes. "I understand... just... I don't want to lose you in any way..." I smiled at him and gave him a kiss. "You will never lose me... I'll be back, I promise." I told him, soon running to Roman. "Let's go." I said and Roman lead the way. With each twist and turn of the hall we made it to an open room filled with thing that didn't look real. "This is the dream room... it's where one of us, but mostly me, take over and give Thomas his dreams. There is a room that contains his dreams and nightmares... That's where Virgil is..." Roman explained. I started to take a step in, but Roman grabbed me. "What?" I asked. "You could have fallen in to the lake of dreams... if you fell in there you would have had to get past three of Thomas' dreams, each getting worse by the end, just to get out." He told me. "Then how do we get over to Virgil?" Roman started looking around. "Ok so the bridge is gone, but do you trust me?" He asked. "As of you being my friend, yes..." I looked at him some what scared. "Close your eyes and imagine your best and most amazing dream then walk over to the way I tell you." He told me. "Are you crazy? You told me I'd fall in!" I was starting to panic. He grabbed a hold of me."It only works if you are awake. You will be sleep walking over it. That's why you have to trust me." He told me. I soon calmed down and did as he told me. As I was getting close to it my dream turned to a nightmare. My eyes opened and I was filled with panic. My body started falling threw the water. Right before I went under a hand latched on to mine. I was soon pulled out and I coughed up some water. "T-thank you..." I said to who ever helped me. I looked up and Virgil was there. "What were you thinking?" he asked me. "I was thinking of getting to you because I want to know what's going on and how I can help." I told him standing up. "Well you shouldn't..." He went back to what he was doing before. "Please, Virgil... what's wrong? everyone is worried..." I told him. "You really want to know?" His voice boomed throughout the room. "Yes because I care and if I didn't I wouldn't have risked coming, or helped princey." I told him. That had seemed to be good enough for him. "Fine..." His voice was back to normal and he sat down and told me everything. "That's why you don't like him? I'm sorry... but he's changed... I promise." I gave a reassuring smile to him. "I just don't want the others to be hurt by him like I was... I don't want someone I find like family to be hurt like him..." He said looking away. "He wont hurt anyone while I'm here. Ok? Now how do we get out of here?" I asked. "Wait... I...I'm sorry, but I need your help with something..." He told me. 10/14/19 CHAPTER 22 "Ok what's up?" I asked. Virgil looked down and had a slight blush on his cheeks. "I like, like princey, but... what if he doesn't like me like that? What if he hates me? What if-" I cut Virgil off before he can finish. "Hey, I know you are anxiety and all, but breath. I'll help you out, ok?" He nodded his head and let out a breath I don't think he knew he was holding. "Now... Come one lets get out of here." I said which lead us both to leave. "I'm gonna talk to Remus and Roman ok? I wont tell Roman, but I do have a plan so don't worry." Virgil gave me a smile and said his thanks before walking off. I went back to Roman and told him what happened. "Thank god panic at the everywhere is ok!" He examined. "Why do you call him that?" I asked him. He looked sheepishly down. "If I tell you this you can't tell anyone got it?" He asked. I nodded. "I really, really,really like him... yes I was a jerk in the past, but I have fallen for him..." He told me. "The ask him out." He looked at me with a face of fear. "I can't! He hates me!" I just nodded saying, "If you say so..." I then walked back to Remus. He ran over and hugged me. "I missed you!" I hugged him back. "I missed you too." I pulled back from him."Do you think you might want to help me get two people together?" I asked with a smirk. "I prefer tearing people apart, but if you wish to bring someone together I will help you." He said with a smile. "Ok, now here's the plan..." Me and Remus had just finished setting everything up. The notes were slipped under the doors of Virgil and Roman, the books of past memories were placed in order to be opened, and the last part was dancing to Sally and Jack's song. Remus and I were hiding as the two came out of their rooms and headed for the library. We followed them, but made sure not to be caught. Roman soon bumped into Virgil."Hot topic! What are you doing here?" He asked. "I came because I was told too..." He said."O-oh... Hey, there's another note." Roman went and picked it up reading it out loud."Open these books in the order they are in. Well then."Roman said. Virgil went and opened the first book. The two went threw each book and soon came to an end. The two were smiling and laughing. "Man, Virgil, I forgot about all those fun times we had! I wish we had more of them..." Roman laughed. Virgil looked up. "Yeah Princey. Who knew you would hit on me all the time." Virgil looked down with a slight blush on him. "Yeah... a-about that... I..." Virgil cut Roman off before he could finish. "Roman I-I love you...." Virgil then realized what he said and started to leave. Roman grabbed his arm and brought Virgil back only to kiss him. "I love you too." Roman said after pulling back. Logan walked in and before the two could see I grabbed Logan and pulled him over to hide. I put a finger to my lips to signal to be quite. "Why?What's going on?" He whispered. "Me and Remus got Virgil and Roman together and they are kissing right now."I told him. He took a peek over at the two and turned back. "Well then. You two did well... Might I ask for your help then?" He asked. Remus and me looked at each other. "Patton?" We asked tuning back. 10/26/19 CHAPTER 23 "How did you know?" Logan asked us. "Dude it's obvious like how you wear glasses." I told him. "Well then. You know I'm not good with emotions and as you see I know a lot, but have no clue how to ask Patton out." He told us. We both nodded. "Well this will be easy." I said. "Logan, we will make sure you two will be happily together in no time. Trust us." I gave a smile to Logan. "I trust you... Remus doesn't have my full trust..." He told me. "Understandable." Remus said. After I told Logan our plan we went to bed. I was lying in bed when Remus sat up. "Why do we keep helping the others? They really have done nothing to help us." He said. "Because if we want to help them then they can be just as happy as us. Imagine never meeting me." I told him. "That is a worse thought than anything I could ever say or do..." He told me. I rolled over to face him. "That's why I want to help them." He looked down and finally understood. "Ok..." I kissed him and he lied down next to me pulling me in. "Goodnight my beauty.~" He whispered. "Good night my stinky boi." I said drifting off to sleep. We awoke and set the time for the visit for the animal shelter. We were sending Logan on a date with Patton to an animal shelter after breakfast. We made sure that Patton would not have an allergic reaction to the cats there. Logan made himself a cup of tea and sat down. Patton came hopping down and sat next to Logan. "Ah, Patton, good morning. Would you like to go to an animal shelter today?" Logan asked. Patton's face light up with happiness. "Really Logan?!" His smile made me smile. "Well yes. You are wanting to go right?" Logan asked. Patton nodded his head. "Great then it's a date." Patton's smile grew bigger. "That was you asking me out? Logie bear I've been waiting for to long!" Patton said hugging Logan. "Y-you have?" Logan asked. "Yeah! I've liked you for a long time now." Patton and Logan smiled and hugged. Logan looked back at us and mouthed a 'thank you'. We smiled and nodded. "See that feels good doesn't it? I asked Remus. "Yeah it does. Next time let's not tho." He said jokingly. I giggled. "Ok, well what do you want to do today?" I asked him. He looked down."Well, we could go watch a movie, or play a round of twister in b-" I stopped him. "A movie sounds fun. What movie?" I asked him. "We could do a horror movie..." He sounded disappointed by the fact I shut him down about his 'game'. "There is the It chapter 2 movie that came out." I told him. He smiled and nodded. "It's only in theaters though." I told him. "We can still go!" He was exited. "Ok, but I would suggest wearing normal close to go see it. I'd love to see you in something normal to tell if I hate it or love it more then your normal cloths." He smiled and went to change. I honestly didn't want him to be hurt by others words for the way he looked, but either way I loved him. He came out wearing a pair of jeans and a block shirt with green stripes. He came over to me and hooked my arm with his. "Let's go my love." He said. "Alright." I said giggling, and then we left for the movies. 10/26/19 CHAPTER 24 Remus and me had just gotten out from seeing the new It movie and were laughing. "I can't believe that made me jump and that twist at the end! Oh my- god...." My excitement turned into fear. "Well I can't blame you for not seeing that coming." Remus started laughing. I soon tugged on his arm. "C-can we please l-leave now?" I asked. He looked down and saw the terror in my face. "What's wrong?" He asked. I could tell he was truly worried. "I-I..." Soon enough some one grabbed me from behind. "Miss me?" He asked letting me go. "N-no... You can rot in hell for all I care D-Devin!" I went to grab Remus to leave, but Devin grabbed my wrist. "I thought you loved me!" He some what yelled. "(Y/N) who is he?" Remus had venom in his voice, but it wasn't towards me. "Devin... he's my ex..." Remus was furious. "Hands off of (y/n), they aren't yours..." He said gently grabbing me and walking off. Remus took me outside and sat me down on a near by bench. "Are you ok? Did he hurt you? I hope I didn't scare you, did I?" He asked. I simply hugged him and whispered, "I'm fine... Just lets leave please." He nodded. "I thought he was in jail?" Remus asked. I checked my phone seeing my friend had texted me twenty-five text all in panic. "(B/F/N) texted me during the movie to tell me he was let out..." I was scared, but I felt safe with Remus. We soon left and I thought we would be safe from then on. Sadly I was wrong. Devin had come up behind Remus and hit him in the head. Remus rubbed his head and turned around. "Now this is where the fun begins!" Remus had a smile of someone ready to kill. "Oh I'm not scared of you!" Devin started throwing punches. Remus found Devin growing tired so he took his chance. He put on a face that I couldn't see, but Devin was terrified. "P-please don't kill me..." Devin begged Remus. "Oh I'n not gonna kill you..." Remus started. "Oh thank you, thank you so m-" Remus stopped him. "I'm just going to hurt you, really,really bad." Devin was terrified of what would happen. Remus soon got his hands on a rabid raccoon. Remus had a wicked smile. "This is a rabid raccoon... He's going down your pants!" Remus shoved the raccoon down the front of Denis' pants causing Denis to scream and run around. Remus picked me up and ran back to the house. "Why did you do that?" I asked him. "Well I knew you would be mad if I killed him so that was off the list... and besides, the raccoon isn't rabid... I only said it was to give him a good scare." He gave me a smile. We soon go to the front door and he set me down before going in. "Thank you..." I told him. "You might have scared him off for good." I giggled. "Anything for you, Beauty..." He leaned down and kissed me. I would have been crazy not to kiss back so I did. His kisses always had some form of saliva that would always get on me, but I didn't care. I loved his wet sloppy kisses because they were real. He then took my hand and lead me inside. After Thomas said hi and we chit chatted, Remus and I went back to his room. "Hey Remus...let's have some fun tonight." I said which gave him a big smile. 10/28/19 CHAPTER 25   Warning: Cussing, fun, time skips, Remus, and of course a happy ending for all. :)              It was Halloween and the sides had dressed up in their costumes ready to go trick or treating. I went as Remus because him and the sides had chosen to do partner costumes, so why not make an excuse to wear his cloths? Thomas was  Spider-man, Deceit and Remus went as Georgie and Pennywise, Virgil and Roman was Jack and Sally, then Patton and Logan was the Cheshire cat and the white rabbit. "So we have everyone and everything, correct?" Thomas asked. "You forgot something..." Virgil said. "A bag! We need a bag for candy!" I chimed in. Logan held up a bag. "I have grabbed a few just in case." We all nodded and headed out. "So there is a Halloween party at midnight, right?" Patton asked. "Yeah my friend (b/f/n) is hosting it. There will be a contest and games!" I was excited. They came back to see all their old friends for Halloween and decided to throw a party. We all went to the first house and Thomas knocked."Trick-or-treat!" We all said when the man opened the door. "Aren't you all a little to old for this?" He asked in a rude tone. "You're never to old to have fun!" Roman snapped back. The man grew angry and shut the door. We kept walking though. He wouldn't ruin our night of fun. We all skipped over to the next house and received candy this time.          After we hit all the houses we went back to Thomas' house and pored out our candy. "I'll trade you a kit-kat for (y/f/c) (Your favorite candy.)" Remus said to Virgil. "Make it two." Virgil was making a tight deal. "Done!" Remus handed over his candy. "I will give my candy corn to anyone with out a trade!" Patton said. Patton never liked candy corn and no one knew why. It was odd for him to not like candy. "Hey call me weird, but I'll take it all!" I said knowing Remus loved the stuff. Everyone including Remus, which surprised me, gave me their candy corn. "Ok I will trade anything for (y/f/c), I'll even give you my leg!" Remus said as he took off one of his legs. Patton and Virgil started freaking out causing Thomas to panic. "Remus, babe, please put your leg on." I looked at him and he smiled. "As you wish." He put his leg back on. It ended with Logan just taking all the healthy stuff we all got, Patton got the rest of Logan's, but Logan told him not to eat it all in one month like last time, Deceit kept all his, Virgil got all the sour candies and hard to chew candies, then Roman got the chocolates and any other thing that had chocolate on it, Thomas had a mix of candy, but mostly his favorite candies were in it, Remus got all my favorite candy before I could get any, but I had all of the candy corn. I was mostly planing to give it to him.         We all went back to our rooms to relax for a while before the party started. "Hey, baby cakes..." I turned to see Remus holding out his bag of candy. "What's this?" I asked. "It's your favorite candy, silly!" He said merrily. I giggled handing him the candy I got for him. "You know I would kiss you, but I don't want to mess up your make-up." I told him. He didn't care and started to kiss me. We pulled back."Your make-up is messed up..." I said sadly. "I can fix it before we leave again, just like how you can was it off later."He went and started kissing me again. Soon one kiss turned into a make out session. I soon pulled back and checked the time. "Ok... we need to fix out make-up cus we'll have to leave soon." I told him. He kissed me one more time and got up going to the bathroom. I followed and saw how the make-up affected my face. I cleaned my face after laughing and fixed up my make-up. I looked over at Remus who was applying more lip stick. "You ready?" I asked him. He nodded and we meet up with the others.         We were all at the party now. Patton and Logan were talking, Thomas was talking to a guy, Roman and Virgil were dancing, somewhat. Remus was chit chatting with my friend, I was happy the two were getting along. As for me I was eating, there was honestly nothing better to do. I saw Remus look back at me and smile. I smiled back at which point he made sure his back was towards me. He pulled something out and showed (b/f/n) it. He slipped it back in and started talking to them, always taking a look over to me to me to see if I had moved. Soon enough I got up and joined them. "Hey! How's my favorite little friend?" (B/F/N) asked. "Well I'm having fun if that's what you mean." I laughed. "Hey we'll be starting some games here soon!" My friend told me. I gave a smile to them and everyone quieted down as Roman had asked them too. Virgil was in front of him, and he got down on one knee. "Virgil, my love... Will you be my dark and stormy night forever and marry me?" Roman asked pulling out a ring. Virgil slightly panicked, but said yes and hugged Roman. I watched the two kiss in happiness. I didn't see Remus turn his back on me and look at something. We ended that night with the most fun we've all had.         It was soon Christmas and everyone sat down to open presents. "Awwww you bought us all sweaters! I love mine, (y/n)!" Patton exclaimed. Virgil actually put his on and smiled. Deceit surprisingly got us all something. "They are well..." He started. "Friendship bracelets!" I put the one for me one and hugged him. "Thanks Dee! I love it!" Everyone else loved theirs two. Remus started pulling out a box that was tiny and had green wrapping paper out of his shirt, but Logan stopped everyone. "Patton, I believe you should open this one next. It's from me." He handed Patton the box and Patton opened it. Tears swelled in his eyes and a smile that was bigger then the rings on Jupiter. "What's in it?" Roman asked. "'Will you marry me Patton?' Oh Logie bear of course I will!" Patton hugged Logan and for someone who doesn't smile, Logan had a big smile on his face. I saw Remus put the box back in his shirt and look down in disappointment. We all celebrated for the now two happy couples. Remus pulled out more boxes for everyone, giving them all little stuffed animals.          It was two in the morning and I couldn't sleep. A million thoughts kept me awake. I got out of bed and started walking around the palace. My bare feet hit the cold ground as I went to the memories library. I scanned threw each book and found the one on where me and Remus first fell in love. I went to the next book and the next book and then I came upon the one from Halloween night. I watched it as Roman asked Virgil to marry him and that is when I saw Remus turn away. I looked closer at him and saw that he had a pain in his eyes. Then I remembered Christmas. Both of those times some one was asked to forge their love as one and become married. Did he think I would never want that? "What are you doing in here so late?" I heard a voice call from behind me. "Oh uh... I can't sleep..." I told them truthfully. I turned and saw Logan. "You should be getting at least eight or more hours of sleep. If something is troubling you to the point you can't sleep you can talk to me." He told me. "I'm fine, but thanks Logan." I gave a fake smile to him."I'm going to bed now." I told him. I gave him a quick hug and left for bed. I was there again, lying in Remus' bed, not being able to sleep. I didn't get any sleep that night causing me to pass out during a game.         It was now Valentine day. Remus asked to go on a walk with me and I agreed. "To the wood's we go then!" He smiled at me. There was no doubt I loved him. There was also no doubt that I knew something would happen. We walked in and he started his little talk. "You know I love you right? Do you remember how I said I would never marry?" He asked. I nodded my head. "Well I was going to do this on Hallow's eve, but then Roman and Virgil, then I was prepared to do it on Christmas, then Logan did it, so I'm asking you now..." He got down on one knee and held my hand. "There is only one thing I would change about you... and that's your last name." He said. He pulled out a ring and waited. He looked like he was expecting a no or a slap in the face, but I tackled him down with a hug and kisses. "Yes! I've waited too long to hear that!" I couldn't stop myself from kissing him, but it didn't matter because he kissed me back.         We all set our wedding dates the same. Halloween of that year. Logan did the normal tux and the others including myself put on a costume. Patton, Virgil, and I had linked arms to walk down the isle. Each step made Virgil panic, but Patton and I reassured him every thing would be grate. We each made it to our future husbands and listened to our vows. People clapped and cheered. Each of us kissed as was told too, none of us wanted to break apart. The flowers were tossed and Thomas caught one and my bestie caught two. I laughed at the sight of it. The one's who were wedded started the dancing. Remus glided me around and if I stepped on his toes he didn't care, just as long as he danced with me. Remus and I snuck out of the building and went to were the garden was. Roses were still in bloom surprisingly, and as I was looking at them Remus pulled something out. He pressed the play button and our song came on. "Might I have this dance Beauty?" He asked. I took his hand as Tale as old as Time played. "Only if you'll love me forever." I said slowly dancing with him. We swayed back and forth, he even picked me up to swing me. I felt as though this night could never end. we continued to dance in the moonlight and the song slowly came to an end. "Tale as old as time, song as old as rhyme. Beauty and~ the beast~"  The music started to stop just as we stopped dancing. "I will love you until the day I die, and even then I wont stop loving you." He said kissing me. I kissed him back and we stayed like that for a few minutes, almost never to pull apart. 10/29/19 Published on 10/31/19  pages: 5.3 words: 2028 This is the last chapter. I just want to say thank you to everyone who read this, loved this, hated this, and commented on this. I love all of you and can't wait to start writing my next book. I don't know what It will be, whether it's a sequal to this or a new book entirely. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, this book, and everything in between. I love you all and have a lovely night. (I put together each chapter so that others may read the whole book if they wish, I love you all, I hope to write more for you guys soon. I love you and have a lovely night!)

[the-only-straight-fander]

Sweetest Desire

Pairing: Remy Sanders x Emile Sanders

Mentioned: Roman Sanders x Virgil Sanders and Patton Sanders x Logan Sanders

Warnings: Gun violence, blood, arguing

Original author: @petrichor-passions

Remy had never planned on becoming involved with the mob. When he opened Verdant, he never really expected to draw that sort of crowd. But, as the years passed, it became normal. His business typically acted as a safe spot for members to have a drink and listen to some good music. As more time passed, he became more involved. He had done some not good things. But, he was on the good side and even considered a good friend of “The Devil” — Logan Decker. 

He had hired Virgil, his cousin, a few months after opening. He had no idea what that decision would mean for him in the future. 

—

“Dr. Picani, you really should stop by the bar sometime,” Virgil suggested as they finished his session. “I mean, even counselors go out for drinks, right?”

“First, Virgil, how many times have I told you to call me Emile? Second, I might take you up on that offer soon.”

Virgil gave a small smile as he departed from the office. 

Emile had made this city his home soon after earning a doctorate in psychology. Ever since then, he’s had a small office right by the “bad side of town.” However, he hated that term. People were people. No matter where they came from. He saw people and couples from all walks of life. His only goal was to help people. 

—

Remy had seen many things when it came to his bar. Shootouts? Sure. Passionate make out sessions? Of course. A man wearing a cardigan, drinking a water and treating this spot like your average social gathering place?  That’s a new one. 

He slid behind the bar and over to his cousin, who was talking to the mystery man. 

“Oh, hey, Remy. This is my friend Dr. Emile Picani.” There was a notion of pride in his tone. 

“Remy?! You’re Virgil’s boss cousin, right? Cousin boss?” He beamed a bright smile in the midst of all this noise. He extended his hand over the tabletop. 

That smile stunned Remy’s closed off heart. How did he do that? He had known this Dr. Emile Picani for less than a minute.  Why did he forget how to breathe for a split second?

He pulled himself from his thoughts and returned the gesture. “Remy, the cousin boss,” he ended with a smirk. “We don’t get a lot of doctors around here.” 

“Well, I’m happy to be one of the first!”

Of course he was. 

Virgil interrupted, “Emile, I can’t wait for you to see Patton perform. He’s amazing.”

—

Over the next couple of months, Emile became a more common customer. Virgil always made sure Remy knew of his arrival. Virgil, and nearly every regular of Verdant, saw the spark between the two. 

It was always hard to watch this from the mob perspective. Everyone involved in the group had done it at one point or another. That’s why so many refused to admit to it. They had fallen for an “innocent.” One who had no connection to the mob. 

These days, there were rumors even the Devil had fallen for one. 

It most always ended in tragedy. Many settled for loneliness rather than heartbreak. They could have any member they wanted. But, it could never be that easy, could it?

Everyone had seen the change in Remy. He was softer around his new “friend.” No one dared to say anything though. 

—

They hadn’t gone on any dates and they were far from “official.” But, Remy had taken to walking Emile home from work nearly every day. As it became more of a ritual, so did holding hands. 

Remy was always rather quiet on these walks. He’d take in the sunset, the slight breeze, and finally, everything about Emile. His smile that seemed never faltering. How his hair moved in the breeze. The warmth of his hand. His voice. Oh his voice. The excitement that never left. He’d ramble about his day or Avatar or his favorite Disney movies and it would sound like music to Remy. 

He couldn’t deny the color that rose in his cheeks anymore. His life wasn’t so beautifully mundane, except when he was with him. Maybe his feelings would have to be left unspoken forever but if it kept Emile safe, it was absolutely worth it. 

Sometimes, when Remy felt comfortable enough, he’d let formalities slip away. An “Em” or, his favorite for the most endearing moments, “Pixie” would grace his lips. Emile always giggled when it happened. 

At the end of one of their now regular walks, they reached Emile’s porch. Remy, despite the risks of both danger and rejection, couldn’t just look at his lips anymore. 

Stupid. Idiotic. Dangerous. 

Emile was talking about something, maybe a light going out in his office that he needed to get replaced. It was the only time Remy didn’t care. He couldn’t focus enough to care. 

Emile has turned to unlock his door. 

“Well, I’ll see you tomorrow, right?”

When he didn’t get an answer, he turned back around. “Right, Rem?”

Remy was biting his lip. 

“Are you ok, Remy?”

Remy’s eyes flickered to Emile’s lips. Without thinking, the words fell out of his mouth. “I love you.”

His counterpart gasped in response. 

Shit. 

He had messed up. It was too soon, he had taken things the wrong way. The risk meant nothing. 

Then, Emile’s lips collided with his. Only for a few seconds but, Remy took in everything. The feeling, the warmth, the smell. 

“I love you too, Remy,” he earned back in the form of a whisper. 

~~~

They were a few days short of being together for a month (secretly, of course). Remy was planning to talk to Emile. Really. He wanted to give him an out. Emile didn’t have to risk everything and get involved with the mob just for Remy. But, it was so nice. To have something, more accurately, someone normal. So, he selfishly avoided the topic. Until it was too late. 

This was the first time he’d ever seen Emile truly angry. 

“Remy, what the hell?! Y’know the first time there was a shootout, a shootout,” he repeated for emphasis, “at your bar, I let it slide. I thought ‘it’s a bar on the bad side of town, it’s bound to happen once.’ but twice?!”

Remy interrupted him hesitantly, “Eleven,” he revealed with a sigh. 

“WHAT?!”

“Em, I- What happened last night marks the eleventh time a shootout has happened at my bar.”

For the first time since they had met, Emile was speechless. He huffed out a laugh and an “unbelievable...” before turning to his desk. 

“Pix-Em- Emile,” he stammered out as he reached for his boyfriend’s shoulder, the doctor flinched away. “Just, let me explain...”

Emile turned to face him again, there were tears brimming his eyes. Remy wanted to shoot himself for being the person who put them there. 

He earned a gesture that signaled for him to continue. 

“Listen, Emile, I wanted to tell you this for a long time, a really, really long time but, I was selfish and didn’t want to lose you. But, you deserve better-“

“Rem, quit stalling and just tell me.”

The coldness of Emile’s tone shocked Remy but, he knew he deserved it. “I-I’m in league with the mob.” At this point he had stopped looking at the other man. He moved his hand through his hair before continuing, “I have been since a few months after opening Verdant. I work with them and things... shootouts, happen. Bad things happen. That’s why I didn’t tell you, because if you knew, that would put you in danger. And- And I wanted you safe. Em, I’ve done bad things, for what I always pray are good reasons. But,” he bit his lip as he finished, “you deserve to decide if you want to be with me and I’m sorry for taking away your choice for so long.”

Their eyes met. 

Remy could tell Emile was thinking of how to respond. 

Emile looked away, looked down, then looked back at his boyfriend. 

Here it comes. 

“Remy, do you know why I do what I do?” the doctor asked in soft and patient tone.  

Of course he did. They had talked about it on their third walk. 

“To help people.”

“To help people,” he repeated before continuing, “Remy, nearly every patient I see has had their life impacted by the mob. And not in a good way! Innocent people pay the ultimate price for your actions every single day!”

Remy started to cower in shame, “Em, it’s not-“

The other man’s tone reverted to anger, “Are you seriously trying to defend yourself right now?! I know that life isn’t black and white, Rem, but, there is right and there is wrong! You or the mob can’t be the one who decides which is which!”

“We don’t!” Remy finally shouted back. “We don’t decide which is which. The mob is more than just a hoard of criminals. It’s a family! And, without the mob, this city would be hopeless!” He paused for a moment and made himself regain his composure, “We control crime, at least we try to. And, because of what we do, retaliation happens, hence the shootouts. Em,” They were both crying now, thin streams of tears ran down both their faces, “we try our hardest to save innocent lives. The mob wants peace and safety and love... just like everybody else.”

They both looked at their feet. 

Emile wipes his tears away before speaking up, his voice was rough from the yelling and crying, “Rem, I love you, but, I need some time — Some time to figure things out and wrap my head around this.”

“Ok,” Remy returned softly before leaving the office. 

~~~

Remy sighed as he looked down at himself. He was wearing a plain white 

t-shirt and black jeans. The mundane ensemble was brought together by his leather jacket. 

Emile always loved when he wore it. Hence the sigh. 

It had been nearly three weeks since... everything. He wanted so badly to see his smile again, hear his laugh, hold his hand. But, he couldn’t decide when Emile was ready. Maybe this was the punishment for his selfishness. 

He was stirred from his thoughts by Virgil knocking on his office door. His cousin was always sure to be at least ten minutes early to his shift. 

“Hey, Virge, what do you need?”

“Um, I don’t know how to say this so I’m just gonna say it, Emile just texted me. He’s gonna be here any minute.”

Shit. 

Remy scrambled out of his chair and down the stairs. 

Virgil couldn’t help but snicker. 

“Shut up!”

“How can I? It’s been three weeks and he’s still got you perfectly wrapped around his finger.”

As they reached the bottom of the staircase and headed towards the main room, Remy gave him a fierce look. 

Virgil jokingly put his hands up in surrender, “Not that I’m judging. It’s just... cute.”

Remy rolled his eyes as he entered through the back of the bar. He spotted Emile almost instantly. 

He was wearing Remy’s favorite tie and cardigan pairing as he walked through the front door. 

Emile made his way through the crowd and landed at the bar after about two minutes. 

“Hi, Virgil!”

There was that smile again. In that moment, Remy didn’t care that it wasn’t directed at him. It was just so nice to see it, him, again. 

“Hi, Emile, I’m guessing you two need a minute?”

The latter mentioned gave Virgil a smile knowing smile. 

Then, everything was a blur. Shots rang out through the building. People had started screaming. There was a yelling of orders. 

Remy had jumped over the bar and grabbed Emile. “Stay here with Virgil!”

The two proceeded to sit down behind the bar. 

Remy ran straight (ha) into the action. He pulled a gun out of his top jacket pocket. Firing strategically, the chaos finished in a few minutes. 

He took a sigh of relief. He made eye contact with Logan, who gave him a nod. It was over. 

At least, he thought it was. 

He made it over to the bar with a little smirk on his face. He had hope that the night would end with him walking Emile home. That hope, however, was crushed when a heartbreaking scene greeted his eyes. 

Virgil had just ended a call and Emile was slumped against the wall of the bar, blood seemingly pouring out of his abdomen. 

How could he not have noticed?

He all but fell to Emile’s side. Virgil then left, Remy would find out later it was to be able to lead the ambulance crew to Emile. 

He put his hand on his boyfriend’s wound. The panic and intensity of the situation set in. 

A soft grunt of pain came from Emile’s lips.

“Hey, Pixie, you just look at me and you’re gonna be fine. I promise.”

Shallow, quick breaths were the response he was given. The look in Emile’s eyes shattered his cold heart into a million pieces. 

He moved his free hand through the doctor’s hair. Tears fell freely. "I’m right here, Em. You just gotta stay right here, with me. Ok?”

“‘m s...,” Emile breathed out. If you weren’t right next to him, you wouldn’t tell he had even made a noise. 

“Don’t-Don’t you dare apologize, baby. You just need to stay awake.”

Emile slowly moved his hand to cover Remy’s. "R’m...”

“I love you, too, Em. Just hold on, please, Pixie, please...”

Remy heard the ambulance team enter through the door. 

—

The Devil wasn’t one for hospitals. The mob and the hospital didn’t exactly mix. But, Logan Decker wasn’t here for himself. He was here for one of his very few close friends. 

Dr. Emile Picani was currently in surgery. No one knew if he was going to survive or not. But, Logan, his bodyguard, Virgil, and a dozen other mobsters, waited alongside Remy for the answer. 

Remy was sitting alone in the corner of the waiting room, blood still covering his hands. Logan approached him and took the seat next to him. 

They sat in silence for a few minutes. 

“Remy, what do you desire?”

Both of them knew exactly what he was asking. 

“I want them all dead.”

Logan nodded and gestured to a couple of his men. He stood, placed a hand on Remy’s shoulder sympathetically and took his leave.

He had a mission to finish.

[acrobaticcatfeline]

The Legend of Beowulf (Villain!Logan AU) Chapter One!!!

Word Count: 9583

TW: ok so swearing, abuse, torture, violence, Deceit, assassination attempt, homophobia mentioned once, oh heres a big one, XENOPHOBIA! Sort of the premise of the story. If I missed anything LMK

Notes: So. I made this idea in 2018. It was an April fools headcannon. The story board idea has 271 notes. I started writing this days after the idea was posted, and I’ve been drawing the characters just as long. I haven’t looked at this story since November. I’ve spent the last three hours editing it, which is new, I rarely edit more than for spelling and grammar. But here it is my friends. the original headcannon post is here if you want to read it! I hope you enjoy!

Pairings: You’ll figure it out.

Summary: “They lied. Of course, they lied.” Logan Beowulf was a villain. A criminal, despicable. He had released other criminals onto the streets, he had kidnapped the prince, but was that the whole story? Or perhaps is the truth buried under curses and banishment's and fear? Truth be told, he was the aftermath of a scared child in a world where he was alone. He just wanted to fit in, and he found out the hard way that wasn’t possible.

They lied. Of course, they lied. The king and queen, they are despicable, they don’t care what they do to me. I brought back their son whom they don’t deserve at all. I guess this is what it’s like to be the villain in the storybooks. Only these rulers don’t know the meaning of mercy. They aren’t noble and good, they are cruel and uncaring. Why would they though? To them I’ve always been the dangerous powerless Logan Rainier. But I’ve grown. They turned my parents into monsters who threw me away at the drop of a hat, they turned my one friend into an unfeeling fiend in their army, and they turned me into Logan Beowulf.

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I was 10 when they banished me. Of course I knew it was coming, I was well aware that the thought of technology horrified the royals, but when you live in a world of magic and happiness and you have neither of those requirements, its likely for you to find entertainment elsewhere. I made gadgets. Little gears assembled just so that the little figure would walk. A pulley system and clamp to grab a snack from the top shelf. Such simple things shook the king with fear. They visited my house one morning as I had expected. The king surveyed me as if I was some new creature never seen before. When he was done I was sent to my room which was my que.

I grabbed all of my contraptions and all the pieces I used to create, my closet and bedding, which I had made to collapse into a small box, my secret stash of a month’s rations, a first aid kit, and plenty of paper and drawing utensils. I managed to fit all of it into my backpack and put on my favorite jacket and hat as well as some gloves. My friend, before he joined the king’s army, told me that when I turned 10 the king would come to send me away. I had been preparing for this day and I knew that I would have to say goodbye to my home, but I didn’t belong here.

               -

A decade ago today was when that all happened. Now my 20th birthday surprise was to be beheaded by that same ruthless man, I had fallen into his trap, he had said surrender did he have no honor, At least that’s what I thought. The king routinely came down to torture me into submission. He burnt and shocked and stabbed me to get me to tell him where my home was. He used my parents as ammunition. He used my old friend who had been the one to apprehend me. He couldn’t do it, I haven’t cared for a living thing in this country in a decade. He wants my anti-magic gadgets to work again. The ones I had sold to apprehend villains, the ones I had shut down shortly before being caught. He wants my technology that he’s been shunning since I was born, and I won’t give it to him.

After a good month has passed, the prince came to see me. That young prince, only 15, who I had kidnapped. The young prince who I never touched. The young prince, the fine piece of china that I dare not break lest I become like his father. The young prince, Roman in name, whom I fell in love with. It was despicable of me, he's but a child, but he's the only person to listen to me and understand me for several years, twas near the only choice and still yet I would die by his hand. Such a pity one so young would be brought to bloodshed. Alas he would achieve all his dreams through it, and I dare not stop him.

“ah, I see the king finally stepped up his game. What are you here for boy? Are you the one here to finally kill me? I hope so, I can’t stand being stuck here any longer. How shall you do it boy? Shall you stab me through the heart like a valiant? Or shall you burn me to death? Oh, so many options for you, young prince. You’ll be viewed a hero just as you’ve always yearned no matter how you do it, I suppose. Oh, how I love suspense in a good story! You’ll finally vanquish your very own villain Roman, aren’t you excited?!” I say in complete sincerity. This kid deserves to be a hero. I look at him awaiting his answer.

“Lo-I mean, mutant, that is not your designated fate,” I gawk at him. “you are to become the personal servant to the king.” I pull against my restraints for the first time since I was placed here.

“wait, what?! No no no, I can’t be a servant! This must be a mistake!!! Roman I should be dying today! Since when has the king ever given mercy?! No, this is not mercy, this is a fate worse than death!!! Roman you can’t let this happen, being kept alive in this castle means pain and bloodshed! They’ll torture me til the day I die!!! I’ve been evil but I don’t deserve this!!! Please Roman, please just kill me!!! You’ll be the hero! The one you’ve dreamt of! You’ll save your father from the dissent of his decision! I swear to you this palace, this kingdom will be better off with me dead!!!” I scream. I can feel my voice break in fear and pain that I had been subduing. I can’t live my life a slave to the cruel king. Roman is fair and just! He must see reason! He knows this is a heinous punishment!

“I cannot do that Loga-mutant. All punishments fall in the king’s power. He wants you to be dressed and brought to him, which is my job,” he releases my bonds and hands me soft clothes, likely cotton. He also sets a bucket of water with soap and a rag next to me. “Here m’lord, please get washed up and changed, if you require any assistance, I shall be right over here.”

I weep for a good couple of minutes as I rub off the dirt and sweat that had accumulated on my skin, much of it having been absorbed into open wounds, I'm surprised I've lasted this long, before stepping into the soft outfit which turned out to be rather simply some under garments, black pants, and a long blue and black tunic. As I stand I stumble, my legs refusing to remember their use. The prince rounds the corner once again and offers his hand. I steady myself on my own before gesturing for him to lead me to our destination.

Before long we make it to the throne room where I’m told to bow. Although I have lost, I will never bow to this beast voluntarily. Of course, one of the guards ends up forcing me down.

“you are an invaluable addition to my guard Virgil; I hope you know that you are to become the head guard when our old friend dies.” I shudder when I realize that my childhood friend is to be in charge of the guard of such an awful king. I hear Virge grunt in assent to the king’s proclamation.

“mutant boy do you know why you have been summoned?” the king speaks to me at last. I nod with a grimace on my face.

“well of course your majesty, unlike you, your son is competent. I have been summoned to serve a punishment greater than death due to your absolute contempt of me. Also, might I add that I am to be 20 today, and not only is your second birthday surprise far worse than your first, but that also makes me most definitely not a boy, but a man.” I hiss out all in one breath. The look on the king’s face is disgusted and appalled and I smirk in response.

“you should be grateful that I spared you mutant. You shall not speak to your king this way.” I smirk even more.

“I apologize, I’m just saying that it would be a far better present to be killed by your son. To both of us I’m sure, Roman seems to want that seat of yours more than life itself, if he became a hero for killing me? That would make his year. Oh, your boy is not deserved by you. No one in this vile kingdom deserves the right to even know your son. I do hope you don’t do to him as you forced my parents to do to me. He is a gift. And you are not my king.” The hall goes silent. Roman straightens up and puts up a façade. The king and queen do the same. Not a sound is made, even the birds outside took the hint.

“how dare thee. How dare you think you know anything about my son.” I smile genuinely.

“oh, I dunno, maybe he feels the same about you as I do. Maybe he told me his aspirations of being seen as a hero. Or his hope that he will one day impress you. Maybe he told me he’s scared of being alone and that’s why he never complains when in company. Maybe he told me that he wanted to make your kingdom a better place. Or how you mentally abuse him because you believe that you must not have empathy or emotions as a ruler. Maybe he told me how you are trying to turn him as sociopathic as you and your wife are. Or maybe, just maybe, I’m really good at storytelling. I don’t know your son, but I know that a boy as quiet and reserved as yours must have something to say. I didn’t hurt your son your majesty. I didn’t try to in the slightest. Your son is someone your kingdom needs, and I can’t wait til you die, and your people finally see it.” I say before ducking to keep from getting hit over the head by the husk of a boy I knew.

“you do not speak that way in the royal presence. Didn’t you learn anything in schooling?” Virgil speaks harsh and robotic. I clench my jaw before hissing my response.

“you know, I didn’t get that much time to learn that because, as you might recall Virge, I only had 5 years of it before getting banished. I’m sorry my schooling didn’t prepare me to have to face the three people in my life getting brainwashed by the king.” The king stands up abruptly.

“VIRGIL!!! Take the mutant to his quarters. I want him out of my sight for the moment being. Teach him some manners while you’re at it. I will send your prince to retrieve him when needed. You are dismissed.”

-

4 and a half years. 4 and a half years of this eternal prison and I near died by the king’s hand at least 1000 times. Makes sense, I’m not the most loyal of subjects, and I’m not easily brainwashed into it. while living there I meet Patton, a very nice person, untainted by the king’s evil, and somehow has kept himself from tainting the king’s meals. He is the head chef and ends up sneaking me food most days. However, the king has started to weaken, it looks as if he’ll die before the year ends, leaving our young prince at 19 years old is looking for a suitor, and those he enjoys his father hates, and those his father enjoys he hates. The past half year is the most I’ve ever heard the boy talk. The last time he spoke this much was when I had kidnapped him. the boy is a chatter box when not in the company of others. I assume his father had instilled the proverb, children are to be seen not heard, into him. The prince is seen more as a trophy than as a person by most everyone. I’ve fallen into routine of serving the king his meals, getting lashed for most anything, going and being magicked back to health, rinse and repeat with varying severity.

Then my simple routine is disrupted.

Roman comes to my quarters in the morning per usual but has a different outfit for me to put on than he’s ever brought me before. “hurry and change, we’re uh, the king is waiting for thee,” he stated hurriedly and unsure.

As I change I realize just how odd my outfit is. I’m given tight, form fitting, black leggings, a short black tunic with golden accents, black tied shoes, and a large black cloak big enough to hide me and more. If the all black wasn’t suspicious enough, who in their right mind would give a tunic lined with gold to a simple slave? I open the door to head to the king, when Roman pushes in and shuts the door behind him.

“your highness, what are you doing? I must get to thy king post haste lest I get lashed!” I speak in a formal tone as I’ve been instructed to do with members of the royal family, even as I start getting frantic, the king gets testy when I get there late. He starts messing with my goggles that I made to improve my eyesight before shaking his head.

“I’ll cover for you. I want to, er, try something, can I take these off of you for a second? I have an idea,” He looks down into my eyes, as he has grown much taller than me in years past. I nod slightly, as he is one of the few I trust enough to be willing to be blind around him. he pulls them off and I barely see the magic flying from his hands before I have something else laying on my face and am able to see once more. “hey! Now you look like a noble! Nice glasses you got there Bubbles! Okay um, pack up your essentials in this, ok?” I flinch at the nickname he gave me years ago due to the shape of my seeing apparatus. I also look at him incredulously when he makes his request, but I learned long ago not to deny direct orders, so I pack my few belongings in the small bag. Once I do this he smiles and starts messing with my hair, which I find very relaxing. In a few moments he smiles again at his work before lifting my hood, picking up the bag and then grabbing my hand and dragging me.

“what are you doing your highness? The throne room is the opposite way,” I am confused, what is he doing? “and I really don’t see the point of the bag.”

He smiles and turns to me with a finger on his lips. “hush friend! We’re going on an adventure in the garden! We need supplies to fight the sorceress!” he winks at me and I get more confused.

We do end up in the garden, but at the very edge, in the direction of my old lair. He shoves the bag into my hands and gives me a small notebook and a few bright flowers, an azalea, a white chrysanthemum, and a daffodil. I used to know the language of flowers, but I no longer do and am concerned of the meanings. He gestures out of the garden.

“Logan Beowulf, the mutant who has been held captive in the castle for 4 years and then some, you are being released. My father will hurt and torture you no longer. You are not meant to be chained here. Go home. Live,” he pauses as my horse that I rode in on 4 and a half years ago comes running and guards are chasing it. He casts a spell on me, turning me invisible, and points toward her. He uses his other hand to trip all the guards. “and run for your life.”

And with that I’m gone.

I make it home and it has decayed a bit from age, but is otherwise in perfect condition. My mystics and fae come to me as soon as I ride in, flitting all around me surveying my damage, as I pull out one of my healing potions and chug it. I set down my bag and close my door. I start checking all my gadgets, seeing how they lasted the test of time. A small fae settles on my head and I realize it’s my little Deceit. They were trained to attack humans who sought to hurt them, but after proving my equal disdain, I became very close to the runt of my faes. The little thing starts whispering plots of revenge in fae’lan into my ears. I shoo them away, and continue checking on my creations. My favorite, the one I used to send fear into the city, was the only damaged one I found. The broadcast screen was warped and the wires had frayed. Oh well, I don’t need it anymore I guess. I go and check on all my faelings to make sure they hadn’t hurt themselves while I was away. A few of them had cuts and bruises while some had small tears in their wings, and I set to work to patch them all up. D has the most wounds and I shake my head at them. They are a unique faeling, they have bright yellow feathered wings, and a snake birthmark that crisscrosses their entire small frame. They hadn’t preened themselves in a very long while, causing many of their feathers to fall out in lumps. They also had bruises and scars all over.

“you know D, I know I was gone for a while, but that doesn’t mean you should neglect your well-being… listen bud, I’m fine, they were never planning on killing me. The king is a tool yes, but I don’t plan on going back there any time soon… oh yeah, Roman gave it to me for some reason… no you can’t. You don’t even know how to read fae’lan, how do you know English?” the fae keeps whispering to me. After I finish mending them I look at the little note book given to me, reading through it a few times before its message becomes clear. My face reddens. What are these notes supposed to mean? They seem to insinuate… actually no, it doesn’t matter. I close the book harshly before going to check on the stash of food which is likely completely expired. Surprisingly it seems that my fae have been emptying and restocking it regularly and I pull out the fix ins to make a ham and egg salad. I smile at the warmth of my home. I’ve missed it so much.

-

My birthday. 25 today, isn’t that swell? I keep dreading the possibility of the king walking through my door and dragging me away. My faelings woke me up with a shower of pixie dust. When I get up and changed I see that there is a specific outfit that D has chosen for me. It’s a dark blue doublet, with poufy black pants and the cloak I wore when I made my way back home 6 months ago. I put on my black slip on flats and my glasses. When I walk out into the living room I see a large meal laid out for me, my favorite meal which I rarely get to have, cheese steak sandwiches with a heaping side of potatoes and brown sugar carrots. I swear, these little guys have enough magic to summon me a castle to rival the king’s palace.

I sit down to eat and I almost finish before hearing a knock on the door. I rise slowly queuing the others to stay silent. I grab my sword and raise it as I open the door. It’s the prince. It’s the prince oh fuck it’s the prince. I drop my sword in shock. He looks down at me and smiles. Oop, and on my knees I go! I see D try to attack him, and hiss at him in fae’lan that the prince is a welcome guest.

“hello m’lord Beowulf, happy birthday! Might I enter your home? I have none to accompany me this fine day.” He says with the same bright smile. He’s only gotten taller and more regal. I push myself up to my feet, and sheathe my sword before inviting him in.

“might I inquire as to what your purpose of visitation is? Oh yes, and help yourself to anything, what is mine is yours your highness.” He shakes his head as he grabs a bun.

“m’lord, I am to step up as king this time next week. And though I have many a quest on my plate, my father has passed and my mother wishes to meet with you. It appears you were in fact correct about a sort of brainwashing attached to him. Your friend Virgil wishes to apologize for his odd behavior. It seems everyone who lived in the castle was under some sort of influence other than the chef and you. My father was not a great person, and an even worse ruler. I hope to be a better king. I was hoping you would accompany me to the palace?” he asks, his voice soft like velvet, warm like cider, and light and fluffy like the sky. I frown slightly at his words. I gesture towards D before responding. They straighten in shock.

“you know almost as well as I, that I’d rather die than go back there. However, I will concede if you allow me to bring my loyal faeling Deceit. Without them I must politely refuse, that palace holds nothing but hostility towards me.” I state as calmly as possible. I doubt the boy will allow a mischievous fae into his castle so I’m sure I’m-

“of course, you may m’lord!” what. “fae are always fun to be around!”

Ha. Hahaha, he’s joking. He can’t be serious. No way. I can’t go with him. He’ll kill me.

“of course, your highness. Let us be off?” wait what am I saying? No, no no no! he’s gonna kill me! I barely escaped I can’t go back there!

We walk in silence through the woods towards the palace. D continues to flit around my head whispering about how everything is going to go horribly wrong and I ignore him. I can be gracious. I can die an elegant death. Heh, maybe D will get my revenge before they get killed as well. I’ll tell them to get the queen first, they can probably get one of them before getting caught. I wonder if they still let us have a choice for the last meal? I wonder what I would choose? Probably something simple that my mom used to make me… or maybe that last meal I had with my best friend… I don’t know, but all of a sudden me and the soon-to-be king Roman stop in front of her majesty. I kneel for the first time voluntarily. I bow my head and stand up once she bids me do so.

“m’lord Beowulf, it has come to pass that my husband has left us. It seems as if your accusation of him having brainwashed his people was based partially in fact. On his death bed he confessed that his family had been doomed to curse those around them with an emotionless harshness and that only one who was able to see past it would be able to break the curse. We have since found that that person was you, and I thank you for breaking it” she smiles at me and I tilt my head in confusion but nod. “now the real reason you were brought here is far more pressing. Roman, darling son, might you express your request?”

The prince nods and I can’t help but notice the light red tinting of his cheeks. “yes mother. M’lord Beowulf-” I interrupt quickly.

“you may call me Logan your highness.” I state as calmly as possible. He smiles brightly at me.

“of course. Logan, as I am stepping up here shortly, my mother has requested me find a suitor who will share the throne with me. I haven’t really gotten out much in my youth,” I scoff a bit at his word choice, he is still very much in his youth. “and I haven’t found any royalty or common folk who have peaked my interest. That is, other than you.” Oh. Wait what? He, he can’t be, can he? He’s a prince of a magical kingdom and he wants the one person in the world without magic to be his suitor? I feel my face heat up and hear him laugh a bit.

“of course, you aren’t required by any means. However, we wanted to give you some time to dwell on your decision. We request you stay at the palace for a few nights, to see how you feel. In the meantime, I believe you have someone else who wishes to see you,” the queen nods and I here rapid steps behind me. I turn around just in time to stabilize myself for the impact of a running knight.

“well hello there Virgil, gosh, did you finally grow some muscle on those bones or is that all the armor?” I say jokingly as I feel the warmth of Virgil against my neck. I hug him back before he pulls back with a watery smile.

“at least I grew since the last time I really saw you. God you’re just as short as you were all those years ago. Come with me, we must talk about things, and not bother his highness and her majesty!” he grabs my hand and I barely have time to bid the royals farewell before I was being dragged away.

“slow down virge! I’m gonna scrape the floors at this pace!” I laugh slightly as he stops dead and gives me another hug.

“I’m so sorry lo. I don’t know what I was doing. I didn’t believe you when you said he was bad news, and I hurt you multiple times. I can’t believe I actually did those awful things to you. I am so sorry.” I hug him tightly to reassure him.

“I promise you that I don’t hold any of that against you. You weren’t really in control of yourself. Besides, look at where you are now! You’re a knight in the king’s elite 5! You have everything you’ve ever wished for now V. So what if you frayed a few bridges along the way? You’re happy, and that’s all that matters.” I smile up at him and he rolls his eyes.

“first off, you have the better gig by far dude. Secondly, I never wanted to lose my best friend. If I had known that I wouldn’t have signed up.” He smirks at me.

“I don’t know what you mean by gig-” he interrupts.

“you were just proposed to by the soon to be king. You’ll be set for life!” he smiles and starts walking again, pulling me along.

“I don’t know V, I don’t think the best way to fall in love is to get kidnapped by some nerd in a forest. What if he’s playing me? Trying to get his revenge on me?” we turn a corner and we end up in the kitchen.

“you got him away from his father’s influence for the first time in his life. You showed him what life can really be. I’ll tell you something Lo, that kid hasn’t shut his gob since the day the king died. And 75% of it has been about you. And that’s before I put in a good word for you.” My jaw drops and my eyes widen.

“a good word? What do you mean a good word? What did you tell him?” I panic, Virgil has more dirt on me than anyone else.

“oh, just how sweet and kind you are, how you always know when somethings wrong and know exactly what to do to help, how you have super big hands-” I slap him and gasp.

“you did not say that to the prince!!!” I look at him alarmed.

“I most certainly did. You can shower me in your thanks after we see Patton, Remy, and Thomas, I know Patton loves you and Rem and Tommy have been itching to meet you ever since the curse wore off. Patton seems to be the only one other than you who didn’t get turned into a total dick under the curse. Legit he’s fricken pure.” We weave through the kitchen until we see Patton and two more guys who look identical to each other. Virgil clears his throat as to not scare the three men with butchers’ knives. The three immediately turn towards us and smile.

“Logan!! I didn’t think his highness was actually going to- is that a fairy?!?!” Patton squeals and grabs D and starts cooing over them. “who is this little guy?!”

“uh, pal, they like the term pal, not in the binary. Their name translates to Deceit in common. I usually call them D though. Also, they usually prefer fae or faeling over fairy.” I see D struggling to free themselves and chuckle a bit. Patton’s eyes widen and he starts apologizing profusely.

“oh gosh!!! I’m so sorry pal! I didn’t know I’m so so sorry! Deceit huh? Why’re they called that? Does it mean the same in their language as it does in ours?” he blabbers out while examining the small fae who wants to bite him.

“it’s no problem, they are very feisty and angry when overwhelmed, often attacking and sometimes killing humans they see as a threat through false promises. It isn’t exactly the same, but similar. Also, D! Stop trying to bite him! He’s nice I promise.” Patton nods with a smile while D sits “pretty” with a more neutral face than before. I swear the thing is part dog, it’s ridiculous. Eventually they stop being nervous and start to revel in the soft pets they are given by Pat.

“so, this is the infamous Logan Rainier? He’s so tiny! I would have expected such a feared criminal to be a bit taller. I bet he didn’t sleep well as a kid, sleep helps you grow!” one of the twins says. I twitch a bit at the old name.

“Logan Beowulf if you’d please, that name and family has dead for a decade and a half. Speaking of that family, do you know if they are still alive Virgil?” V and the twins look to each other before looking at me with pity.

“I’m afraid they were executed soon after you kidnapped the prince. I am so sorry Logan.” I shrug.

“oh well. They might as well have been dead to me anyways. Even a curse doesn’t take control that easily. They shunned me out of petty fear. They were always scared of me. I just wish I had been able to say goodbye” I turn to the twins. “so, which one of you is which? Thomas and Remy, I assume?” I gesture at them. They nod. Remy slides down his sunglasses, he’s the one who was talking about me earlier.

“yuperoo, sorry for misnaming ya bro. Remy, the older brother. Nice ta finally meetcha.” He holds out his hand and I shake it.

“you are literally one minute older than me, why do you do this?! Hmph, I’m Thomas, the more responsible brother” He sends a look to Remy who returns it with a smile. “so, how’s it feel to be the object of devotion of the soon-to-be king?”

I blush brightly I’m certain. “I-I don’t know, I feel like we should get to know each other before just getting married. All I know about him is all the shitty things his father did to him.” as I finish I see a moment of understanding in all four of them.

“wait, all of that in the court back then, that was all real?!?” I nod slowly.

“honestly, it is pretty obvious when you pay enough attention. The prince, he would never stop talking when I had taken him away. Not for a second. I think he was word dumping so someone knew of the problem. It was as if a metaphorical zipper was pulled open for the first time in his life. Some of it he specifically told me, like him wanting to be a hero, some I guessed, like him being mentally abused. Did he truly never leave the palace? Not even for schooling?” they all look to one another and nod.

“he was taught by his parents, and sometimes a tutor usually being myself or Patton. The king didn’t trust people talking to him for the most part. Scared rumors would spread to him, was what he always said. In hindsight it was pretty obvious. He rarely spoke back then. I think usually he would ask for something small and thank people and that was pretty much it.” Thomas said resigned.

Suddenly I heard a booming voice sounding like none other than the prince himself. “attention staff, not only do we have a guest of great honor for the next week, but remember that tonight is the royal gala. I have taken note of the ill-preparedness of the ballroom and implore thee all to get it ready soon, for guests shall be arriving in approximately 3 hours. In other words, hop to it! Thank you all, remember that you are all very much allowed to join the festivities, as it would be awful for those who put it together to not be able to join! Also please send head guard Virgil and our guest of honor to my quarters, I have some business with them.” I look at Virgil who smiles.

“gala?! I was not told of this!!! What kind of malarkey is this?! D, stay with Patton, Vir-wait let go of me!!!” I’m being dragged back.

“come on Beowulf.”

We get to the prince’s chambers and we see he has outfits floating around the room. As soon as I step in, one of the outfits flies in front of me and Roman starts examining me and it. he snaps his fingers and the outfit flies into the closet.

“um, your highness, what exactly are you doing? I’m con-” and another outfit flies in front of me.

“it’s simple Logan, I’m finding a proper outfit for you to don this evening! As well as Virgil, because he is a dear friend and confidant of mine, and I’m not letting him wear his armor to the ball, and I know for a fact that that is his only semblance of fancy attire. I really need to get you more proper attire my dear sir knight.” He smirks and goes through outfit after outfit for the both of us.

Eventually he finds us satisfying attire. I get adorned with a black tailcoat with royal blue trim, matching dress pants, a royal blue shirt, black boots, and a blue messenger cap with black, blue, and peacock feathers. Virgil ends up with a purple hooded, double breasted trench coat with black accents and covered in awards and medals, with matching slacks, a maroon long sleeved collared shirt, and black, knee high, heeled wrap boots. He also combs back his hair and is told to grab a favor from someone. When his highness steps in front of me once again, I feel my face darken as his glance seems to be inspecting the entirety of my soul. He smiles and conjures a bright red carnation. He tucks it in my breast pocket before sweeping my hair to the right and conjures a white carnation tucking it behind my ear. He steps away quickly and looks at us both with a proud look.

“you both look lovely. It seems I took a bit longer for you two than I planned, it’s been two hours, which leaves me one to figure myself out! Heheh! If you would, could you go check on the preparations in the kitchen and ballroom for me?” we both nod and hurry out being careful with our new outfits.

“our young prince is quite generous is he not?” Virgil says on the way.

“yes. He is quite… over the top however. Why do I have two different flowers on me? What do they mean?” Virgil snickers.

“oh, have you forgotten your second language? The boy is not subtle. The one easiest to see is the white carnation, symbol for purity and luck, while the red means love and affection. The young prince is also the only one who gives flowers as favors, so everyone will know not to mess with you. Did I mention he’s a bit possessive?” my face only reddens more.

We head to the kitchen and see the three from earlier doing even more work faster than before. Even D is flitting around and helping. Virgil clears his throat and the three look at us for a second before going back to work.

“sorry V, too much to do right now, we only have an hour left to get all this ready.” Patton said tiredly.

“don’t you three need to get ready? Can we help?” Patton looks at us again and nods slightly.

“we can’t have you doing it manually since you’re already dressed up, so Logan probably shouldn’t, but you have stronger magic than the three of us combined so sure!” I frown and pull one of my cooking inventions out of my invention band and toss the toy back and forth before activating it and helping, to the shock of Patton, Remy, and Thomas. In a few minutes we have everything done, and the three are thanking us.

“now you three really should go change, stained baking clothes aren’t exactly gala outfits.” Patton shakes his head.

“oh no, we aren’t attending, someone has to tend to the kitchen while the rest of the staff is having fun! His highness can’t leave everything without staff, the kitchen doesn’t run on its own. But thank you two for the help, it will make the rest of tonight much easier!!” Patton, Remy, and Thomas all smile at us.

“uhhhh, yeah no that’s not happening bud. I will keep this kitchen running bare handed if I have to if it means you three get out there and have a fun night. No ands ifs or buts, you are getting changed right now, and you are going to attend the gala if I have to drag you all by the ears.” Patton argues with him of course.

“Virgil, while that’s a sweet sentiment, it’s not happening. I am in charge of this kitchen, and I’m not leaving it unattended when there is work to be done. And I am stronger than you, you can’t make me leave with you.” He looks sternly down at Virgil with crossed arms.

“hm, true but you know who you will listen to, and is also stronger than you? The prince.” Patton’s eyes widen and the other two gasp.

“you wouldn’t dare. Besides, what reason does he have to care?” he smirks slyly.

“listen, I might have a little sway in the prince’s good book, as well as him having specifically requesting all staff join the gala. You don’t want to disregard a direct order, do you?” Patton’s arms drop and he struggles to respond.

“l-listen, he’s just barely an adult! He’s never worked in a kitchen! He’s trying to be nice, but if his father was ever right about anything, it would be keeping the kitchen staff in the kitchen at all times, the kitchen needs us to stay here, without us who will make more food if we run out? I’ve been working in kitchens since I was five, I might know a thing or two more than him about this! Just- please don’t tell him! It’s for his own good! He won’t even notice! To him this kitchen can run on its own, but you and I both know better!” he’s pleading with him now. Virgil shakes his head.

“you are attending the gala. If there’s a problem his highness can take it up with me. Go change Patton baker. You too sanders twins.” The three sigh and go to change. I look at Virgil once they’ve gone out of earshot.

“you have quite a high status here huh?” I ask him as we walk to check the ballroom.

“meh, his highness likes me I guess? Most of the other guards are assholes, so I guess I’m a nice change. I also have a hefty amount of magic, reason I got knighted so soon. My weapon usage is fantastic, and my magic is OP. People think I had more magic than the king himself, I know for a fact that the prince is better than I am however.” He smiles at me and looks around to see staff members assembling the last arrangements for the ball.

“how do you know that?” I ask curiously.

“he saved you. Once within the king’s radius there was no reversing the affect done to you. He overrode it, it may have only been for an hour, but it was something, and he saved you. If I didn’t already swear my life to him on oath, I would have owed him my life for that alone” He grins at me brightly. “if he wants to be a hero, he’s got another thing coming, cuz he’s one already. I can’t wait to see him grow as a ruler.” Virgil smiled and squeezed my hand, I squeeze back and smile as well. I missed him so much, I’m glad he’s back as himself again.

“neither can I. I hope to be able to move back into the city. I missed it here,” D pulls my hair a bit. “hey, hey cut it out! I like it in the woods too, I just also like speaking to humans ok? Humans don’t live to prank anything that moves. Hey! That hurts!!!” I shoo him off of my head and glare at him.

He starts whispering to me. I shake my head. “listen D, if they are willing to accept me sitting on a throne, I’m sure they’ll be fine with magic creatures roaming around the gardens. I have no doubt. And if I decide not to stay here I will find a place to stay that can host all my faelings anyway” I pat his head and he pretends to bite my finger before sitting back on my head. “you have to behave tonight, if people think I have an unruly fae they will judge the prince and I don’t need that weight on my shoulders.”

Virgil chuckles. “too late for judgement lo. His highness has already been met with much backlash due to his choice of suitors.” I look at him once again.

“who were his original choices?” I ask. Why did I get chosen?

“oh no, don’t get me wrong you were always his choice, he however, made proposals to both myself and Patton out of fear of the backlash of choosing you. But, as me and Pat are already Romantically involved, it wouldn’t have worked out anyways. Besides, like I said, it was always you. He’s the prince it doesn’t matter who he chooses so long as he’s happy. If anyone has a problem with that I will kill them” he laughs when he sees my shocked face. “listen it’s my job. And he’s a good friend, you should know that I’d take a bullet for either of you two. The three cooks too, though I don’t think anyone wants to kill them at this point, considering how hidden they are from the public eye, not to mention how innocent and sweet they are.” Virgil smiles wistfully.

We wander through the ballroom and after a few minutes the three chefs show up all fancied up. The twins are matching in black and red Versailles coats, black slacks, and black flats. Patton is cleaned up very nicely. He is wearing a vest? It’s a white and blue half vest with one long sleeve of light blue color with a thin light blue sash draped around his midriff that is otherwise bare, poufy pants that match his sleeve and a belt matching his vest. His hair covers half his face and I notice that the sides of his head are shaved and also a light blue. He is wearing tan sandals as well. They all look amazing, I’m glad Virgil convinced them to attend. Patton walks up to Virgil and gives him a kiss and I giggle at Virgil’s surprised expression. I only laugh louder when Virgil flips Patton into a dip and Patton squeals.

Some girl passes by us and smiles at us, and Thomas shoves Remy towards her and the two wander off together with the girl hanging off of Rems arm. Thomas smirks at him and starts talking to me.

“finally, he goes and talks with her! He’s been on and on about her for months, and she’s been just as head over heels. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to get me the cute butler! See ya later Beowulf!” and off he goes in the opposite direction than his brother. Patton and Virgil are just talking as the doors fly open and trumpets sound.

“attention all!!! The guests are to be arriving any minute and I request all to be on their best behavior. The festivities shall commence now!!!” the prince heralds to the large room. His mother is by his side and he bows to her before heading up to the mezzanine and looking over the guests. I get a good look at his outfit now. He is wearing a red, white, and gold crop top with angel sleeves and a red sash around his waist, white knee length leggings with a red mid-thigh length skirt, golden knee-high boots, and pure white gloves. He has his golden hair curled so it falls in his face like a waterfall. I get nudged by a smirking Virgil.

“you really do like him, don’t you? You two would be so cute together heheh!” I blush and shush him.

“I was just-hey shut it! I was just admiring his outfit. He looks nice! That’s all! Shhhhush you!!!” Virgil doesn’t stop laughing at me until guests start filing in. His expression sours before he puts his hand on his waist and does something magic. As soon as it left he had a grin back on his face. He steps slightly in front of me and Patton and I notice his smile doesn’t reach his eyes and I’m suddenly stricken with fear.

“well hello there lord Matthew, I thought you were taken off the guest list after the last ball? Don’t you have other parties to crash and reputations to tarnish?” he manages to hiss out with a plastic smile.

“oh, old Richard invited me! I couldn’t turn down the chance to meet the prince’s suitor!!! Why isn’t that him right there? The little criminal? I’m sure his highness will break from his spell soon! What a wicked spell, lasting 5 whole years!” I growl lowly at him.

“yes surely, the one person in the country who doesn’t have magic put a spell on him. yeah that’s reasonable.” I mutter angrily.

“listen Mattie, I’m gonna have to ask you to leave at once. I will not ask twice.” Virgil’s smile drops and he take another step forward.

“how dare you. I have every right to be here. Besides, you’re unarmed, what can you do?” the man tests Virgil. V pulls out a dagger from his waist. He looks over at me and gestures toward the prince.

“you two, please go see the prince. I’m sure he’ll want to know of this.” With that I grab Patton’s hand and run up to Roman. When he sees us, he smiles until he realizes something is wrong.

“what is the matter? No, you can stop running, what’s wrong?” Patton rushes to speak.

“well-uh, so uh, lord Matthew is here, and refused to leave, and Virgil just pulled a knife on him, and he said you needed to know-” before Patton completely finishes Roman is walking down to where Virgil is. Of course, walking, he isn’t scared, he’s calm and in control. We both follow behind at a safe distance.

“lord Matthew! So kind of you to show! I’m sure lord Richard invited you? Virgil please unarm yourself, there shall be no need for violence.” He walks towards them with a sort of swagger in his step. The man sneers.

“I wouldn’t miss meeting your suitor for the world my princess. Yes, lord Richard did invite me! How did you know?!” there was a twitch felt through the room at the use of the term princess. Virgil nearly jumped him there and then, but Roman gave him a stern look.

“oh, it was just a guess! The only other person to get thrown out of a ball other than you! Listen dear lord, my dearest lord, I must ask you to leave, I don’t stand for the harassment of my guardsmen. Virgil would you-” Matthew laughs, interrupting the prince.

“oh no, if anyone hear is leaving, it will be you! We can’t have a gay man as our king! Let alone have a villain upon our throne! No, I shall be taking that throne tonight.” He summons a sword and points it at the prince. I feel myself moving before I fully realize what I’m doing. I pull out my collapsible sword and wrap it around his neck.

“I think you might want to rethink that. Another move and you’re dead, trust me I have no qualms, as you said I’m a villain.” The man drops his sword and falls to his knees. I pull my cuffs out of my storage band and cuff him before putting the sword away. I look up to see all eyes trained on me and my wrist. Someone jumps out and grabs my wrist and pulls on it, causing me to groan in pain.

“what is this?! This is dangerous! Why do you have this?!” I groan again before pulling my arm free.

“It’s connected to my arm. I made it a few years ago, it holds my inventions. It’s no more dangerous than magic swords appearing out of thin air. Also please refrain from touching me.” I glare in the random persons direction. They glare back.

“well you’ll have to take it off. No weapons are allowed in the palace!” I scoff and turn fully towards him.

“listen, first, priorities, you should get some, second, it’s much easier to notice me pulling from my wrist, I’d have another weapon at my neck before I’d be able to do anything, third, what do you think this guy just did?! You should be thanking me not harassing me, fourth, there is no way to detach it. I made it that way, and fifth, I only have like, four weapons in here, the rest is far more important. If you have a problem, you can figure out how to get it off yourself” He looks at the prince likely trying to get sympathy and backing down when he sees he has none. I turn towards Roman once again and bow. “your highness, I apologize for breaking one of your rules, however, my mind went into panic mode. I hope you can forgive me.” He tells me to stand and smiles.

“you have been forgiven, if you were not I would be petty. However, I will have to take a look at that band later. Virgil might you escort lord Matthew into the dungeon? Thank you! Now everyone, please do continue to enjoy the festivities!!! No need to worry, the situation is being handled. Might I speak to you Logan?” as Virgil walks off with the man, and Patton goes over to the twins who had grouped together again, I nod. Nothing better to do I guess.

“of course, your highness. Please lead the way” We head back upstairs and sit down on a bench and start talking about random things before I bring up the topic we were both avoiding. “so, uh, was this the first time something like that was pulled?” I ask quietly and I’m met with a sigh as he leans back on his hands.

“no. most definitely not. I’ve had countless since I came out to the people. for the most part people are accepting, however, there are a handful who aren’t. First one to be at such a big event though. Usually assassins. It’s weird, my father never had anyone attempt to kill him, I guess it must have been his curse at work. There were a few who tried to kill me when I was younger as well, but Virgil hasn’t failed to protect me since he started out here. I honestly wish I had friends like him when I was younger.” He rambles and I frown slightly.

“I’m sorry Roman. You are by far a better person than your father. I want to protect you… and um, I uh, I didn’t need a week to find my answer by the way. I mean, you can still take it back! There are far more men who would be better! And uh, you don’t have to choose me, I don’t deserve to be happy with you, I kidnapped you for god sake! You really-” he interrupts me by just smiling. I lose my words somewhere in my throat.

“listen Logan, you are most definitely who I wish to stand by my side. You were not my choice out of convenience, or out of pure lust. You saved me. You saved me from something that was slowly killing me, and it had almost won. Can I confide in you? I was to be dead in a week when you took me. I had plan after plan to die that following week. You saved me that day, and I’m so sorry that it took me as long as it did to return the favor.” I feel my face flush and he giggles.

“I-I don’t know what to say, I had no idea, you had seemed for the most part just happy.” I admit, looking away slightly.

“no one did. I think the only people at the time who would have cared would have been the twins, Patton, Virgil, and my mother. But that’s old news now, irrelevant. Listen, if you do in fact accept my proposal, would you mind if I kissed you?” my face only feels hotter when he asks that. Instead of speaking, because I’m sure my voice will betray me, I nod firmly.

He leans in rather slowly as if giving me a chance to leave if I choose. When our lips finally touch it’s soft and slow and mind-blowing. I feel my pulse quicken and the urge to just lose myself. I realize that all those stories of having to breathe stopping a kiss were completely false. It starts “heating up” I think is the term? And he wraps his arms around my waist and I panic for a second trying to figure out what to do with my arms before setting them on his shoulders. Almost as soon as I had done that he bit my lip. I gasp and am ready to pull away when he... sticks his tongue in my mouth? I don’t-what? I mean it feels fantastic, don’t get me wrong but- oh ok. I have no idea what is happening but it feels amazing I don’t want it to stop? Unfortunately, that’s exactly when he does. He pulls away with a loopy grin and a look in his eyes that is heart stopping. Not literally but-you know what I mean! I am pretty sure at this point my whole face is completely red. I shakily adjust my glasses before looking away shyly. God why am I so timid?! I just want to be normal for once! I notice that the rest of the ballroom is waving slightly. Huh. Interesting.

“I wanted a bit of privacy. It’s an illusionary wall. To everyone else we were just sitting and talking. I’m sure Virgil already knows its fake by now, I’ve used this trick countless times. Do you mind if I touch you?” I feel my heart melt. What did I do to deserve someone like him falling in love with me?

“of course, Roman. I’m only uncomfortable with strangers and those I don’t trust touching me. I um, I also wouldn’t mind um, doing that-that thing we just did? Again. It was quite uh, p-pleasant.” I sound like an idiot he’s going to hate me god why do I do this?

“hey, Bubbles. Calm down that mind of yours,” he rests his palm on my cheek and I subconsciously lean into it. “I can see you thinking up a storm in there. Relax. And I would also love to do that again if you don’t mind.” I nearly dive into the kiss. I cant believe this is happening, am-am I finally getting my happily ever after?

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Chapter index -------------- Chapter 11

Chapter 12 - Let it go

Summary: Virgil and Patton arrive back in the common area to find Roman and Logan arguing; typical.

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"Why did you let me do that?" "You looked like you were enjoying yourself, why would I stop you?"

"We had a job to do."

"Yeah, but..."

"But nothing. You were meant to be taking me to the mirror."

"We would have gotten there eventually." "Would we? It sure seemed like you were lost?" "I was not lost."

 Roman and Logan were once again so engrossed in their argument that they didn't sense Virgil and Patton's arrival. "Oh, I'm sorry. I could tell by the way you took us straight to the mirror, that you knew exactly where you were going."

"It is a really big castle, Organic Panic!" "Hey! You PROMISED not to mention that name again!"

"You were the one that was dancing around MY halls singing about it being your new name." "I was under the influence of YOUR room, YOU..."

"Woah, there. Chill out, L." Virgil raised an eyebrow at the unconventional argument between Logan and Roman. "You are seriously losing your mature vibe right now."

Logan was quick to compose himself and smoothed his tie down. "Yes. You are quite right, Virgil. I am above such pettiness."

Roman folded his arms and scoffed, "Mr Maturity was the one who started it." "And we are here to finish it." Patton added before Logan could fire back.

"Fine," Roman whined.

"I too, am willing to let the argument go," Logan added. "Roman, I forgive you for getting us lost while trying to locate the mirror."

Roman smiled, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "Well in that case, I forgive you for performing..."

"Nope," Virgil cut Roman off. It was obvious that Logan had been influenced by Roman's room and done something he was clearly embarrassed about. As much as he enjoyed the banter, Virgil wasn't about to let Roman take it too far and push Logan over the edge. "Let it go, Princey."

 Roman looked at Virgil and sighed. "For real this time. Truce, Logan." Roman held his hand out to Logan and waited.

Logan accepted the gesture, "Truce."

"Well now, that is more like it," Patton smiled. "Nice work, Virgil."

"Thanks. Can I go now?" Virgil shoved his hands into his jacket pockets and took a few tentative steps back towards his door.

"Are you ok?" Roman asked, looking down at Virgil's arm where he had previously grabbed him. "I mean, is your arm ok now?"

"It's fine, Princey. It wasn't your fault. It was..." The words got caught in Virgil's throat as he realised how many bodies were present around him. Why can't I say it? I want to tell them now....I don't want to tell them though. Why is this still so hard?

Patton placed a hand on Virgil's shoulder and gave the side a reassuring smile.

 Just like a Band-Aid. Virgil dropped his head and kept his eyes fixated on the floor as he quickly pulled his sleeve up to reveal his bruised and scarred arm.

"I helped deal with Depression years ago. This scar is the seal that keeps him locked away." Logan and Roman stared in stunned silence. Easy enough to say. Now to shut down any further questioning while I'm on a roll. "I was weak from getting us away from the impulses at the cliff; hence the easy bruising. It's no big deal, you just grabbed the wrong arm... Don't over think this too much, it's fine. I'm fine. Nothing needs to change."

Roman breathed a sigh of relief, nudged Logan's arm and whispered, "I really hate you right now."

 "This is fascinating," Logan left Roman chuckling to himself and reached out to inspect Virgil's arm. Careful not to be too firm or touch Virgil's scars in any way, Logan let his eyes take in all aspects of the seal. "Such a simple design. It appears to be burnt onto your skin. Some of these marks are less raised. Is this an indication of the seals strength or of aging?"

"Umm, it's just an aging thing." Virgil retracted his arm and pulled his sleeve back down. "Soooo, you are all satisfied now, right? I can go and try and get back to normality?"

Logan opened his mouth to question Virgil further, but Patton and Roman quickly stood in front of him.

"Absolutely." "You deserve a break, Kiddo." Virgil smiled and was just about to vanish when Patton spoke up again. "Just remember, we are here if you need us."

Virgil nodded and vanished back into his room.

 "I take it this means you and Virgil had an informative meeting, Patton." Logan enquired, causing Patton and Roman to turn around.

Patton nodded enthusiastically, "Yeppers. It was hard to hear, but I think I understand what happened."

Logan and Roman exchanged a glance as Patton started moving towards his door. "Well?" they said in unison.

"What?" Patton turned and looked at the other sides in confusion.

Logan slammed the palm of his hand on his forehead and made an exasperated sound. "Really, Patton? Care to share with the class?"

"Yeah, Padre. Did you find out about Envy? Or Anger Management? Or Mr Slithers?"

"Oh," Patton turned to face his friends; a serious expression on his usually happy face. "Yes. Virgil was telling the truth, Roman. Envy isn't involved."

"But, Lust said..." Patton shook his head, "Trust me, Roman. Based on what Virgil told me, Envy isn't around anymore."

Roman looked away as he began to comprehend what Patton was saying; Envy was either part of a fusion or had faded. Now he felt really bad for arguing with Virgil earlier.

 "What about Rage and Deceit, Patton. Were you able to acquire any further information on Deceit and Rage's motives?"

"Weeell," Patton fidgeted with his cardigan as he considered Logan's question. "I'm not, um... Entirely sure. I think this is something that has been happening for a while. From what Virgil said, he lied to them and I think they feel betrayed."

"So, they've been messing with Virgil these past few years because of that?" Roman moved to lean against his door and did his best to process everything he had learned recently.

Logan tapped at his chin thoughtfully, "Do you think they intend on harming Virgil or doing anything that may cause Thomas harm?"

Shaking his head, Patton took a deep breath. "I don't think so. They helped seal Depression away to keep Thomas safe. I can't see them doing anything to hurt him. They may still mess with Virgil though." "So we should probably keep an eye on that. Rage did fuse with me, in what we can assume, was one of his intended games with Virgil."

"I still haven't paid him back for that," growled Roman.

"No need for that, Roman. No harm was really done. Logan was fine in the end and we don't want to make this worse."

"I agree with Patton." "So again, you expect me to sit back and just let this stuff happen? Is that your big plan?"

"Yes." Logan turned to head towards his own door.

"I mean, maybe Virgil will talk to us more about this stuff now.” Patton gave Roman a reassuring smile. “We can keep an eye on him, but I don't think we should get between them. Virgil might not like that... Not right now anyway."

"Alright. But if either of those two should show their faces to me, then I won't hesitate to give them a piece of my mind."

"Sounds super, Roman."  

The three sides went their separate ways, feeling like they understood the situation a lot better now and the common area was once again left empty. Logan lent against his closed door and stared at the back wall of his small room; hoping Patton's assumptions were correct. It made sense that Deceit and Rage wouldn't wish to harm Thomas based on their past behaviour, but he couldn't shake a small feeling that something was amiss.

"Don't jump to any conclusions," he reminded himself out loud as he headed towards his library. "Focus on the facts; nothing else."

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 Virgil flopped onto his bed and opened his mind to roam around the room.

Spiders are fine… Depression's cage is still sealed…. shadows doing their usual thing… puddle of black goo in the corner...

His eyes flew open and Virgil sat up, staring at the corner of his room where he had sensed the puddle.

What the heck is that?

Moving with caution, Virgil made his way over to inspect the liquid; careful not to touch the unknown substance.

Seriously, what is this stuff?

Touch it and find out.

Well because you told me too, I am definitely NOT going anywhere near it.

Too bad. I really wanted to see what would happen. Good to have you back old friend. I missed feeling your presence here.

The feeling is mutual.

 Moving back to his bed, Virgil leant back and contemplated going to sleep; mulling over the multiple possibilities.

I've slept a lot lately, I probably shouldn't sleep anymore…. But I am still really drained.

The seal is weaker now and I need to be more vigilant…... But vigilance is pointless if I’m too tired to sense anything.

If I go to sleep in here, Depression could give me another nightmare…. But he probably used a lot of his energy forcing the last one and is still recovering.

I should use this time now to regain strength, so I am ready for the next thing. Thomas needs me at my best.

 Sleep won in the end; he couldn't be denied forever. Depression laid on the floor of his cage, humming a tune to himself and doing his best to reach out to Virgil. He could sense the side sleeping; mind blank and void of memories.

What a shame. No show for me right now. I guess I might need to work on a show of my own.

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 Thomas spent the next few days filming with Camden, Talyn and Joan for a new Joystick Joyride series; giving the sides plenty of alone time. Virgil did his best to return to his normal routines, while working out a way to strengthen Depression's seal. He could now see Lust and Ego's marks again, but they were barely raised above his skin.

I can't ask anyone else to add another seal, that wouldn't be fair.

Virgil settled on trying to draw a seal on Depression's door, the same one he had used to cut himself off from Thomas.

Do you really think that will work, Anxiety?

Worth a shot.

That simple little trick won't work. Don't foo...

Virgil drew the final line of his triangular pattern and Depression's voice was cut off. He froze in pure shock.

Surely it wasn't that easy. No fucken way it was THAT easy.

He didn't want to believe it, but as the hours went by and Depression remained silent, he had no choice but to believe it.

 Patton, Logan and Roman gave Virgil his space as promised and visited Thomas singularly to fill him in on the recent events. While he was initially upset, Thomas came around and decided to work with Roman to start planning a new script.

"Maybe I should work on a more in-depth arc for Deceit? Perhaps something with a little redemption? What do you think, Roman?"

"Hmm. While I don’t think he really deserves it, it could work. Viewers love a good redemption arc." Roman scratched at his chin thoughtfully and paced around the room. "How would we do it though? Which style would be the best? Loki? Professor SNAPE? ZUKO?"

"Woah there, Kiddo's." Patton rose up into the room, putting a stop to Roman's increasing excitement. "Don't get too far ahead of yourselves. Shouldn't we consult Deceit, or at least Virgil, before we start a complex story line like this."

Roman made a loud whining sound, "But I just had so many good ideas."

"But Patton isn't saying that they are necessarily 'bad' ideas," Thomas placed an arm around Roman's shoulders. "You can still write them down, but... We might just have to hold off on using them for a bit. Just until we've consulted with Virgil...and Deceit."

 An alert on Thomas' computer drew the groups attention. Thomas moved to read the email that had come through and his emotional response brought Logan and Virgil to the room. Logan appeared with a notebook in his hand, while Virgil flopped to the ground dripping wet and looking extremely annoyed.

"What on earth happened to you?" Roman enquired, hiding a snicker at the sight of the wet side.

Groaning, Virgil sat up and snapped back into dry attire. "I got wet." "How does reading an email cause someone to become so wet. It isn't logical."

Patton gasped, "Did you fall into…"  

 "Forget about that," Virgil was quick to cut Patton off. He didn't want to admit that the email had stressed him out so much that he had slipped into the stream. "Thomas, cannot go to that event." "On the contrary, I believe his attendance would be quite beneficial." Logan sat on the lounge and continued writing in his notebook.

Patton looked up from the computer where he and Roman were reading the email, "It sure looks like fun, but what is an influencer?"  

"Influencer is becoming a common term for online personalities with large social media followings." commented Logan, "Thomas certainly qualifies as one and he could always benefit from learning..."

"Think of all the collaborations we could organise at an event like that!" Roman was buzzing with excitement at the idea of being able to create multiple new videos with other creators.

 Thomas watched as Roman, Logan and Patton continued to express their excitement over the email. A simple invitation to an influencers event in Los Angeles had three of the sides overflowing with excitement, curiosity and creativity; yet Thomas did not want to go at all.  

"It all sounds stupid to me."

Everyone turned to look at Virgil who was hanging upside down from the lounge. Virgil closed his eyes and vanished to appear back on the stairs; hoodie up over his head and in defensive mode. Although Depression was silent, he could feel the shadows reaching out to him from his room; fuelling his fear and uncertainty.

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 Rage stood in one of Roman's rooms breathing heavily after running from Estelle and two other guard dragons. Roman believed his maze of a room would make it harder for impulses to influence him and Thomas, when in fact it just made it easier for Rage to escape detection. The walls were lined with mirrors of different shapes and sizes, reflecting Rage around the room from multiple angles.

Focusing hard, a wall of mirrors shifted to reflect Thomas' lounge room and the visiting sides. Rage chuckled at the sight of Virgil's wet form lying on the floor.

"Looking good as always, Anxiety."

Rage sat on the ground and lent back against one of the mirrors, feeling himself connect with Roman. The link was small, but enough for Rage to get a good show.

 Behind him, Ego and Lust's forms were briefly reflected in the mirror; smiling at their old friend. Rage caught a glimpse of the two impulses before they faded and smiled.

"Good to know you two are happy and still watching out for me. Are you ready for a bit of fun?"

"It all sounds stupid to me."

Virgil's words echoed around the room and Rage smiled, pushing his influence on Roman and enjoying the rush of having some control.

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 Roman eyed Virgil, "Haven't you been listening? We could meet new people to make videos with."

"Yeah, and we would make a fool out of ourselves in front of every one of them." How can we keep up with all the new creators out there?

"Think about the new followers we could get. We could inspire so many more people."

Roman moved from the lounge to stand in front of Virgil, looking down at the grumpy side. Virgil stood up, not liking Roman's intimidating stance.

"Inspire more people to hate on Thomas and his friends."

"Are you serious?"

"Do I need Logan's necktie on to prove I'm being serious?"

"Can't you contribute anything positive, Invader Grim?"

"It isn't all sunshine and rainbows, Gir."

"Are you comparing me to a dumb robot?"

"You said it, not me."

Virgil frowned at Roman, watching his fist clench in anger. Rage snuck into Roman's room again. So much for his great defences.

 "Aw, somebody needs a hug!" Patton threw his arms around Virgil and Roman and pulled the three of them together.

"Surprisingly, I'm not enjoying this sudden physical contact." Virgil pushed away from the other two, his voice thick with sarcasm.

Patton pulled Roman back towards the lounge, "Sorry for invading your space, Kiddos, but both of you need to settle down."

Roman grumbled under his breath and sat on the lounge in a huff, arms tightly folded.

"Thanks, Patton." Thomas smiled at his moral side, "But Virgil has some good points."

 Finally closing his notebook, Logan adjusted his glasses and spoke up. "We should listen to Virgil's concerns, in a civilised manner, and work with him to ensure the best outcome for Thomas."

"What about MY concerns?" grumbled Roman, looking at Logan. "The more social Thomas is, the more followers we gain. The more followers we gain..."

"The more people can dislike and complain about the content." I really don't want to deal with a large social event right now. Not after everything that has happened.

 "For the love of Disney! What is your problem?" Roman's voice increased in volume as he continued to allow Rage to influence him.

"What's your problem? I'm not the one yelling." Please let it go, Roman. Are you too thick to sense Rage's influence?

"I'm not yelling! I'm speaking at an appropriately reasonable level to get my point through your thick skull."

"Reasonably irritating."

Thomas, Patton and Logan were at a loss as the two sides continued their argument.

 "All we have done lately is listen to YOU!" Virgil felt his heart start to race; Thomas' did the same.

"Pander to YOUR needs!"

Rage was laughing hysterically in Roman’s room, watching Virgil on the verge of panic; oblivious to how the exchange was affecting Thomas. He continued to push his own anger towards Virgil into the room and Roman spoke impulsively, unable to consider how his words were affecting those around him.

 "We worry about YOUR wellbeing! YOU! YOU! YOU! Stop being so selfish!"

"Enough!" Logan and Patton yelled. Patton stood in front of Roman, blocking his view of Virgil; while Logan did the same for the other side.

Resting his hands on Virgil's shoulders, Logan set to work on calming the side down.

Breathe. Get it back together... For Thomas' sake.

"What is going on with you guys?" Thomas' voice came out small, as he looked between the frustrated creative side and the trembling anxious side. "There... There isn't any need for this much anger."

 Roman's eyes flashed gold and Estelle crashed into the room where Rage was hiding. Rage smiled at the dragon, knowing Roman was looking through Estelle's eyes. The impulse vanished; fleeing the room and returning safely to neutral territory. Getting into Roman’s room may have been bothersome, but thankfully leaving was extremely easy for him.

Closing his eyes and bowing his head, Roman sighed. "I... I'm sorry about that. It would seem I neglected to notice the presence of Rage in my room."

Thomas and Patton both pulled Roman into a tight hug and smothered him with reassuring comments. Logan sat on the step next to Virgil and looked down at the anxious side in confusion.

"You knew Rage was in Roman's room, didn't you?" Virgil nodded. "Why did you feed into him instead of saying something?"

Sighing deeply into his hoodie, Virgil looked up at Logan from his hunched position. "Rage only enhances what we are already feeling. Roman needed to get that off his chest. He's feeling neglected." Well, Ego was feeling neglected.

Logan adjusted his glasses, "Ok. Are you ready to find an appropriate solution to this problem?”

"As I'll ever be."

 "Now that we have gotten all of the 'feelings' out of the way, may we return the discussion to the matter at hand." All eyes turned to Logan as he stood in the centre of the room. "First point of business, Thomas, do you want to attend this event?"

Looking away, Thomas thought hard about the event and all the possible benefits Patton, Logan and Roman had mentioned earlier. "Yes. It would be great to catch up with people and meet new creators-um, 'influencers' and stuff."

"Ok then. Now, I can see Virgil's concerns. At this stage, you don't know many others who will be attending and that is a lot of 'strangers' to deal with. A high concentration of individuals causes Virgil, and therefore Thomas, higher levels of distress. We need to lower this for Thomas to be able to enjoy the event fully and not exhaust Virgil."

"Why don't we just invite our friends to join us."

"Brilliant, Patton. We know how the familiar presence of friends helps Virgil feel more at ease."

"Logan! Patton! That is perfect." Thomas beamed and looked towards the stairs were Virgil was still leaning casually against the wall. "Does that work for you, Virge?"

"Whatever," he shrugged and pushed his hands deep into his pockets. "I guess I can deal with that."

"Well ok then. Another problem solved. I should probably get back to work now guys."

 Logan adjusted his glasses, "Glad we could help."

"Sounds like a plan," Roman smiled at Thomas. "Well, TTFN."

Roman started to sink out of the room when Patton called out, "Ta Ta Fairy Narwals."

"What are you talking about?" Roman asked, rising back up into the room.

Logan rubbed at his eyebrows, "In what universe does that make any sense?"

Patton shrugged, "Makes sense to me," and sunk out.

"Even I can't imagine what that is." Roman sunk out and attempted to picture what features a Fairy Narwal would have.

"Sometimes I wonder if Roman is really the source of all of my creativity,” Thomas thought out loud. “I wonder what it would be like if Patton had full creative control."

"For the sake of my sanity," Logan started to sink out. "Please don't ever give Patton creative control." Thomas laughed at looked over at Virgil, who was still sitting on the stairs. "Are you ok, Virge?"

"I'll be fine, Thomas. I just need time to...process this."

"Ok. Yeah...that's reasonable. It will be ok though, you'll see. I'll go get my friends on board and it will be a great event."

Virgil forced a smile and nodded. I guess it will be ok. It usually is. "See ya, Thomas," he gave him a small wave before sinking out to his room.

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 Thomas organised his trip to LA with Joan, Talyn and Camden; as much as he wished more of his friends would come, the timing just wasn’t in their favour.  With Depression being so silent, Virgil kept his worries under control and Logan was able to come up with a counter for all his concerns. They were all set for a problem free trip; the perfect recipe for everything to go wrong.

 "I will admit, I did not consider the possibility that Joan and Talyn would both fall ill or that Camden's family would require him so urgently."

The four sides sat in the common room, watching over Thomas as he listened to music alone on the flight to LA. The empty seats served as a reminder of how alone he was, and he was thankful that this was only going to be a short trip.

"I didn't consider it either, Logan.” Virgil lied, closing his eyes and leaning back into his bean bag. “I thought of everything else but this."

Having none of Thomas’ friends around was so unlikely the Virgil hadn’t even mentioned it out loud. He breathed deeply through his nose to try and quell his racing heart as the plane rocked with mild turbulence.  

"Cheer up you two." Patton smiled, throwing a cookie over to Virgil. "I'm sure it will work out just fine. How many times has Thomas flown solo before?"

"One too many," Virgil grumbled and shoved the cookie in his mouth.

"Yeees. Well, then that means that this could still be a great weekend. We'll make new friends..."

"Get new ideas for videos..."

"Learn something new..." "Ok. Ok. I get it." Virgil stood up and dusted cookie crumbs off his hoodie. "I'll keep it in check... In my room."

"You sure you're ok, Virge?" Roman asked, shifting on the lounge to see Virgil better.

The creative side still felt guilty for his outburst a week ago, and nothing he had said or done lately seemed to be helping him feel better. Planning for the trip had provided a good distraction, but in the end the feeling remained.

Virgil gave his friends a reassuring smile, "A-O-K. Been fine for a while now. Catch you later." He vanished to his room, happy to avoid further discussion and focus on keeping calm and in control for Thomas' sake.

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The Healing Heart Fixes the Cracked Crown - A Sanders Sides Fic

Notes: This is why you don’t trust me with posting fics on this site, I take forever. Anywho, this was made as a sequel to There Are Voices In My Head (Not The Normal Kind Either) and, again, was made and posted a while ago (like, I finished it on April 1st and then posted it 2 days later)

Summary: “Patton, do you maybe need any help with anything today?”

“Actually, I do need something,"

"What is it you require?”

"I want to talk to you,"

Roman is feeling bad about how he treated Patton the other day and feels the need to apologise and make it up to him. However, Patton's actually doing pretty well and not suffering for once which leaves Roman to wonder if he's truly a prince or if he's maybe not so gallant as he once thought he was. However, if Patton is one thing, it's observant and so when he notices the prince's breaking crown, he asks the prince to do a big favour for him. And what is that favour you may ask? To let the healing heart fix the broken broken crown

Pairings: Platonic Royality, Romantic Prinxiety (Minor) (Implied)

Warning: Angst, Roman has self-confidence issues, Roman cries...and I think that’s it

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Prequel fic (There Are Voices In My Head (Not The Normal Kind Either))

Starting fic (Cookie Crumbs and Tears) here

Roman wasn’t sure what had initially brought him to Patton’s door.

The princely side was currently gazing at the pastel blue door, the crayon drawings and stickers covering the wooden surface with a rainbow of smiley faces and hearts. To the unfamiliar observer, the door would appear to lead to the bedroom of a small child. That is until said observer noted the chipped and worn paintwork, the tattered and torn stickers, the smudges left from the newer drawings and the fading older drawings. This door was over two decades old, nearly three, and had the same design since its creation, the only changes coming in the form of crayon art added. Roman would forever admire the innocence behind that door, the sweet man who’d designed the door all himself. He’d also forever kick himself for hurting said man like he did the other day. However, it wasn’t like Roman hadn’t apologised. He’d immediately apologised after Patton had explained why Virgil nearly beat the everloving heck out of Logan and he later came to Patton that day to give him an apology cupcake (that he totally made and didn’t conjure out of his imagination because he’s bad at baking and stop smirking Virgil-).

So why did he still feel the need that he had to help Patton?

Maybe it was because he saw Logan and Patton talking their whole situation out and it made him feel bad for just giving a flimsy apology and a pitiful cupcake. Virgil certainly seemed to agree that Roman didn’t exactly give the best apology in the world but, then again, Virgil also has weirdly high standards for anything that doesn’t involve himself. Of course, then again, Virgil clearly also has self-esteem issues that Roman really wants to help him with that actually, it wasn’t healthy and that distinct lack of self-esteem always worried Roman since- wait, this is getting really off topic. Roman was in front of Patton’s door. He felt that he hadn’t given Patton a proper apology. He was going to give him one (and he wasn’t going to go off-track with his thoughts again. He can work on this, Virgil told him he could and- no, wait).

Roman rapped his knuckles against the child-like door.

Patton was quick to open it, greeting Roman with an innocent grin and allowing him inside the room before seating himself down on a cluttered sofa. Patton was quick to ask what business Roman had inside his room which caused said prince to pause. Truly, he was just there to make it up to Patton for the other day but was it truly wise to tell him that? No, Roman knew the art of flowery language and distracting oblivious- I mean dancing around questions- wait, that doesn’t sound better. Ok, so Roman wasn’t entirely pure but who was? Well, apart from Patton...this is getting worse- Ok, Roman was just going to ask Patton if he had anything he wanted help with.

“Patton, do you maybe need any help with anything today?”

“Nope, I’m actually feeling really good today. Plus, Logan said he’d handle my chores for the day as a sorry for how he acted the other day!”

Darn it Logan- I mean, how sweet of him.

“Nothing? You can’t think of anything I can do to help?”

There was a pause. Maybe-

“Nope. I’m completely fine today, Logan’s doing my chores and I had a snack five minutes ago so I’m not hungry so I’m good,”

Roman felt defeated and a little upset. Sure, it was great that Patton wasn’t suffering with anything and Roman was genuinely happy for the guy, he’s been through a lot these past two days, he deserves a break from it. It’s just a little upsetting that he didn’t need any help with anything. As in anything at all. He was absolutely covered and needed no assistance with anything at all. That part upset Roman a little. Patton was fine and dandy, Roman wasn’t needed. In fact, he was probably being more of a bother by annoying poor Patton with requests for help that he didn’t need.

Roman gave a little sigh and was ready to walk out of the room.

“Wait!”

Roman paused mid-walk, turning to look at Patton.

“Actually, I do need something!”

Roman grinned. “You do?!”

“Yep,”

“So, what is it you require?” Roman never thought the prospect of being put to work to do something for another could really ever excite him this much.

“I want to talk to you,”

Roman’s grin faltered a bit from surprise. That’s an odd request. Patton could literally make Roman do anything for him and he asks to talk with him? Well, Logan did basically do the same thing but, then again, Logan was also cuddling with Patton after their chat. Plus, Patton had some baggage then apparently if what Roman had eavesdropped on- I mean what he’d heard from Logan later that day had been correct. Patton today seems rather chipper today, by comparison, nothing majorly wrong or off. Or, at least, nothing Roman could detect. However, Roman wasn’t in any position to complain so he decided to sit beside Patton, gently moving an old plush toy, one of Thomas’s old phones and the smell of Christmas in a box to the side.

“So, what is it you want to speak to me of? Are you maybe going through something? Maybe there’s a secret you wish to confide in me with. Whatever it is, dear Patton, I will listen,” Roman decided to start off their conversation, hoping that this could warm Patton up to talking about whatever it is he wanted to talk about. Maybe he really was in some form of distress and just refused to acknowledge it before, that was a common practice with Patton after all.

“Well, you’ve seem kinda down and I was wondering if I could maybe help with that,”

Or not.

Darn it! This wasn’t what Roman wanted! Roman was supposed to be the Prince Charming, always the one helping those who need help! Yet here he is, not helping, not providing any form of comfort, nothing! In fact, he was the one in need of help! Roman didn’t want to be the one who needed the help! He’s supposed to be the prince, he’s supposed to save the day in the end!

So why hasn’t he ever saved the day?

In fact, Roman kind of causes more problems than he fixes, one look at what happened with Virgil back in July could tell you that. He’s generally been on the problematic scale of things as of late, putting Thomas’s wants before others and their wants, directly forcing Virgil to endure what Roman can only assume was a panic attack because he wanted Thomas to get back together with an old flame, emploring Thomas to lie to his friends because they might get angry plus the senseless amount of nicknames he’s given Virgil that were less than kind. He’s done nothing but cause more problems for everyone around him.

And he was supposed to be Prince Charming.

“Hey, kiddo, what’s wrong?” Roman was, admittedly, easier to read than an open book sometimes, he was usually quiet if he was incredibly distressed. It was obvious the large pause of silence would clue Patton into the fact that Roman wasn’t feeling great. Roman should’ve expected the question and he kinda did.

He wasn’t expecting his response to it to be him bawling his eyes out.

Roman could quickly recognise Patton’s arms wrapping around him as his sobbed, and sob he did. It was ugly, a mixture of snot and tears running down his face with him making no real effort to stop it. Roman has quickly learnt that his tactic of holding his insecurities in with no relief just kinda lead to massive bouts of emotional outbursts like a dam that slowly became overfilled with water before breaking. He tried to tell Patton the problem but...well, have you ever had a really harsh cry? You’re wailing and upset and, even if you can manage to stop the sobbing, you’re also hyperventilating and stuttering like crazy! Or maybe that was just how Roman cried. Either way, he was having a lot of difficulty saying words. Thankfully, Patton understood completely and was gently rubbing his hands up and down Roman’s shoulders in a soothing manner. Roman has to admit, it did help with calming him down.

“Sh, sh, sh. It’s ok, you’re alright. You wanna maybe tell me what’s bothering you, buddy?” Patton’s voice was gentle and sweet, it was a calm voice and one usually directed towards Virgil. Roman wasn’t usually the one to receive that sort of tone, he prided himself on his princely persona and part of that was bravery which meant he wasn’t supposed to cry, but, then again, it seems that his princely persona was more of a play of pretend than a true part of him.

Roman took a while but he eventually managed to finally tell Patton about what he was feeling, how he didn’t feel like a noble prince but, instead, more like Gaston. How he felt like he was doing more harm than good, how he felt that he was becoming more problematic, more antagonistic. He didn’t want to feel like that or convey that he was such! Yet here he was after taking the serpent’s side despite knowing how harmful he’s been and how much damage he’s done, and hurting Patton after the guy was just trying to be a good friend and making him cookies! In fact, he was supposed to be here to say sorry to Patton for how much of a jerk he’s been and now look! He’s getting Patton to comfort him instead! Let’s just say Roman, at the realisation, broke down further and took about 10 minutes before actually telling Patton why he’d even gotten upset to begin with alongside what he made him even more upset. Patton was completely understanding as well, remaining patient and calm as Roman’s world essentially crumbled around him.

“Roman, you’re not Gaston,” Roman sniffled as Patton tried to reassure him. He turned his head towards Patton, wiping away a few tears that threatened to fall. “Gaston wasn’t just arrogant, remember? He was legitimately trying to kill Beast despite Belle saying that he was good. He locked Belle and her father up because she loved the Beast. He wasn’t just arrogant and annoying, he genuinely harassed Belle to get her to marry him! You’re nowhere near Gaston’s level of horribleness,”

“But wasn’t part of his unlikability his arrogance?”

“I mean sure but that’s only a part of it. He was also selfish, cruel, really sexist and, depending on which version you wanna focus on here, sociopathic. Roman, do you actually believe that you’re anything like that?”

Roman paused for a second but opened his mouth to counter, to which, Patton quickly cut off “And before you mention that you’re problematic, you only have the potential to be and it’s a potential that every single one of us has! You already know how Virgil can be too much how that hinders Thomas but I can become too much if I don’t reel myself in or if you guys don’t reel me in beforehand and Logan can become issue if he ever decided that Thomas should only make decisions using logic without thinking of the morality behind it, of the possible dangers that could come or even if that idea is really that creative. Roman, we can all be too much at times, you’re not any worse for being like that too,”

“What about how I’ve been kind of rude and mean towards you guys for so long?”

It took him a second but Patton eventually responded.

“Well, you’ve been getting better, haven’t you?”

Roman looked on in confusion as he watched Patton get up to grab what seemed to be photos, the first being a polaroid picture framed with white and somewhat new-looking as if they hadn’t been taken that long ago. He was quick to take a peek at them as soon as Patton had taken a seat back down on the couch, Roman’s curiosity peaked when he saw a picture of him and Virgil hanging out. Specifically, it was a picture of the time the two were having a Disney movie marathon (which was supposed to be a secret but Roman was willing to overlook that). In the picture, the pair were basically snuggled together, dead asleep but wrapped around one and other. Roman couldn’t quite remember when they’d fallen asleep but he did remember it was Virgil who conked out first. Roman only remembered that because Virgil had practically used him as a pillow and it was pretty adorable how affectionate Panic! At The Everywhere could be when he wasn’t being the angsty teenager archetype...wait, did Roman just think of Virgil as ado- Anyways!

Roman smiled down at the picture, relishing in the rather recent memories that tied in with it. Patton was right, he and Virgil had been on much better terms than they were before. If this was before the incident in July, Roman would’ve never considered ever watching Disney movies with Virgil and, even if he did, he was almost certain that Virgil would’ve been extremely reluctant to indulge in such an activity. But Virgil was pretty happy to watch movies with Roman nowadays, the emo nightmare even mentioned how it got kinda boring when he was just by himself in his room all the time and that while Patton at least tried to hang out with him as much as possible, Patton wasn’t always able to hang out with him and Logan wasn’t exactly the greatest person to hang out with. Roman was glad that their friendship had grown so much in such a relatively short period of time, it was vastly more enjoyable to have Virgil as a friend rather than a foe.

Patton then moved that picture aside to show Roman a black-framed photo of him and Logan having a friendly discussion. It was a rare occurrence, Logan usually didn’t like to indulge in Roman’s creative interests and Roman usually thought of Logan’s logical inputs as exceedingly boring. Add to the fact that both sides had a strong sense of pride (and big egos) and you have yourself a conflicting pair. However, Logan was open to some discussion when it came to ideas that could neither be proven true or false and Roman was usually the one to come up with such ideas. That's where their friendly debates usually stemmed from though Roman can recall more than a few (less friendly) debates over what flavour of Crofters came after strawberry in terms of goodness. That wasn't what this photograph was depicting though, this was a picture of Logan and Roman while they were debating over the possibility of there being a divine entity that existed and if they created the universe. Roman argued for and Logan against. It was a pretty interesting debate considering the fact that neither of them were religious (Thomas was their creator; worshipping him would be weird) and, by the end of it, Logan was commenting on how he was grateful for Roman tightening up his debate tactics and that their debates have really improved since their first few skirmishes. Roman kept his smile at the memory, putting up a mental reminder to maybe start another friendly debate.

Patton then moved the black-framed picture aside to show a white-framed photo with him and Roman playing a game with some stuffed toys Patton had gotten out. Roman's smile instantly turned into a grin as his memory became flooded with the adventures they'd created starring those old stuffed toys. One particularly vivid one was Mrs. Fluffybottom becoming a female knight and saving her bunny wife, Patches (who was one of Virgil's toys as Roman would later find out), who was made into a beautiful princess. Another one had Mrs. Fluffybottom and Patches befriending a non-binary dog named Addison who'd been trying to solve the world's most difficult puzzle and how Addison learnt to take a break every once and awhile. Another one had Addison falling in love with a cat named Catton Neil Catrick Harris Oreo (Patton was getting hungry by this point) and how the two eventually started dating. Patton and Roman had countless adventures with these characters and, after they'd finish, they suggested maybe letting Virgil and Logan in on the fun. Roman just held a grin as he stared at the sight.

Patton then moved the picture in the white frame aside to show a colourfully framed photo of them all together, a shot of them together that Roman wanted to get after they had completed an adventure of his (one he dragged them into but it all turned out for the best). Roman had been mugging for the camera, as per usual for Roman, with Patton to his right with his usual grin and Virgil to his left with a small but sincere smile and Roman's arm draped around his shoulders. Logan was on the far right of the frame with Patton grabbing his arm and a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth. He was trying to remain stoic but anyone could see that he was just as happy as everyone else in the photo. And, considering all the smiles, everyone in the photo was pretty darn happy.

Roman was beaming at the photo.

"You don't seem very rude in any of these pictures to me. Actually, you've been really nice in all of them," Roman lifted his head to look at Patton, being met with a gentle smile and soft eyes. Roman couldn't help let his eyes water with tears of gratitude, letting a few droplets fall from his eyes as he clung to Patton in thanks. He didn't say a word, neither of them did. They didn't need to. Patton wrapped his arms around Roman in return as if to silently say 'you're welcome'. Roman appreciated this, he really did and he'd honestly forgotten all about how guilty he felt for not being of more assistance to Patton. And now, even as he remembered it, he didn't allow himself to feel bad for it. If Patton wanted a favour from him, he could ask at any time. Right now, they were gonna hug and feel happy or at least content. Patton pulled away first, rather suddenly too as if he'd just been struck with a stroke of genius. he also almost gave Roman whiplash with how fast he'd pulled away but that's beside the point.

"We should get Virgil and Logan and play adventure with Mrs. Fluffybottom, Patches, Addison and Oreo again! We never really got around to Addison and Oreo's wedding, did we?" Patton asked, a glimmer of excitement in his eyes as the idea played out in his head.

"We didn't? Well, that simply will not do! Come, Patton, we must gather Virgil and Logan to form an ultimate playgroup!" Roman quickly took a stance of princely bravado, announcing their quest to his audience of one.

"Wait, will Logan really be ok with joining this?"

"I'm sure he will Patton. And if he doesn't then you could always use your puppy dog eyes on him. I'm sure that'll work. Now, away we go!"

And so the duo set off to force persuade Virgil and Logan into playing with stuffed toys with them. It was a little bit of a challenge to get Logan to stop being a killjoy for five minutes and Virgil was confused on why they had taken his stuffed bunny and why his stuffed bunny was married to Roman's stuffed bunny and what kind of connotations that was supposed to have (the answer was none, no correlations to be made about that at all now stop giggling Patton-) but the game itself was fun and all four thoroughly enjoyed their game of make-believe (yes, even Logan).

And so ends another story in a series of four. And so ends the tale of the cracked crown that was fixed by the healing heart.

[survivor-themyscira-blog]

Raymond left, I'm extremely happy about that since he comes off as a huge comp threat and not at the hindrance to my own tribe! Premerge I want comp threats with me but he wasn't with me! This challenge I really want the reward, I have the effing clue, if I we get it, I can get Madeline to burn her searches to give me more insight on the island for my searches.

Oh boy this challenge is about to be.......... not fun. 1/3 of our tribe is present. 1/2 are asleep and the other 1/6 is Madison and she's NEVER HERE jfkldsjflas I can't wait to lose!!!!!!!!!! Logan and I are gonna try to pull this out anyway but

who tf designed this challenge! it makes me mad. i better get some sort of advantage outta this grr.

We stan being the only one awake! LOL but it's fine I'm gonna stay up late and chat with my friends I haven't talked to in a while. But this game... I love it! I love all comps. So cute. But also ... tag yourself ready: On 10/20/17, at 10:10 PM, charlotte (themyscira host) wrote: > f4 On 10/20/17, at 10:10 PM, jaiden nolan wrote: > fact On 10/20/17, at 10:10 PM, Jack (Ginga) wrote: > fast On 10/20/17, at 10:10 PM, Emily wrote: > free On 10/20/17, at 10:10 PM, rhone (ios host) wrote: > fork On 10/20/17, at 10:10 PM, Jordan Pines wrote: > fate All of these ... tell a lot about a person. I'm a psychic. This means things. Jack is fast and this has been proven with this challenge. Emily is free meaning ... I don't know but it's very me. Rhone is a fork and I think that suits him and Jordan is fate because like idk. It just SAYS THINGS about us okay Also I feel bad volunteering Amanda to sit out but :-/ she's less active than the boyz and Andreas will help out once he wakes up. I'm silly to think that the Europeans wouldn't be able to help this round! Because they can cover the graveyard shifts for us hehehehehehehehehe HA I LOVE IT thank u europe

I love this challenge! And right now, we just passed Hippolyta and we're two points away from passing Antiope. This is great! Like we're so close! And right now, we're not going to tribal! But we still have until 10PM tonight... Hopefully we can just build up more of a lead and keep ourselves safe. I'm scared!!!!!!!!!!!

On 10/21/17, at 12:55 PM, Ruthie wrote: > loser On 10/21/17, at 12:55 PM, Jordan Pines wrote: > Loser what they’re gonna be by 10PM tonight hehe

HONESTLY, I know this was last challenge but I'm still pissed about the music video challenge. HOW WE GOT DINGED ON PARTICIPATION WHEN WE HAD OUR ENTIRE TRIBE IN IT MAKES NO SENSE TO ME. OR CREATIVITY. OR PROPS. I MADE SLIME, I GOT A SLOTH PUPPET INVOLVED, WE MADE BLOOD, WE HAD WIGS. IT WAS A SPOOKY SONG FOR HALLOWEEN. We were robbed and whoever this Kayla person is I'm literally coming for you.

Yeahhhhh we probably lost this one. I can just hope the bond I sparked with Jaiden holds true, Madeline will work with me I know,(we swapped actual phone numbers so we can't be quoted when we talk bout the vote, iconic) and Toph should be on board as long as it isn't him. I'm looking at taking out Billy or Ruthie

God F U C K I N G damn ITJDFJCSAKFJLSK;D I LITERALLY SAID THE SECOND I DECIDE TO ACTUALLY TAKE A SHOWER AFTER WAITING OVER AN HOUR FOR THE NEXT LETTER WORD COMBO...... THE HOSTS WOULD SEND IT AND GUESS WHAT THEY DID? THEY SENT IT RIGHT WHEN I GOT INTO THE SHOWER AND IM SO ANGRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but this is still fun u know I'm just pissed the heck off

Just send us to tribal already, this challenged f**ked our sh*t up fam.

I really hate feeling like I'm giving 120% on challenges and everyone else on my tribes aren't and I DIDN'T EVEN REALLY MEAN TO SIGN UP FOR THIS SO IT MAKES NO SENSE TO ME.

Word Up should just be named whose the fastest cheater. NO ONE KNOWS A 17 LETTER WORD STARTING WITH Q OR SOME SH*T. It just makes this whole thing cater to a lack of sportsmanship but it does show whose willing to cheat and that is telling for later in the game.

My tribe right now- [10/21/17, 7:20:00 PM] jaiden nolan: SHE says she thinks a pipe burst and that’s why the ceiling was leaking......not at all that she flooded a fucking bathroom....... [10/21/17, 7:20:12 PM] Ian Layne: WHO FLUSHES PAPER TOWELS? [10/21/17, 7:20:34 PM] jaiden nolan: okay but who flushes less than five paper towels and has it clog [10/21/17, 7:21:06 PM] jaiden nolan: like I know for a fact I’ve accidentally flushed things like paper towels, baby wipes, makeup wipes, etc and not had anything happen [10/21/17, 7:21:26 PM] Ian Layne: She took a mega dump and was embarrassed, I'm calling it [10/21/17, 7:21:53 PM] Madeline The Juicy Goose: Sounds like when I had a green bagel on st Patrick’s day [10/21/17, 7:22:06 PM] Ruthie: oh yikes [10/21/17, 7:23:19 PM] Ian Layne: I once drank too much at a bowling alley and had to get rid of my underwear so I flushed it, fun fact

Everyone is saying we can come back, we can come back! No it's mathematically impossible for us to comeback, never mind the variables of the other tribes do you really think 12 points is possible in one hour? We didn't defend a 13 point lead on Man Lips. We going to tribal Hippos

So! We thought for sure that we'd have to go to tribal, but as GOD would have it, we don't have to!! Menalippe? More like men-a-leaping to conclusions am I RIGHT

i am so sad that we lost i just need to make sure i'm not on ANYONE's bad side so i can stay :)

i am sad that we lost immunity, but now is the time to vote someone out. i think we need to vote out madeline because she is such a big threat to my game and i am pretending to talk on call about what i am reading this makes no sense also i think that she is going after billy too strong hehe

Me because no tribal: https://tmblrsurvivorextra.tumblr.com/post/166663831976

Hello my sunshines! WHAT IS GOING OOONNNNNNNNN! "Not much." "OK, cool." So, what happened this round? Not much. OK, cool. But really, the 24h challenge was cool, but Emily really carried our tribe. I got to chat a bit with Kai, finally, and he suggested that both of us should stick together with Emily - something I wholeheartedly agree with. Even if I don't trust Kai very much. We also agreed that SHOULD our Tribe lose, we'd go after Madison, since she's kinda invisible. Logan is in a similar position like me, not too revealing, but there and involved. I don't worry much about Amanda atm. She isn't participating much atm, so both our tribe and her old tribe would agree to vote her out at merge or something surely. She isn't a valuable ally to me either. I feel like I'm in a good spot atm and I hope that Ian and Billy survive todays Tribal Council! So I'll just leave you with my favourite quote from the last challenge: "Andreas scores for Menalippe with Circumcision!" SCORE!

Emily just suggested an alliance of me, Kai, and herself. Perfect. I won her over a little bit, and I think I got her to trust me a little more. I told her Dan and Raymond were my closest allies and they both got early boots, which they didn't deserve (true!), but I also told her I want revenge. That means Amanda and Jaiden are first on my hit list, next comes Jordan Pines. Not only did he probably help kill Raymond (fuck if I watch tribal) but he's also a MASSIVE threat. So gotta go. Updates to come~

Ian is taken way too long to respond to my simple question of ‘is billy still the plan’ what the heck

Well this vote is gonna be a rollercoaster ride for me due to Billy and Toph scrambling, but at least going forward(as long as I don't go tonight) Ruthie sold Jaiden down the river to Billy and not me about throwing Billy's name out. Seems like Madeline and I have protected ourselves well enough for this vote, but we shall see.

What is even HAPPENING why am i listening to JAIDEN

Nervous poop central, now boarding. I got a little mixed up in the chaos of pretribal anxiety because we were so close to having a stress-free vote, and Billy started scrambling. I crack so easily under pressure and for some reason, I just can’t stand being voted out so I did what I had to do in order to keep my name off the chopping block. I guess this includes forcing a clean vote to get messy and getting everybody to draw a colored rock... I think Ruthie is down for that. I told her to vote Toph with me and Billy in case of an idol and I don’t know if she IS or isn’t. But either way, my game will be damaged after the tie happens. My alliance will know I turned and my only escape route is to draw rocks with them involved ... fuck. I don’t know what’s gonna happen. The trust I established with them is thrown out the window if we tie. Idk what Ruthie’s intentions are but we’ll see :/ I’m scared. So scared.

[10/22/17, 9:14:04 PM] jaiden nolan: Ruthie. If you draw the bad rock I’ll play my advantage on you. I doubt we will go back to rocks [10/22/17, 9:14:15 PM] jaiden nolan: I love Ian and Madeline too but like, we can be a tbreesome with Billy if he stays JAIDEN IS INSANE WHY THE HECK DID I LISTEN TO HIM

I can't believe my number one in this game is going to be JAIDEN i don't understand how i trust him so much all of a sudden, this was not who was supposed to be my ride or die but here i am about to draw a ROCK.

I........ Jaiden said I was going to be safe in the redraw and DOT DOT DOT it's okay, it was fun I'm glad I got to go to rocks without being safe even though I hate that one was drawn for me! I've had fun playing this season and can't wait to see who wins the game!

GUESS I GOTTA ADD EVERYONE ON HIPPO TO MY HIT LIST HUH

My tribe? Assholes. Ruthie did not deserve that at all. And what's worse is none of them have my back. I want to hope Jaiden does, but he was just as on board for me to go until rocks was an option. I'm here to cause chaos now, and the silent people on my tribe better pray to god that I don't find an advantage or something. The best is, they made me sit out. And then I was targeted for not pulling my weight. Fuck. Y'all. Like mccuse me? It wasn't my fault that THE TRIBE decided I would sit out. I didn't ask to. And then THEY LOSE. THEY. FUCKING. LOST. UGH then they're all gonna lie to me. Where's that lasso of truth when you need it?

Fuck you and all your flash games R U T H I E W A S R O B B E D and I can’t believe I’m going to tribal in two days HUH SKSBSJSHEJ

I can’t believe that just happened. Honestly, poor Ruthie. She didn’t deserve to go out to rocks. For a moment I really thought that maybe my messy moves would work out for once, but NOPE LOL. I dunno, as sad as I am for Ruthie, I’m living for the utter chaos around camp. I can’t say I didn’t do something wild and reckless for the sake of having fun, and although this will probably send my ass out premerge, I played the messiest move I could think of. Unfortunately it was at Ruthie’s expense, but you win some and you lose some. There’s gonna be a LOT of heat on me the next few days. I’m gonna continue to do my best in the challenges and hopefully we’ll get a good immunity streak going until a swap happens. Tonight was the most fun I’ve had in a while, tbh.

This is literally me right now. http://78.media.tumblr.com/5180e47f3f3a1ad0bd0f04a6742989cd/tumblr_oxoavge6N71qd49gbo2_540.gif They're not gonna like me now that I'm frosty.

MY FIRST TRIBAL AND MY FIRST ROCKS AND I'M THE FIRST ONE SAFE.

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Beauty and the Stinky Boi (Remus x Reader)

(Before hand, this book is on Quotev and Wattpad. It is by me and I'm posting the chapters I have on here for people who want more Remus x Reader. I only have 4 chapters so there will be 4 chapters in this and after I will post the chapters individually. It has the same name on here as it does on Wattpad and Quotev. Enjoy.)

CHAPTER 1

       I met Thomas a while back when he ran into me at a park. He was recording some sort of video and was walking backwards colliding into me. After that we decided to hang out. I found out he was a creative person who couldn't help but love Disney and theater. He was also a great singer. After a few months of being his friend he showed me his sides. When I had watched the videos on them it was... well weird. I knew there was a creative, feelings, logic, anxiety, and lying side, so when he said he wanted me to meet them, I was confused. Weren't they just him in costumes but with different voices? I went inside his house and he asked if i was thirsty. I politely denied hoping he wouldn't be upset. He walked to the living room and had me sit down. "Ok so, are you ready to meet the others?" He asked with a smile. I can't lie, I was scared and was hoping he wasn't crazy. "Yes I am..." I tell him. Soon the people from his videos rose up and were right in front of me.

       There was the prince, the anxiety, the dad, the teacher, and the snake dude. That's was the only way to describe them. The dad dude was the first to talk."Hiya Thomas! What's new!" His voice was filled with happiness. "Well, Patton," I caught the name of the dad and did my best to remember it, "I brought my friend (y/n) and wanted to introduce you guys!" Thomas exclaimed in a happy manner.  Patton looked over as though a puppy had done something adorable and waved,"Hi (y/n), I'm Patton!" He gave this big smile and I was still shocked that they were real. I soon stuttered out a hi. "The name is Logan." The teacher told me. His hand was extended for a hand shake and I excepted. The prince came over and gave a slight bow."I am Roman." He said in a royalty tone. The one in a hoodie just stayed on the stairs and told me his name."It's nice to meet you Virgil..." I went ignored as he popped in some head phones. The snake dude and Thomas were arguing but I didn't mind. "Just say 'Hi I'm Deceit' and you can finish it off with how you want." Thomas' words would only come to me slowly and piece by piece, leaving some words out. Soon the snake dude came over to me. "Hello, I am NOT Deceit, I WILL talk to you more so please, DON'T leave me alone." He said. I was confused by this and then Thomas explained it. "Well, that makes more since now." I giggled.

       "Now listen (y/n), there is some one else... but, you wouldn't like him." Thomas tells me. I look at  him with my eyes filled with confusion. "What do you mean?" I asked. Roman joined in. "Trust me he is a horrible man, the Duke that is. You wouldn't like him... None of us do..." He snarled. "I might like him..." Roman, Thomas, and the others looked at me in shock. "You like him?" Roman asked with venom in his voice. "Well yeah, everyone deserves a chance to be liked... no matter who they are..." I looked down some what knowing how it felt to be not liked. Roman slightly scoffed at me. "Fine, I won't say I told you so." I nod at his words of a some what warning."I'm ready to meet the Duke." I say with confidence...

CHAPTER 2

       "But who will take you? I sure wont." Roman said turning away. Deceit grunted and walked over."I'm NOT going there so you may NOT come with." He told me. I stood up and nodded. "Just remember (Y/N), if you need or want us to come get you just walk out of his room and call one of us, I'll even come to get you and I'm scared of that place." Patton said. "I will, but I will also try to know Duke before I judge." Virgil has turned around and wont look at me, Roman is obviously angry, Patton is scared for me, and Logan just looked at me saying,"He can't harm you unless you let him, and he's not even that scary." Patton calmed down at Logan's words. I nodded and told Deceit I was ready to go. He grabbed my wrist a little too hard, but soon we were in what I believe is the mind palace. "This is the dark sides part of the palace, that is why it is NOT complacently dark and gloomy." He says. He then points to the end of a hall on my right. "The very last door is his... I'd say knock and step back... he's- well, we aren't use to company."

       I started to walk off and down the hall. I was filled with dread and a seance that i should run away, but I still went on words. The deeper I went into the hall the messier and grosser it got. The smell of it all burned my nose and I wanted to vomit. I put my shirt over my nose to some what block the stench. I finally reached the door and did the normal three knocks to get the persons attention and then took a step back. In a minute the smell went away and I was able to take my shirt off my nose. The door swung open and revealed a man with a mustache and a gray/grey (It's spelled both ways and don't know what one to put so sorry!) streak of hair. "What do you want Dubb-" He stopped realizing that I wasn't who he thought I was. "Who are you?" He asked. "You are the Duke right? I'm (Y/N). I came to meet you." He looked at me up and down trying to find something. "Yes, I am the Duke... who sent you and why? Is it pity? Did they do it out of pity?" He asked becoming upset. I shook my head," No, I wanted to meet you and get to know you. They actually told me that I shouldn't and wouldn't like you, but I thought I should give you a chance..." The feelings I had before were slowly getting worst until he grabbed my wrist and dragged me into his room.

       I was now standing at a desk and staring at papers and different things that were crafted by hand. I picked up a few papers and looked at them. They were crudely drawn and were a little disturbing. I put them down and switched it out for the stitched creepy animals. "This is a lot of my works! Some things need more blood, some more violence." He said. I looked at him putting the idem down."What side are you, exactly?" I asked. He looked up and I could tell he was hiding his sadness because only a hint of it showed. "I'm creativity! Well, I'm the dark twisted thoughts and well, you've seen some of them." He said trying to sound confident. I looked down at the drawings again and it all came together. "Why don't the others like you?" He some what walked off and he still answered the question."They don't like me because I'm not a good thing. It's why I was alone for so many years, and why I decided to have a sudden out burst." I nodded my head knowing how it had felt. "I understand where you're coming from." He looked at me shocked but had tried to hide it fast."How?" He asked.

CHAPTER 3

       I looked at him and debated on weather or not to tell him. "I... I'm sorry I haven't even told Thomas yet... I'm not fully comfortable with it..." I said apologetically. I could tell he was looking at me just dying to know. It was quiet for  few minutes then he spoke up. "What's you're most disturbing thought?" He asked. "Well..." I stared to go on and on with it and he would jump in and give better ways of doing it. I could tell he got comfort from talking about dark things and he relaxed a lot more. He started talking about ideas he had and wanted Thomas too do, but was shut down each time. "I've seen you've drawn some and made others. I think they are... well..." I started thinking of a good word to say without hurting his feelings. "Terrible, horrific, nightmare educing..." He started. I cut in again to finish."No, I would say I find them interesting. This right here," I got up and went over to the table picking up a drawing I saw earlier. It was of a zombie unicorn. I showed him it and finished."I really like it." He smiled and I thought his face would crack in half with how big it was.

       We talked for a few hours and I noticed the time. "I hate to leave, but I have to get home for dinner. How about we hang out more?" I asked."That would be fun! I've never had a friend to hang out with besides D and Emo, but Emo doesn't visit any more." He said. "Ok then how about... Monday's and Friday's?" I asked. He looked at what I think was a scheduled and set it aflame. "Yeah! My schedule's cleared for everyday now!" I giggled at his joke. "Ok then. I'm gonna go hang with the others tomorrow if you want to join." I told him and he was fast to reply."I'm not allowed to... but I'll try for you." I gave a smile and said bye. Once I was out the door I called for one of the sides. Patton came down gave me a bear hug and got me out. He pushed me back when we were in front of the others. "Are you ok? Did he hurt you? Did he hold you captive? D-" I stopped the worried Patton an told him I was fine. "All we did was talk and get to know each other. We decided to hang on Monday's and Friday's, and I can hang with you guys any other days." Roman was shocked, and Thomas was scared but had a scene of hope. "If everything goes well he might leave me alone without all those thoughts... I'm fine with you two hanging on those days, but if he does anything then Roman can handle it." Thomas said. "Yes I will!" Roman stated loudly.

       Logan rolled his eyes."(y/n) will be fine. Remus has a new friend and wont bother losing said friend because he doesn't have any." I was about to correct him, but my alarm went off. "I'm sorry Thomas I have to go. My roomie just finished dinner and if I want it warm I have to go now. See ya tomorrow?" I asked. "Yeah, tomorrow will be fine! See ya!" He said leading me to the door. Once I was out he said bye one more time and I walked off. My house wasn't that far from his. It was four blocks away and I honestly liked the walk back to my house.

CHAPTER 4

        I woke up ate and headed to Thomas'. Once I was let in I saw there was a big fight. Remus was clutching something in his hands and Virgil and Roman were yelling at him. "What's going on?" I asked Thomas. "Well... Remus came and wouldn't tell us why he was here, so Roman and Virgil started yelling at him to leave and now are in a big fight." He looked over at the three. I went over to stop them. "Ladies, ladies, you're all pretty! Please stop fighting now!" I say loud enough for them to hear. "He is here and we don't want him here!" Roman and Virgil said in union. "You should let him stay and give him a chance." I calmly say. They started arguing again and Remus told them to stop."I'll leave..." He then turned to me and I was honestly confused. "but I need to give (Y/N) back the rose key chain she dropped in my room." He said handing it to me. I looked at it baffled. I had gotten it from my mom, who got it from her mom, and it went far down the line. We called it the Rose of love because It always fell off when our forever lover was near and they always picked it up and gave it back. It happened to all of them and now it was happening to me.

Soon Remus left and I sat on the couch pondering if what just happened was real. "Uh, (Y/N)? You seem out of it... is something wrong?" I looked up and wanted to tell Thomas so bad, but... the others I didn't want to tell just yet."I-I..." I was somewhat shaking and was having trouble. I soon pulled out my phone and texted him saying I would tell him, but wasn't ready to tell the others. After he received it he nodded and asked the others to leave for a few minutes. Once they left he sat down and asked again. I told him the whole story."This key chain has been in my family for years... my mom gave it to me on my sixteenth birthday. She then told me the stories and gave me the book that had everyone's story. The stories usually start with the Rose falling off of the lady. After it falls off the forever lover, as we call them, picks it up and finds us. For my mom, hers fell of in a public place and my dad only found her by a gut feeling. She knew it was hers because of the engraved words on the back 'The Rose of Love' and the fact it had the last name of its first holder in my family." Thomas sat there and continued to listen.

       "I just have a sliver of trust in their stories and never thought it to be true. I have looked over how the Roes could fall off and had great explanations, but... yesterday I had it stuck on to my belt loop. It's been stuck on it for a year. It fell off in his room... It was a mess and I would have though I would have noticed it gone. It was in his room and he brought it back to me." I finished. He looked at me somewhat questioningly and asked,"So do you think Remus... is you're true love?" I looked up knowing I wasn't ready for real love, I was only twenty-six. Yeah everyone else was ready but not me. "I...I don't know..." He gave me a reassuring hug and let me stay like that for a while. "I don't know what will happen if it's a true story... and if it's not true... I would have fallen for the hoax of my family." I said in a slight whisper. "Well... what do you want to do about the others? Do you want me to tell them, do you, and if you do fall for him and he hurts you I'm here, I'll always be here for you." His words were calming and I felt safe. I pulled back and told him,"I know what they think of him... I'd rather not let them know, but thank you."