#also rip Patton and Logan

[halfhissandwich]

I found out that Thomas broke the glasses that Patton and Logan use, and I made some art of Patton and Logan without their glasses

[moxie-starre]

Ok I’m not posting the next design today cuz ya boi is tired so how about I lore dump instead? Cool? Cool.

(Btw this AU was brought on by a long hyperfixation on the GUILTY TEARS AU by NotExactlyLaborious so go watch that and I’ll be trying make it as different from that as possible I promise 😅)

VIRGIL/ANXIETY:

Design Inspired by: honestly idk I just thought the mask was cool

Videos would be inspired by: LaceyGames or maybe The Painter (except not done completely awfully/imo)

Virgil is 100% convinced Thomas is a horrible person, but is now untrusting towards anyone’s ideas on how to improve him. He desperately tries to warn Thomas of what he’s ‘becoming,’ but isn’t sure how to make him listen except fear. Logan isn’t around to help Virgil anymore so he’s on his own.

PATTON/VIRTUE

Design: Old rubber hose/ horror mascots like The Cartoon Cat with some Spinel inspiration , as well as general Priest-wear

Videos: imagine old black and white PSAs or those fucked-up church/cult cartoons. Obviously, spooks ensue

Patton is also convinced that Thomas is a bad person, which make him go full catholic. He tries to convince Thomas using the imagery of heaven and hell, which only fuels his anxiety (virgil is always suffering:)). All the while, Patton is trying to act as Thomas’s Temporary Logic, which means he had even MORE control, which means Virgil is a gust of wind away from a nervous breakdown.

ROMAN/pride

Design: alternates/doplgangers (Mandela catalogue)

Videos: I’m not 100% sure rn but I’ll think of something soon

Reminder: Thomas(in universe) is a content creator, so a lot of his LIVELIHOOD depends on his creativity and his ability to make. Roman, however, has deemed himself unworthy of having the title “creativity” after Thomas learns about Remus. He thinks Thomas is going to replace him, that he has no further role as creativity. Janus has convinced him that he’s the reason Thomas is a bad person, and so he’s distracted himself with trying to prove his worth as a good person, while also trying to reclaim the role of Creativity, even though Thomas never said he wasn’t (cuz even in horror, he’s still extra). All of the stress causes his body to break, becoming abstract art.

Playlist for this AU:

Virgil-

AMYGDALAS RAGDOLL-Ghost

YGIO-MiaRissy

IRREVERENT GIRL-WeevilDoing

Patton-

HAPPY DAYS-Ghost

LOVE-Creepp

MISS MISERYGUTS-the Rip

Roman-

CALIBER GIRL-Weevidoing

KARAKURI PIERO-40mp

GOMENNE-Kikuo

Also I’m calling this AU INNOCENCE LOST if anyone was wondering lol

[ryoko1232]

Flowering sides

ill just give a basic run down for each sides kinda apperance and then yall can ask for any more information also sorry if this has been done before it just popped in my head once cus i was lookin at flowers.

Roman - He is a rose a red one at that. he is taller than janus and virgil and he takes pride in that, he also insists that hes the same height as patton(hes not, he just wears heels). being a rose with soo many petals it can get hard to clean them all so in his lil rose head some of his petals are kind of wilting.

Remus - He is a stinging nettle. same height as roman but looks shorter cause he dosent wear heels as much. spikey hair, and spikey clothes. lookes kinda wilted but is not dont worry its just his style. too many piercings smh.

Logan - He is a blue star flower, he is the tallest flower of the bouquet. his glasses are kinda broken but not enough to make logan want to get new ones. smallest face thus puppy eye syndrome is strong with him,does not use it often tho.

Virgil - He is a fritillaria persica, his lil petals r covering his eyes and it looks cute. just behind the twins and just above janus when it comes to height. has a nose percing that no one can see. looks kinda wilted on the edges has neither confirm nor denied accusations.

Janus - He is a daffodil. the shortest of the bouquet. has 5 percings. has a ripped petal from dealing with virgil's and remus' shenanigans. has a literal bullet hole in his hat. his cane def has like a knife or something sharp in it.

Patton - is a bluebell. is the second tallest behind logan. kinda the same hair style as virgil but split in the middle to see his face. wears diffrently shaped glasses each day. petals kinda curve when hes happy aka most of the time.

tbh i feel like thomas would be gayer since his sides r literal flowers.

[snowdice]

Creased Hoodies (Chapter 12: The End (For Now)) [Folds in Time Universe]

Fandom: Sander Sides

Relationships: Logan/Virgil, Janus/Patton (background), Remus & Roman  (background)

Characters:

Main: Logan, Virgil

Appear: Patton, Roman

Mentioned: Janus, Remus

Summary: Virgil just wanted to go on his planned summer research trip to do an anthropological study in 2005 America. However, when he is taken off course by an unknown enemy, he ends up stranded in the summer of 2018 with no way to get back the the 44rd century. Luckily, 2018 happens to be where a certain illegal time agency is based, and he might have an in with one of its agents.

This is the intermission for the story Folds in Paper. It takes place between Folds in Paper Book 1 and Book 2. It also takes place after the first 5 chapter of “Messages for a Hacker” which are side stories in the universe. Check all of this and more out on my Folds in Time Master Post.

Chapter Summary: It's finally time for Virgil to return home.

Notes: Time travel AU

This is a fic I’ve been writing on study breaks that you have probably all already seen at this point. I’ve slightly edited it for wording and grammar, but not for content from my previous posts. Feel free to send in asks to direct it because I’m not 100% sure where this is going and you can help decide if you feel so inclined! You can see the process I went through to build this at this link.

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It took Logan a few days to ensure the timepiece and the distortion device were not at risk of blowing up the fabric of time itself. It took about a week more for him to properly study the distortion device Patton had brought home.

“It’s similar to what little we’ve seen of TPI technology,” Logan concluded. He debriefed them all while sitting on the couch with a notebook in hand. “It’s derived from the same technology unlike our time travel devices, which explains why it can block TPI timepieces but not ours. However, it has its differences, and this model in particular is rather shoddily made. While it was meant to create disorder, I doubt almost ripping time apart was its intended purpose, though that is almost what it did.”

“So, you’re thinking whoever made that is from my time then?” Virgil asked.

“Most likely,” Logan agreed. “Though it could always be a Roman and Remus type situation where the culprit was originally from another time period and ended up in your time accidently. However, the origins of this device were certainly the 4500s.”

Virgil glanced at the device set on the coffee table in front of them. It looked more like a 21st century light switch than something with the power to almost destroy time. Even though Logan had been able to study it, there were still many questions Virgil doubted he had an answer to. They didn’t even know why it had been made.

“Do you think whoever made this trapped me here on purpose?” Virgil asked.

“It is a possibility,” Logan mused. “You do work with the TPI and with Janus, a time agent who both is often caught in the chaos these devices create and who runs into Patton frequently. Plus, you know Remus, Roman’s brother, though we didn’t know of the connection before you came to be here. Also, we had a correspondence before this situation. It’s all quite a coincidence if it was not by design.”

“But why?” Virgil asked. “Sure, I’m connected to all of this, but I’m no time agent. All I am to the TPI is a walking history book. I’m not actually involved.”

“Well,” Logan said. “Perhaps someone knows something we do not. Or at least something we do not know yet.”

“Or maybe it’s just a happy accident!” Patton said, though Virgil felt it was more to break the sudden tension that had befallen the room.

“Accident or not,” Logan continued, “we do now have a solution to you being stuck here. I’ve managed to use this device to recalibrate my calculations and pin down its sister device’s current location in this time with much more accuracy. We now just need to get it and turn it off to allow Virgil to leave with his own timepiece.”

“Where is it?” Roman asked.

“A local trash dump,” Logan replied.

“Well, that should be easy enough to get,” Patton said. “Give Roman and I the exact coordinates and we can go and get it now.”

“Wait,” Roman protested. “Why are we the only ones who have to dig through a garbage dump?”

Patton gave him a meaningful look.

“Oh!” Roman said, eyes lighting up. “Oh right!” Then he scowled, remembering the detail that he’d be digging through garbage. “Fine,” he sighed. “The things I do in the name of…”

“Adventure!” Patton cut him off. “It’s an adventure!”

“We’re time travelers. There are so many more exciting adventuring opportunities than dumpster diving, Pat-Pat,” he whined, but he still got up. “I’ll go get changed.”

Patton stood up then and handed Logan his phone, so Logan could download the location of the distortion device onto it.

“We’ll text you when we’re heading back!” Patton said after changing and getting his phone back. “I’ll make sure to give you a 15- and 5-minute warning.” Patton said this with a wink. Virgil immediately hid his face in his hands.

“Do you think the TPI is hiring,” Logan asked as the door closed behind Patton and Roman. “I’d love to move to a different century without those two.”

“Time agents don’t usually live in 4500s,” Virgil said, face still hidden behind his hands. “They’d probably still place you in this century, especially since you’re comfortable here.”

“No escaping them then,” Logan sighed.

“Mmm,” was Virgil’s response.

He felt Logan shift on the couch next to him and a warm palm touched his wrist, gently tugging his hand away from his face. Virgil chose not to resist and let the hand fall away with a sigh. Logan smiled at him when his face was revealed, and Virgil smiled back despite how he could still feel heat in his cheeks.

“You will be going home this evening, I imagine,” Logan said.

“Yeah,” Virgil agreed. It hadn’t fully dawned on him yet. He’d grown used to living here in the past few weeks. He was used to briefly living in other places and times, but here had been different. He hadn’t felt like the observer he usually was. Because Logan, Patton, and Roman knew about time travel and what he really did, he’d had a chance to almost fit in with them. It would be weird to be back in his own time.

“I would like to give you a gift before you go,” Logan said, “If you’ll allow it.”

“Oh,” Virgil said, “uh, okay.”

Logan nodded and reached into his hoodie pocket. He glanced over at Virgil once he’d pulled his closed fist back out. “It is a ring, by the way, but this is not a marriage proposal.”

“Well, I’d certainly hope not,” said Virgil dryly. “An impulse elopement would be off brand for both of us.”

Logan grinned. “Very true,” he agreed. Then, he opened his palm revealing a small, plain ring as promised.

“What is it?” Virgil asked.

“This is an emergency time travel device,” Logan explained. “It’s not particularly complex. It can only take you here to this room between 2 weeks and one year from now, but if you ever find yourself in need, you can use it.”

He offered the ring and Virgil opened his palm. He studied the ring once it was placed in his hand. It was warm, though if that was from Logan’s touch or the technology running in it, Virgil did not know. It was surprisingly light and a rose gold color.

“It also has some security measures,” Logan continued. “It wouldn’t do to make an emergency time travel device that someone else might easily take from you. So, it’s designed to disappear when you put it on. You’ll still be able to feel it and take it off whenever you wish. It will become visible again once it leaves your finger.”

“An invisible ring?” Virgil asked, studying it even more curiously now.

“Yes,” Logan said with a smile. “Full disclosure, it is designed to store your space-time coordinates for up to 48 hours, but as I said, you can take it off whenever you wish and… I promise not to use it against you.”

Virgil looked away from the ring and back up at him. “Okay,” he agreed, surprising himself with the ease at which he accepted this. “Can I put it on?”

Logan nodded, and Virgil slipped the band on his finger. As promised, it disappeared as soon as it passed his first knuckle. He could still feel its unfamiliar weight on his finger.

“You must turn it three times counterclockwise to activate the time travel,” Logan said, making Virgil look up from the seemingly empty space on his finger. “It would drop you pretty much exactly where you are sitting now if you did.”

“Thank you,” Virgil said. He did not feel those words were enough to say when gifted something as impressive as this, but he hoped his tone said enough.

“Don’t use it against me?” Logan asked with a half-smile, and only then did Virgil realize just how much trust was being put onto him. He’d just been given a device that was linked directly to their base of operations despite Virgil working with the TPI.

Virgil shook his head. “I won’t,” he swore.

Deciding to throw his nervousness and embarrassment over last time to the wind, he shot forward to kiss Logan quickly on the lips.

They bumped noses and Logan’s glasses ended up askew in the process, but Logan didn’t seem to mind judging by his delighted laugh when they parted.

“Thank you,” Virgil said again because he still didn’t know what else to say.

“You’re welcome,” Logan replied.

~

The ring continued to sit on Virgil’s finger, invisible but heavy even after Patton and Roman returned from the dump with the device that had caused this whole mess. It was still there when Logan turned off the distortion device and Virgil’s timepiece reactivated. The knowledge of its existence was always in the back of his mind even once he’d made it home and gave the TPI and university an excuse as to why he’d left his trip early. It would stay there even when he received an email from an “unknown sender” making sure he got home okay.

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[darkboysroadtrip]

[this was supposed to be a part of the last ask so it is not drawn.]

"I can listen to almost anything" Remus says, "but the noiser, experimental, trash music is the best" he's shoving the rolled up tent into its bag, "I like loud, wonky, weird, shredding music the best!

"A lot of grunge and any and all other genres of punk can be found in my playlist, you'll also get the random musical, EDM, straight up horror noises" he windmills his hand, "y'know the usual."

"I don't think most people listen to actual screams of terror with flesh ripping, squelching and blood gurgling sounds" Virgil says.

"You don't know that, besides you listen to Doki Doki Literature Club soundtrack stuff, it's the same."

"That's totally different."

"How so My Little Nightmare?"

"That has music to accompany it."

"You... got me there" Remus agrees, "it is a pretty banging soundtrack."

Remus has finally finagled the tent back in its bag and hands it off to Virgil who hauls it on top of the car.

"No surprise to my music taste here but, any kind of emo, punk, rock, you know the stuff."

"You like jazz" Dee says, he's now sitting on the ground with Thomas and Marcy.

"I've come to like jazz because of you."

"True, but you still like it."

Virgil sits down with them, Marcy immediately goes to sit on his shoulder; Thomas in turn goes to sit in his lap to continue playing with her.

"My music taste is hard to pin point" Dee says, "I guess along with the jazz, I like whatever my boyfriends play and some classical in a movie villain type of way."

Virgil snickers, "yeah, sometimes it's scary how accurate that is."

"How do you figure?"

"Dude, sometimes I'll come into the office and you'll be standing at a window with a book in your hands, a glass of wine on the sill with low classical music playing" he laughs, "sometimes I think you're not even reading, it just looks like you're plotting something."

"Maybe I am" Dee wiggles his eyebrows.

"Oooh I love plots!" Remus butts in, "what are we plotting?"

Virgil pats Remus' head, "sorry babe, nothing."

"As far as you know" Dee mutters.

~~~

"As a Broadway Star" Roman starts with a hand fanned to his chest, "I can't see myself loving musicals."

There's a beat of silence.

"Less! I physically can not not love them, they are part of my passion, my very being."

There it is.

"I mean c'mon how can you not love musicals, they're just so enchanting!" he enthuses.

"Fun fact!" Patton pipes up, "Roman has his own recordings from his shows on his phone, so we tend to listen to them quite a bit."

"I can't help it, I'm just so talented" Roman says.

"I don't quite understand musicals, however I do enjoy listening to Roman sing" Logan says.

"Everyone does!" Patton agrees.

Roman, puffed up with all the praise is absolutely beaming.

"Eh, I've heard better" Remus teases.

Roman makes a high pitched and very offended 'ugh', "how dare you!, I can't believe my own broth- actually I can, that's so sad, you make me sad go away."

Remus gets right up next to Roman, his nose practically touching Roman's cheek.

"You'll never be rid of me" he whispers hoarsely.

Roman smacks Remus' forehead when he places it there to shove him away.

"Go finish your packing you gremlin."

Logan stops and looks off like he's looking at a camera in The Office.

"Music of all kinds are wonderful" Roman continues answering the question, "if you have the energy and/or an extensive friend circle-"

"You have other friends?" Virgil yells over.

Roman ignores him.

"-you can find something good in any genre."

"I agree" Patton says and sits next to Roman, "there's so many good music choices out there! And finding new things are always fun!"

He makes a face, "mmm well... there are some things I can't quite listen to, but that's more of a sensory issue."

Logan stops his packing to stand with his partners, "I have an appreciation for rap and I have a soft spot for nerdy educational but funny songs - I don't listen to much music honestly, I do enjoy whatever my partners put on though.

It's not that I don't like music it's just I don't go searching for it" he adjusts his glasses, "besides I like listening to podcasts so that takes up most of my listening to things time."

"You listen to uuuuus" Patton says in a lovey tone.

"I like listening to you, and I would very much like it if you would listen to me."

Patton and Roman glance at each other.

"We - we do though?" Patton says, his head cocked like a confused puppy.

"We've gotten really good at that" Roman agrees.

Logan purses his lips, "yes you have, and it is appreciated greatly"-

"I hear a 'but' coming" Roman stage whispers.

"Mm, yes" Logan says, "your butt specifically Roman, to help pack."

"But I am helping."

Logan blinks slowly just once.

"I'm looking for our next digs" Roman explains waving Logan's phone as added evidence, "and may I add: I am very graciously and humbly taking care of said digs."

"So gracious, so humble" Logan blankly remarks, "can you at least pack your personals?"

"Of course."

"Thank you."

"After I book these hotel suites."

"Fine, I suppose we do need to know where we're going before leaving."

[skylarstar1000]

INKTOBER DAY 17!!!

Here’s the link to AO3 but I’m gonna treat you all with the prompt right here for today! Mainly because I can’t format it the way I would like on there.

Journal

Dear Diary,

Ew why the hell did I just say that? Am I 12? Fucking hell get your shit together bro

Today was really really fun!!! Logan took me shopping and I got a cute little frog and I named him Lilypad!!

I’m so sorry to have left you hanging from last week. My date with Virgil went soooo super well!!! Ugh how have I missed this golden opportunity in front of me for so long!

Work has been hell. You’d think being in charge of your own business would make life easier but nooooo! Of course assholes have to be there to question your authority constantly.

Will you be mad if I rip out your pages and burn them after I write this? I can’t risk my sappy self being found out y’know???

This is stupid Patton I’m not writing out my emotions in here.

I went on a date with Roman yesterday, it was everything I had ever wanted. Gosh I love him- I have loved him for years and he’s just so gah! (That’s positive I promise). So uh yeah- that’s all I guess.

I don’t really have much to add- oh I saw a really cute cat today!!! He had a little bowtie too and it was amazing!!!! Okay that’s all bye bye!!!

I don’t have much to report about my life. I have to learn monologues and all that fun shit by next week. Ughhhhh don’t be a theater major in another life me! Okay that’s all for today!

I don’t know why I’m writing all of this, I really don’t want to bitch to Remus I guess. He’s been dealing with some shit at work since he’s getting a new boss and clients have been assholes. I told him I’d kill a bitch for him- but I also want to keep my job. Ugh life sucks- okay bye.

I’m really worried about Janus, she’s been stressed out of her mind! Maybe I should do something nice for her- oh maybe I should give her a fancy fancy night!!! Okay yeah that’s a great idea me! Thanks me! Bye bye journal I’ll burn you later!!!

[lio-the-chaotic-nonbeanie-weenie]

Prince of Hearts

Summary: Each side has a special sight, allowing them to see things according to their function. Like Virgil being able to see fears and worries physically or in someone’s mind. Roman can see too. As the prince of romance, he can see his fellow sides’ hearts, able to know when they’re heartbroken or healing. He’s grateful only he can see hearts though. Roman’s own heart is broken and he has yet to let it heal so no one needs to see that yet.

(A/N: It took me a long time but I've finally written this idea down! I'm dedicating this to my lovely dear @enigmasalad who stuck with me when I wanted to rip my own heart out. Thank you for healing my heart, mi amor!)

Pairings: Prinxiety if you squint, BROTHERLY CREATIVITWINS

WARNINGS: slight mention of blood, implied gore but no actual gore, slight description of a cut

Each of the sides have a special sight. They each can see things according to their functions.

Logan can see the logic of things and the factual aspect of things, allowing him to learn here and there as well as guide those who need it. Patton can see the others’ inner warmth, allowing him to see who is cold and hurting and in need of warm love. Virgil can see fears and worries, able to detect what’s scaring or worrying his little family so he can fight them off.

Remus can see the worst and darkest of thoughts and sometimes it’s delightful while other times…it’s just kinda sad. Of course, Janus can see lies and truths and through disguises that aren’t his. He can tell when something is even the slightest bit off with a person or object.

And Roman? He can see hearts.

Roman not only handles Thomas’ creativity, but he’s also romance and passion manifested. So, he is able to see the others’ hearts. He can see who’s low on love and passion. He can see where they’re healing, where they’ve been broken, and its little cracks and scars.

Roman has seen all of the others’ hearts and he’s glad they’re all healing little by little after everything that’s happened. He can still remember the many times he’s seen those precious hearts falling apart in pain and in dark times.

Roman remembers Patton’s heart and how it would crack more and more as he bottled up his feelings. He remembers how it burst in the end and it came back together when Patton accepted that he wasn’t okay and took some time to heal.

Roman also remembers Logan’s heart and how slow his heartbreak was, the logical side too stubborn to admit his feelings. He recalls how the heart throbbed more and more, wanting to burst but ending up crumbling into tiny pieces instead before slowly reforming again as if it had stronger reinforcements.

Then there was the time Roman saw Virgil’s wounded heart pounding in worry and fear. He remembers feeling pity for the poor thing, seeing such a scarred heart. It made Roman wonder what Virgil had gone through.

Then Roman saw Janus’ heart and half of it was broken and the other half was scarred. It made Roman feel guilty, wondering if he did that or if Janus had his own dark past. And then there’s Remus. Roman was a bit surprised to see Remus even had a heart but that surprise turned into heavy guilt as he saw Remus’ heart. It was heavily scarred and broken…and it looked like it had been mended over and over.

Then there was Roman’s own heart. It was…well…It was the biggest out of everyone’s, full of passion and love for his work and his family. It was loud and pounded with bravery and joy, exuding the creative energy he uses every day. At least that’s how it used to be when everything was okay. Then things weren’t okay and they never were again.

Roman’s heart weakened and shrunk as if were hollow. Then it shattered loudly like glass. Roman hadn’t know what to do or who to ask so he repaired his own heart.

But just as he had healed it…his heart had been broken again. So the vicious and painful cycle started. His heart would get broken and he’d repair it again.

Over and over and over it continued until Roman grew tired of trying to repair his heart. He accepted that it was broken forever and it couldn’t be healed so he gave up trying, taking advantage of the fact that no one can even see it.

Sometimes though…Roman looks at his heart and wishes he could rip it out along with his real heart. It’s a thought Remus would be proud of and concerned about but it’s one thought Roman can’t stop thinking of. It’s just…why keep something broken? Why have a heart if it only breaks over and over and it hurts?

Maybe Logan was right about not feeling things. Sadly, Roman can’t rip his heart out. He’s needed by Thomas. Or, well, his ideas are needed. His creative work is needed. Roman himself? Well, clearly the others have made it clear he isn’t needed.

            The thoughts alone make Roman’s heart crack again. He’s lost count of how many cracks and scars he’s got across his heart. He doesn’t know anymore how many times he’s felt it throb and ache in pain. He’s used to all of it by now, ignoring the pain and the scars. He has an image to uphold and no one needs to see his battered, aching heart. Besides, they’ve all held his heart and left it destroyed. Why would he let them hold it again?

This is how Roman finds himself sitting in his chair at the dining table, having tuned out today’s discussion as he wasn’t needed yet. That stung a little but he doesn’t argue. Making a scene won’t do any good here. Instead, he keeps staring at his heart as it rests in his palm. It beats slowly, almost tiredly.

It used to be a bright red but it’s long faded over the years as his passion and love dwindled. His eyes then travel across the cracks and scars. His fingers twitch with the urge to crush the little thing into pieces until he can feel nothing. His thumb just barely digs into the surface. He doesn’t notice Remus or Janus watching him subtly.

Remus had long grown bored of the discussion as Patton babbled on and on about whatever. The intrusive side had stopped paying attention a while back. He had been chewing on the pen he stole from Logan when he glanced over at his twin. He can see him pressing at his palm with his thumb and he hums curiously, wondering what his brother is thinking of.

He usually doesn’t look into the others’ thoughts much since they’re often boring but he’s been peeking in on Roman’s lately. They’ve been growing more and more dark each day. It’s worrying though Remus will never admit that to anyone. So, Remus peeks into Roman’s mind and-

Just one squeeze…

It’ll hurt less…

Can’t trust them…

Want to rip it out…

It hurts…

Don’t want this anymore.

No more.

No more.

No more.

No-

Remus pulls out of those thoughts with a soft gasp which he quickly hides with a cough. He knows Janus saw him though and he shakes his head at Janus, mouthing a ‘later’ at him before glancing at Roman. The creative side is still staring at his hand, running his thumbnail across his palm over and over. It makes Remus grow a little concerned for his twin. Sure, he doesn’t act like it but he does care for Roman in his own ways.

Meanwhile, Roman is oblivious to everything, still running his thumb over his heart. It beats weakly, slowly, tiredly. He so badly wants to squeeze it until it breaks and bursts. He wants to rip it out and tear it into shreds. He’s tired of having a broken heart. It hurts too much and the others have no idea. Of course they don’t. They can’t see it. They can’t see his heart. They can’t see-

“Roman?”

Roman jumps, blinking as he’s pulled away from his darkening thoughts.

“Y-Yes?”

“I was asking you a question. Are you lost in your daydreams again?” Logan asks, that stern look on his face.

“I-I’m sorry, Specs. I suppose I was.” Roman smiles sheepishly.

Janus hides his one glowing eye as him and Remus glance at the prince.

Logan merely adjusts his glass.

“I’m not surprised. Please do pay attention. This discussion is beneficial for our next meeting with Thomas. Even if Creative input may not be needed.” he lectures before returning to the original topic.

Remus has to resist throwing another shuriken at the logical side’s forehead for that harsh comment. He glances at Roman again. His twin is staring at it his hand again and he frowns. The intrusive side peeks into his twin’s thoughts again.

No daydreams.

Daydreams are bad.

I’ll rip my brain out too.

After I rip my heart out.

My heart hurts.

I don’t want my heart.

No more heart.

No more pain.

They can’t see anyways.

They can’t see.

They don’t see-

Remus pulls out of those thoughts and glances at his twin. Is that what he sees? His own heart? He blinks and gazes at Roman, eyebrows slightly creased in concern. He doesn’t see what heart Roman is thinking about. He’s still…staring at his hand, dragging the nail of his thumb across the dry skin of his palm over and over as if he were trying to cut something.

It makes Remus want to say something but not even a little nasty thought comes to mind. It’s quiet in his head and it terrifies him. Remus can’t do much but squirm in his seat out of restlessness. As he shifts in his seat again, he hears Janus hiss softly.

“Janus?” Remus whispers, glancing at him in worry.

“Roman…he’s lying.” Janus mutters, pulling the brim of his hat down to hide the glow of his eye once again. “I can hear them.”

Janus looks over to Roman again. He hadn’t meant to tune into the prince’s dark thoughts but he could practically hear the lies screaming inside the Creative side. He’s heard the others’ lies but they were more like hushed whispers. Secrets not meant to be ever, ever told.

Roman’s, however, sounded like a cacophony of cries. It’s like the prince was hoping someone would hear them if it screamed loud enough. And it seemed to grow ever louder.

IT DOESN’T HURT

IT DOESN’T HURT

IT DOESN’T HURT

IT’S OKAY

IT’S OKAY

I’M OKAY

“Shit.” Janus hisses softly, biting his lip.

“Jan?” Remus squeezes his arm.

“His lies. They sound so agonizing.”

The two glance at Roman.

“Oh, RoRo…what’s going on in that messy head of yours?” Remus whispered.

The rest of the meeting continues as Logan lectures on and on. Remus and Janus continue watching Roman as said prince continues to remain oblivious. He barely registers if anyone is watching him. He hasn’t noticed Virgil glance his way with an anxious look or Janus letting out another soft hiss. He doesn’t hear Remus whimper softly out of worry for his twin. He doesn’t even move when Patton says his name or when Logan gives him a disappointed glance that makes Remus want to rip the logical side’s face off.

Roman just keeps staring at his heart. His thumb running over the growing cracks and digging deeper with each line. Just one rip or squeeze. Anything to rip this old heart apart. Just one tear or two or three and maybe it won’t hurt anymore. He starts to count the lines with each trace.

One, two, three more times he drags his thumbnail, driving it into the ravine of his glass heart.

Four, five, six more and he hardly notices the angry red line he’s creating on the palm of his hand.

Seven, eight, nine lines he’s traced, trying to dig even deeper. Deep enough to severe this wounded heart into pieces.

Ten-

“RoRo, stop, you’re bleeding!”

Roman blinks and gazes down at his hand. The heart isn’t there anymore. Just his hand…His bloody hand…Roman stares at his hand again a little longer, wishing it were his heart instead. He frowns and runs his thumb over the line again, barely flinching at the sting. He’s felt much, much worse anyways. He just wants it to stop. He doesn’t like hurting anymore. Obviously, he can’t duck out but-

“RoRo!”

Roman looks up and Remus is right there in front of him, hands on his shoulders, the others behind him staring at him.

“RoRo, are you…okay?” Remus asks, voice unusually soft and worried.

It makes Roman want to cry and give in but what do they care? They’ll just do the routine again. He’ll cry, they’ll worry and prod, he’ll tell them his burdens, they’ll assure him and comfort him, and then once he’s on his feet, the others will leave again.

Roman smiles weakly instead.

“I’m okay.”

And then he sunk out as tears pricked his eyes.

Roman sinks up into his room and the tears fall along with the weak smile as he crumples to the floor. How could Remus ask him that? He never cared. He should be happy with the bloodshed. That’s what he wanted right?

And the others…they wouldn’t care either. Roman chokes, stuck between broken laughter and agonizing sobs. It hurts so much, realizing that he’ll always have a broken heart. It hurts even worse, knowing he’ll always have it inside him…unless…

The princes stands up, not caring that he’s still bleeding or crying. His other hand presses at his chest as he drives it deep inside. There’s a reason why the sides’ bodies weren’t as real as Thomas’. For once, Roman’s glad they’re metaphysical. It’ll be less messy.

Roman digs around and around. It’s here somewhere…there! He feels his heart’s fragile glass, threatening to crack any second. He’s tempted to leave it there until it breaks again so the shards can stab him from the inside but really, he’s sick and tired of feeling it beat and throb and break. So with a growl, he pulls.

And he pulls.

And pulls.

And pulls.

And…

The prince finally rips his heart out with an agonizing cry.

Roman nearly sags in relief, finally free of the heavy pain and ache. He nearly falls again and his wounded hand grips at the sink. He feels tired now but he glances at his heart. It beats ever so weaker and it’s become so small. But that’s okay. He doesn’t need it. Not anymore.

Roman stares at the damned thing and…he laughs. He laughs and laughs until it hurts. Until tears start streaming down his face. He laughs as he staggers back to his room, falling to the floor with one final thought.

I’m finally free.

And Roman’s heart stops beating as it falls to the floor and shatters into pieces.

----

Before he could even sink out of his chair, Remus screams in pain and doubles over.

“Remus! Remus, what is it?” comes Janus’ voice from his beside him.

Remus hisses, clutching his chest.

“H-Hurts!”

“What hurts? Are you hiding an injury again?”

“N-No! R-Roman, I can feel him! He’s-ngh!” Remus cries out again. “He’s hurt!”

“Remus,” Janus tries to ask only to be cut off by another cry.

“N-Need to help RoRo! Now!”

Before Janus can ask further, Remus tears out of his hold and braces through the pain, dashing out of the kitchen and up the stairs. As he stumbles up the final steps, Remus tries to listen for his brother’s thoughts but he’s only met with dead silence. This terrifies him and makes the intrusive side hurry down the hall.

When he gets to the door, Remus doesn’t even bother knocking. He musters some strength and bulldozes right through. Then Remus freezes up.

“RoRo!”

Roman lays unconscious on the floor, his colors now dull like his dead eyes. The wound on his hand had long stopped bleeding but has yet to heal. His room felt cold and dark. It’s as if something or someone were missing from it. Like the life of the room itself was…gone.

Remus is immediately at his twin’s side, pulling his body onto his lap. Shaky hands move to turn Roman’s face towards him and for the first time, it makes Remus actually sick to see his twin like this. No silly smile, no excessive glitter, no rainbow blush or even his glow. It’s completely wrong. It’s not Roman at all. It makes Remus sick and angry. With a low growl, Remus summons everyone to Roman’s room.

“Remus, I told you not to-oh. Oh no.” Janus steps forward, kneeling down.

“I hate it when you-oh shit, Roman!” Virgil is immediately on Roman’s other side.

“Remus, you know it’s rude to-oh goodness!” Patton’s hands fly to his mouth in shock.

“What did you have to summon me here for-oh. Oh dear.” Logan falls speechless.

Remus sniffs and glares at the others, eyes glowing red as he holds his twin protectively.

“What happened to him? I. want. Answers.” he growls.

“W-We don’t know, Remus. Honest. We haven’t noticed anything off with Roman.” Patton replies with a gulp.

“Yeah, Princey said he was fine yesterday.” Virgil stammers, wringing his hands.

Remus huffs and looks to Janus.

“They’re both telling the truth.” Janus hums then frowns, looking up with a glowing eye. “But there seems to be a lie in there.”

Remus glares at Patton and Virgil again then to Janus.

“What is it? What’s the lie?” he asks.

Janus looks at Roman and shakes his head.

“That Roman is fine. He is very far from fine.” he sighs. “He lied to Virgil.”

Virgil blinks and frowns.

“But he…he looked fine…Didn’t he?”

Janus shakes his head.

“Our prince is a better actor than we give him credit for.”

“Oh, Roman…have we been hurting you all this time?” Patton sniffs, taking a step closer.

Remus only growls ferally and holds Roman closer, making Patton yelp and jump back.

“It’s alright, Remus. They won’t harm him.” Janus assures him, squeezing his shoulder.

“They already did. I don’t trust them not to do so again.” he huffs. “The only reason they aren’t splattered all over my mace and across the walls yet is because I know RoRo doesn’t want me to hurt them.”

Janus gazes at Roman’s face, guilt pooling in his stomach. Despite their rocky relationship, the prince never once wished harm towards him. Not even through Remus. And in return, Janus could only keep hurting him. What had he done?

“Roman’s been hurt a lot. I think…he’s been carrying so much weight that he’s buckled over from it.” The snake side sadly mutters a moment later. “He’s exhausted.”

Remus sighs and fixes Roman’s hair the best he can, tucking in that one stray curl.

“He looks more than exhausted, Jan. He looks fucking dead. Like the life has been ripped out of him.” he mumbles.

At the same time, Patton gasps softly and all eyes are on him.

“Roman…he’s…he’s so cold inside. How did I not see?” he sniffs, his tears falling.

“Cold?” Remus tilts his head.

“I can see when one of you are feeling cold inside from feeling bad or hurt. It helps me know when to provide warmth and love.” Patton explains, hands shaking with the want to warm Roman.

That’s when Virgil realizes something too.

“Oh fuck…Yesterday when I asked Roman how he was doing…I felt something off but I didn’t question it. I thought…fuck, I thought he was nervous about his trip to the Imagination or today’s meeting.” he explains, pausing to take in a shaky breath. “I didn’t know how much he was hiding until earlier today when he cut his hand. He panicked and he was scared about us finding out something then…it was just…gone. Like he wasn’t scared anymore.”

“You can see things too?” Logan questions.

Virgil nods, a hand hovering over Roman to touch him. When Remus approves, Virgil holds one of Roman’s hands. It feels cold.

“I can. I see fears and worries but I try not to pry unless I needed to.” he mutters. “I should’ve looked into Roman’s though.”

Remus huffs.

“Don’t blame yourself too much. Roman was just too good at hiding things.” he mumbles before sighing. “I saw his thoughts though. They…They were fucked up. Like, super fucked up for someone like Ro who usually has sunshine and love coming out of his ass.”

The intrusive side still remembers Roman’s thoughts from earlier. So dark. So painful. So loud.

Logan gazes at Roman and frowns.

“I can’t see anything logical. Or any facts.” he gasps before flustering and clarifying, “I can’t see anything there to help me with Roman other than his title and traits. I do see insecure, burned out, and…oh. Oh, Roman…”

Roman Sanders is brokenhearted.

And Logan averts his gaze as guilt sinks in. He’s hardly felt this much guilt before. But now, it feels like a growing weight as he wonders how much Roman internalized his words. All of it.

“Logan?” Patton shakes him out of his trance.

“I…I have hurt Roman a lot…haven’t I?” the logical side whispers, a lump in his throat. “Everything I’ve said and done to him…I didn’t think Roman took it that much to heart. I-I thought—"

“You thought you were knocking RoRo down a peg or two? Oh, you did. You knocked him down so hard his self-esteem is fucking broken.” Remus cuts in with a growl.

Logan bows his head in shame, his dignity long gone.

“Sometimes I forget that Roman is also The Ego. I never realized how much my words had impact on him. Did…Did I push him too far?”

“I think…we all did. We all hurt Roman in many ways and we didn’t realize it.” Janus hisses. “But we still don’t know what he did to himself.”

Remus sucks in a breath as he feels another wave of pain.

“Whatever it is, it really fucking hurts. It’s like something’s…missing. Something’s gone from Roman and it feels like something’s missing from me too.” he shudders, a free hand on his chest. “Ugh, it feels like something’s been ripped out of me.”

Janus blinks and glances between the twins.

“Like…a heart?”

“Yeah…wait what?” Remus asks, confused. “What are you talking about, Janus?”

Janus places a hand on Roman’s chest, shuddering at how he can’t feel the prince’s once mighty heartbeat. Not that he knew what his heartbeat was like.

“Everyone here mentioned what they could see. For you and me, Remus, it’s quite obvious. For Roman, we can’t see what he does. So what if Roman can see hearts?”

“It…It makes sense.” Logan gasps, eyes widening in revelation. “Roman is not only Creativity or the Ego. He is passion and…love…”

“S-So Roman could see our hearts? Even when they were broken?” Patton squeaks, tears pricking the corners of his eyes. His poor, poor kiddo.

Janus and Logan nod.

“He always did know what to do when we were hurting. We never realized how…or that he did it to hide his own heart.” Janus whispers, turning away as a single tear rolls down his cheek.

Roman was always there for everyone, comforting them and cheering them up. He set aside his own broken heart to be there for the others. No one even bothered to help him. No one noticed how desperate he was for someone to hold his heart and fill it with love and warmth or how scared he was to even give his heart away. Roman made sure that everyone came first.

Now, here was Roman. Lifeless. Loveless. Empty. And they all blamed themselves. Janus had manipulated him, threatening him with every weakness he could find like it were blackmail.

Logan knew what words to use to keep Roman in line, to shut him down and put him in his place.

Patton pressured him too much, piled expectation upon expectation and never gave the prince a chance to defend himself. Whenever Roman tried to express himself or voice his opinion, Patton would unknowingly guilt trip him back into compliance.

Virgil belittled him every chance he got, throwing insults at Roman and never once apologized because Roman was always being told off. Even if he was hurt all the same.

Remus tried so hard to be a better brother but The Voices often got too loud or he’d hit him too hard.

It's dead silent for a moment before Remus sniffles. Remus never cries so it’s almost an alarming sound to the others.

“How do we fix it? How do we fix his heart?” he asks, his voice painfully small and broken. His eyes looking Roman over. He misses his loud, colorful brother.

“Well…Broken hearts need love, right?” Patton replies. “We just have to love Roman more.”

Remus can’t help but huff and scoff at that.

“Oh, now he says that.” he mutters.

He knows Patton wants to help but after seeing how the fatherly side betrayed Roman at his weakest, even the intrusive side himself couldn’t trust him. It makes Remus hold Roman just a little tighter, another tear rolling down his cheek and onto Roman’s face.

Janus, however, knows Remus well and squeezes his shoulder.

“Remus, you have to let them in so they can try to help. They won’t hurt Roman anymore. Not now when they know the truth.” he sighs before gazing down at Roman’s pale face. “Besides, we’re both guilty of hurting Roman too.”

Remus droops and sniffs.

“You’re right…I just…I want to be a better brother for RoRo so we can be friends again. I swore he’d never be hurt again but I failed.” he whispers brokenly, running a thumb over one of Roman’s scar on his cheek. “I want to help too.”

Janus dries Remus’ tears.

“You already are, Remus. Now,” he gestures to the others who were standing by and waiting. “Let them in.”

Remus looks up at the two, breathing in shakily. He glances at Roman then back at them.

“Fine.” he huffs but puts a hand up before they could move. “But I’m watching all of you. And not a word about what I said earlier. I still have a reputation to keep because you shitheads need to learn when to back off from RoRo.”

Virgil chuckles softly, face hidden in his hoodie.

“We know, Remus. Your secret is safe with us.” he promises, squeezing Roman’s hand.

Remus, slightly flustered, huffs and looks back at his twin.

“Let’s just help Ro already.” he mumbles.

It’s awkwardly silent for a moment before Janus decides to step forward, kneeling down in front of the prince. He removes his right glove and takes Roman’s other hand, squeezing it gently.

“I may have apologized before but I’ll do it again. I…I am so, so sorry, my dear prince. I never noticed how much harm I have caused you. I never saw your broken heart. I was meant to protect you.” he says, gazing at Roman’s sash then his face as if he were reminiscing. “I promised myself I would and I didn’t. For that, I’m very sorry and I know mere words may not fix everything but know that I will do what it takes to earn your forgiveness. Know that you are very much loved. You are our prince. Our Roman. We need you more than you think.”

Janus squeezes Roman’s hand and leans over, planting a kiss on his forehead. When nothing happens, Janus lets go and replaces his glove as he gazes sadly at the sleeping prince.

It’s then that Virgil feels brave and swallows his nerves, taking a deep breath.

“Fuck, uh, I’m going next.” he gulps, moving closer to Roman and pulling his hood down.

A clammy hand moves to caress Roman’s cheek.

“Hey, Princey…I’ve been a shitty friend, huh? You’ve made up with me and always did your best to make me feel welcome and included here on your side. You always fight off my worries and…” Virgil pauses and flusters. “You were the only one who really knew how to calm me down. And yet, I hurt you without realizing it. You never really did get an apology or even a chance to defend yourself. It was always me that got away with it. I guess I should’ve pumped the breaks too.”

Virgil takes in a shaky breath, eyeshadow darker than ever. He then continues.

“I’m so fucking sorry. For everything. For hurting you. For all my awful words. For constantly making fun of you when you work so hard.” he mutters before smiling softly. “You know…we were an awesome team at the mall. Yeah, I freaked out but if you weren’t there, I don’t think I could’ve pushed Thomas into meeting Nico. Literally. You were always so much braver than me and I wanted to be just as brave too. I…We love you, Roman. Flaws and all. I wish you could see that. I wish you could see how much you do for us.”

He then leans down and kisses Roman’s cheek, face flushed.

Janus can’t help but chuckle a little.

“How cute. Though, were you going to say something else there, Virgil? I thought I heard something else…” he teases.

Virgil blinks and reddens, glaring at Janus for a moment.

“S-Shut the fuck up, asshole.”

Remus raises an eyebrow at that.

“We’re talking about that later, emo.” he says, grinning slightly.

Virgil swallows again and nods, letting Roman go so Remus can hold him again.

“R-Right, yeah. Whatever. Who’s next?”

Logan steps forward, kneeling beside Virgil.

“May I, Remus?” he asks first.

Remus huffs but loosens his hold on Roman.

“Thank you.”

Logan then takes Roman’s hand, gazing at it. Oh, the poor thing’s hand looks so worn. So tired.

He can feel the callouses on his fingertips and the scars on his skin. He wonders just how much Roman often pushed himself to meet everyone’s demands. Especially the logical side’s own requests. He can’t help but feel guilty. Both he and Roman do a lot of work for Thomas and everyone but he always treated Roman like he was never working enough or that he was only worth 0.5% of Thomas’ day.

Glancing around the mess that is Roman’s room, Logan realizes just how hard Roman works.

There’s stacks of papers piled on the desk and a big cork board above it, covered in notes and reminders on top of a calendar filled with scribbles. Several books are stacked on the other side of the desk with sticky note tabs jutting out from them in different pages. Logan realizes too that he should visit Roman more often and brainstorm here. He then turns back to Roman, squeezing his hand.

“Roman…I’m sorry. For every word I said. For underestimating you. For using your weaknesses against you whenever we argued. For making you question your worth. You are worth so much more and I failed to notice.” he sniffles regretfully, failing to keep his voice from breaking. “You work just as hard and I understand what it’s like to see your efforts go to waste. I should have been there for you. Especially since you’ve worked so hard to be better for us. You don’t have to. You were enough. You were so good enough. I apologize for never realizing how much my words have broken your heart. You’re not stupid or a fool or worthless. You are Prince Roman of Creativity. You are important and needed.”

Logan kisses Roman’s hand because he’s unsure of what else to do before letting go.

He then turns to remove his glasses and scrub at his face before turning back.

“I…I hope Roman can hear us.” he stammers, clearing his throat.

“I hope so too.” Patton nods. He had been lost in thought. He kneels beside Logan, tears already rolling down his cheeks. “C-Can I go next, Remus?”

Remus nods.

“Just watch yourself, froggy.” he mutters.

“I will. Thank you.”

Patton then takes Roman’s hand, squeezing it too.

“Oh, kiddo…I’m so, so sorry. I’m supposed to be the dad that takes care of everyone but I failed to take care of you. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry!” he sobs, hiccupping and sniffling. “I should’ve been there. I should’ve listened to you too. I shouldn’t have weighed you down with all those expectations. You always make us feel happy and loved. You know how to cheer us up and you make us feel so safe. In return, we made you feel as if you had to hide. As if you had to play your role perfectly. You can take a break, Roman. You can let your guard down. You aren’t weak for your mistakes. We still love you. You are part of our family and we can’t be whole without you. We need you too!”

Patton then breaks down and sobs harder into Roman’s hand, kissing it. When he manages to calm down a bit, he reluctantly lets Roman’s hand go.

Silence falls back in as everyone watches Roman. Remus then realizes it’s his turn and sighs, staring at his twin. He then glances at the others who are waiting for Remus to speak.

“Look,” Remus huffs. “I…I don’t usually do this mushy, gushy shit so don’t fucking judge me if I say all the wrong stuff, okay? RoRo and I have our own brand of showing we care.”

“Of course, Remus. Your secret is safe with me.”

“Yeah, Remus. You’ve always been more of an action guy. I know.”

“We know, Remus. You’re a good brother, kiddo.”

“Understandable. This is between you and your brother.”

Remus nods his thanks and turns back to his brother, taking a deep breath. One hand holds Roman’s and the other tugs at the sash, turning it so a messily embroidered “R” in green is shown at the bottom.

“RoRo? Why didn’t you tell me you were feeling bad again? Why do you keep hiding? I know I’m not always the nicest brother but I’m trying. The voices are assholes sometimes, y’know? Yeah, I said I wanted you dead but I didn’t mean it. I still need you here. You’re my literal other half.” he whispers sadly, his hand moving to tug at his own sash which has its own embroidered “R” but in golden cursive this time.

Remus breathes out shakily, more tears rolling down makeup-streaked cheeks as he continues.

“Even though you were jealous of me. Sometimes I was jealous of you. You could create without fail. You could heal and fix whatever I messed up. I…I always thought you were amazing, little brother. Even when everyone else didn’t think so or were too blind to see it. Please come back, RoRo. We royal promised we’d be brothers forever and you can’t break that promise. We still gotta annoy Logan and mess with Virgil. We were supposed to hang out with Janus too so you guys can be friends. S-So wake up already you dramatic fuck. Wake up!”

Then Remus sobs and it’s…actually gut wrenching to hear. No one besides Janus and maybe Virgil has ever heard the Intrusive side cry like this. Sure, the twins don’t get along but it’s clear now that they really need each other.

“Shh, he’ll be okay, little squid. We’ll love him as much as he needs.” comes Janus’ soft voice, a hand rubbing Remus’ shaking back.

Then…

As everyone cries over their fallen prince, there’s a golden spark in the corner of the room and warm glow fills the room as that spark rises from the floor. The sides gaze at the spark as it rises higher and higher, moving towards the center of the room.

Then glass-like shards appear one by one in different colors. Green, Yellow, Purple, Cyan, Navy blue, Red. They spin around the spark and come together forming…a heart.

Sometimes, metaphorical hearts are compared to glass, tough during the hardest moments and fragile during the weakest moments. Easy to shatter, harder to put the pieces back together.

But love makes it easier to keep the pieces together and it seems it did for this heart. The heart spins and lowers, moving towards its home. To Roman. It stays there though. Ripping out a heart is difficult and it would be just as hard to put it back in.

Remus then blinks.

“I-I can see it. I can see RoRo’s heart. What do I do?! I don’t know how to heal. I’m gonna mess it up.” he stammers.

Janus squeezes his shoulder.

“Hey, it’s alright, Remus. You can do it. You want to help your brother, yes?”

Remus nods.

“I do but…” his hands hesitate above the heart. It looks very fragile. “I don’t want to hurt him again.”

Oh Remus…

Janus smiles softly and puts his hand over Remus’ shaking pair.

“You won’t, my dear. I’m right here too.” he soothes, squeezing Remus’ hand to still his shaking.

Another pair of hands join, pale and clammy and just as shaky.

“I-I wanna help Roman’s heart too.” Virgil nods.

Remus nods.

“For Roman.”

Patton and Logan step forward, both nervous and still guilty.

“C-Can we help too, Remus? We want to make this right.” Patton asks, wringing his hands.

He owed Roman lots of love and care after lacking the past years.

Logan nods too.

“I want to atone for what I’ve done. For what I’ve said. I want to remove every awful word I must have buried in there.” he manages to choke out, not even caring that his face is wet with tears again.

Remus breathes in and nods.

“You can but it’ll take more than this for Roman to heal so you both definitely have a lot to make up for. Fuck that up and I’ll have your heads before Roman can even stop me.” he growls, glaring at them.

“We won’t hurt him anymore, Remus. We promise.” Patton assures the dark twin.

“We’ll be kinder to him. Give him the love he needs.” Logan adds.

“You better.” Remus huffs. “Now get over here.”

The two nod and place their hands over Virgil’s.

Then they gently push the heart down into Roman’s chest, slowly and carefully.

“Wake up, RoRo. Please don’t rip your heart out again.”

“Come back to us, little prince. We need you so much.”

“We’re here, Princey. We see you and hear you.”

“Please take your heart, Roman. It is a vital part of who you are. Our dear prince.”

“Oh, kiddo. Don’t worry, I’ll be here to help you if your heart hurts again. I’ll give you all the warmth you need.”

They push down more and more and slowly the heart sinks into Roman’s chest. Once it’s fully in, a golden ray of light blooms from Roman’s body as if the heart were thanking them for returning it home. Then-

“RoRo!” Remus gasps.

With a sparkle of magic and gold, Roman’s color slowly returns. It starts from his feet and climbs up, his sash bright red again and his skin turning back to its beautiful tan color. Even Roman’s eyes regain life, the dull green brightening back into a lovely emerald.

Then Roman gasps for air.

---

Roman doesn’t know how long he’d been out but he hadn’t expected to wake up. When he does, he gasps for air and squirms in the pair of arms he’s in before looking about. His eyes widen. They’re…They’re all here. Why are they here? This isn’t right. This isn’t how it’s supposed to end.

No, no, no. Why did they fix it again? They’re just gonna break it. He’s gonna break it again and-

“RoRo! Hey, hey, it’s okay. You’re okay.”

Roman shakes his head, squirming out of whoever is holding him.

“No, no! It’s not! It’s not okay!”

He stumbles to his feet but someone grabs his arm.

“Roman, look at me.”

Roman whips his head around and he sees…Remus?

“R-Ree…”

“Hey, dumb dumb. It’s okay now. It’s okay.” Remus soothes, his voice unusually soft.

Remus doesn’t look like it but he can be soft during the right times. It’s not often he shows it though. It’s often reserved for his brother since the poor thing doesn’t do well with tough love.

Roman, stubborn as ever, shakes his head as his breath hitches.

“It’s not! I-It wasn’t supposed to be fixed! It wasn’t supposed to go back inside!” he cries, clutching at his chest.

Janus takes that moment to take Roman’s hands in his, the snake’s gloves nowhere to be seen.

“Roman, my dear prince, look at me.”

“J-Janus?” Roman gazes at him, confused and lost. Poor, poor thing.

“There’s that pretty face, beautiful rose. You look so tired. So weary. We’ve hurt you a lot, haven’t we?” Janus replies, caressing Roman’s cheek.

Roman can’t help but lean into his touch. It makes Janus’ heart ache.

“W-What’s…What’s happening?”

“That’s what we want to know, my prince.”

Roman blinks.

“We…?”

The prince then looks around and he’s startled to see the others here too. His head feels dizzy as he looks between every face in front of him.

Patton looks antsy as if he were itching to give a hug. Logan looks remorseful, gaze averted in shame.

Virgil looks very worried, eyeshadow messy and dark while his hands twist into the fabric of his hoodie. Remus and Janus are the closest to him, smiling small but sadly in concern.

It makes Roman pull away from Janus, hugging himself as if it was going to protect him.

“I…How did you even know I was here?” he asks.

Remus squeezes Roman’s shoulder.

“Twin bond. I knew you did something to yourself the moment I felt like I was stabbed.” he sighs, a hand over his own heart. “I felt your pain, Roman.”

Roman swallows and shrinks in on himself.

“Oh…I…I forget that you often feel what I do, Ree. I’m sorry.” he mumbles.

“Don’t be. It’s not your fault, RoRo.” Remus sighs. “So, do you want to tell us why your heart was outside of you?”

Roman hangs his head in shame. The words are on his lips and he so badly wants to tell them everything. Yet, he feels hesitant. What if, after they comfort him, they go back to what they were doing and they end up breaking his heart again? What if they’re only doing this to make sure Thomas still has his Creativity and not Roman himself? What if they’re doing this make themselves feel better and they’ll drop him later?

“Hey. Princey. Roman, look at me.”

Roman looks up and blinks, seeing Virgil standing in front of him.

“V-Virgil…”

Virgil cups his face and wipes a stray tear.

“Let us in, Roman. We want to help you.”

“Y-You do?”

“Of course. We all do.”

“But…But it’s rotten work…”

Virgil chuckles. He missed Roman’s little movie references.

“Not to me, it’s not. Not if it’s you.”

Roman blinks and takes a deep breath.

“Okay.”

Virgil takes that moment to let Roman go.

“Take your time, Princey.”

Roman nods, still hugging himself.

Then after a moment of silence-

“I ripped my heart out.” Roman whispers like it’s still a secret. “I ripped my heart out because it was broken and it hurt inside. I was tired of feeling it break and be fixed over and over. I was tired of feeling hurt all the time.”

Soft gasps fill the room.

“Oh, Roman…”

Roman places a hand over his chest where his heart his now.

“I guess you all figured it out but I can see hearts. I can see who needs love or passion. I can see broken hearts. I knew none of you could see mine so I never bothered to fix mine. I thought it was too broken and…”

Roman gazes at Patton then Logan and then Janus, the three of them wilting in guilt.

“I was scared.” Roman whimpers. “I didn’t want to give my heart to someone who might break it again and again. I’ve put my heart into all your hands and…”

“A-And we broke it, didn’t we?” Patton whispers with guilt and anger at himself in his voice. “I’m so sorry, kiddo. We didn’t know how fragile your heart already was.”

Roman sighs.

“It’s okay—”

“Stop right there. It’s not okay, little one.” Janus cuts in. “We all hurt you and made you feel as if you couldn’t show your heart to us. We should be apologizing to you.”

“B-But what if you break it all over again?”

Oh, Roman…

Janus can’t help but feel guilt churning in his stomach again. Part of him feels like he’s majorly to blame for the prince’s trust issue.

It’s no wonder the poor thing can’t reach out or open up. He’d become too afraid to ask for love let alone even try, thinking he’d be slapped in the face with rejection or be called out for being overdramatic again.

It’s a horrifying realization to Janus and he holds up his right hand.

“I promise you that we won’t. Not anymore, my prince. We all love you more than you’ll ever know.” Janus swears. “I know you might not believe it but it’s true.”

Roman feels his heart and…oh. It’s…It’s beating so much. It really wants to be loved. He wants to be loved. So much.

“Please be careful with my heart.”

Janus smiles softly.

“I will, my prince. We all will.”

Remus squeezes his shoulder again.

“We won’t let you feel the need to rip your heart again, RoRo.” he adds.

“You’re okay now, Princey. We’ll take care of you.”

“We love you so much, kiddo! We’ll always love you!”

“I may not be the best with love and affection but I will do my best to be here for you too, Roman. You are worth more than you think.”

Roman blinks.

“Oh.”

Overwhelmed by all the sudden love, Roman forgets all his words and his legs give out as he falls to his knees. Oh dear.

Remus is immediately at his side.

“RoRo?”

Roman trembles.

“I just…you all…I…”

Then the prince finally lets out the tears he’s bottled up. His broken sobs fill the room like a sorrowful song.

Remus whimpers and holds his twin tight.

“You’ve been keeping that in for so long, huh? Just let it out, RoRo. We’re right here.” he whispers. “You’re going to be okay, little brother.”

Janus decides to join too, kneeling and wrapping his arms around the twins.

“You’ve been through so much, little prince. Let yourself cry. We’ll dry your tears.” he murmurs.

Virgil crouches in front of them and squeezes Roman’s shoulder this time.

“You’re safe, Roman. I’m here to protect you and your heart.” he assures him.

Logan and Patton join too.

“We love you, Roman. We love you.” Patton repeats over and over to remind Roman as he promised.

“We’re here, Roman.” Logan adds.

Roman cries and cries until he can’t and it dwindles into soft hiccups and sniffles. He doesn’t pull away from Remus though, not wanting him to leave. He desperately wants to believe this all real.

As he holds onto Remus and feels his family around him, Roman feels his heart beating peacefully now. Of course, the pain is still there and will be for a long time. Yet, he can feel some of it ebb away.

It’s difficult to heal a broken heart but with enough love, it can be free of its pain little by little. It’s definitely going to be a long time of healing for Roman and his heart but each side makes a silent vow to help him along the way.

And maybe in the future, Janus steps up as the Ego’s protector and carer. He’s there to hold him when he cries and to stand up for him when the world seems against him. He helps Roman be more open with his feelings and takes care of him when his days start to get dark. He does his best to silence the lies in the prince’s mind.

Virgil is a little more careful and kinder. He still banters with Roman but apologizes this time when he goes too far or says something hurtful. He’ll be more alert, slowly helping Roman tell him all his fears and worries so he can help him through it. At some point, Virgil and Roman even sit down and go over what insults might be too far or a sore spot, both promising never to use them against each other.

In the future, Patton is softer around Roman, doing his best to be understanding. He makes sure to hear Roman out and checks in on him when he sees him feeling cold inside. He loves him a little more and puts out a big effort to listen to Roman in discussions and works more with him to find compromises or better ideas to dilemmas. And if Patton hears Roman say an ‘I love you, padre” one day, he cherishes it.

Logan is a lot less harsh with Roman, helping him with his work and being understanding when Roman asks for a break. He’s more careful in giving Roman feedback to his ideas, starting with what he liked and ending with suggestions for improvement. He also makes sure to remind Roman that he’s very much worth a lot more than he thinks. And when they start arguing, Logan reminds himself of Roman’s heart and pauses to let them both cool down before talking to Roman again.

And as for Remus, he tries the hardest out of everyone. He’s still his chaotic self, often pestering Roman but also getting along with him better. They do still fight like siblings but when Roman’s hurt, Remus is there to pick him up and hold him. He does his best to cheer Roman up when he’s sad and they take more trips to the Imagination to just hang out when Roman doesn’t want to be overwhelmed by the others.

With all this love for the prince, Roman’s heart would feel fuller than ever. It would finally be on the mend and Roman would come to see that it won’t ever be broken again. Not with his family there to keep the pieces together.

For now though, Roman lets his family hold him as his heart keeps beating inside him where it’s meant to be.

[moss-sprout]

#25 for the ask game? and can the relationship be prinxiety pls?

Behind the Enemies Door

#25: Showing up injured at their enemies house

Pairing: Prinxiety

Summary: Pre AA where Roman gets injured in the imagination – too injured, and stumbles to the first door he can find, which happens to be Virgil)

TW: Swearing, blood/injury (I think thats it but lmk!)

Word count: 1974

Based off of this ask game!! Feel free to send me more prompts! I love doing these :D

_ _ _

Roman stumbled ungracefully out of the imagination into his quiet room. He grabbed onto the cool bedpost in an attempt to steady himself, his legs shaking and breathing so hard that it didn’t feel like his lungs were big enough to intake the air he needed.

It was dark and he couldn’t see much of anything, but he could feel everything. The cool air laid against his skin that was exposed due to rips in the fabric of his prince outfit, and the sensation of something wet plastered against his skin. He didn’t have to see in order to know – from the foul odor, and from the fight – that it was blood; his blood. And he was losing a lot of it too. His open wounds pounded painfully around the sides of his waist and also dotted around his arms and legs; the pain so intense he could hardly feel anything else.

He stumbled farther into his room, he would originally fetch his first aid kit at this point and patch himself up, but his instincts were taking over at this point, and the only thing that was on his mind was help, he needed help.

Staggering out of his room, he dizzily walked into the dark hallway of the mindscape. His mind seemed to have shifted into survival mode, because it no longer felt like he had total control of his movements, and the world was getting foggier and less coherent by the minute. 

He briefly heard a knock. Someone was knocking? It took a moment to process that it was him that was knocking on… someone’s door. He didn’t know who.

Someone had opened the door. Oh, they weren’t asleep? Odd, Roman assumed everyone would’ve been asleep by now. Logan had ranting to him and Patton the other day about the importance of a full night's rest; and Patton got sleepy easily. He must’ve just woken them up with his knocking, he assumed.

He heard cursing and panic. The voice sounded familiar but he couldn’t yet place it on who it was..

_ _ _

Virgil was doing his nightly routine of scrolling on Tumblr while listening to his usual playlist. It was a little bit past midnight and Virgil was honestly just distracting himself from everything. The current conflict with the ‘dark sides’, along with his silent want to be a part of the ‘light sides’ – things just felt off at the moment, and of course the fact that he was Anxiety didn’t exactly help. 

His mindless scrolling was interrupted by a noise. At first he thought it was probably just a part of the song he was listening to, but it occurred to him after a moment that it couldn’t have been, cause he’s listened to this same song a dozen times and there had never been a knocking part of the beat.

He removed his headphones and frowned. Someone was knocking on his door? That couldn’t be right… He slowly got up from his bed, trying to rack his brain on who could possibly want anything from the social outcast – especially at this time of night. 

He creeped over to the door, as if making a single sound would expose him and alert everyone. His hand searched for his doorknob in the cool darkness of his room, realizing just how dark it was after turning his phone off.

He opened the door, making a small creaking sound as he peered out to see who it was.

“Hello?” he asked, his voice rough from not using it for almost all day. In front of him was a side, he couldn’t tell which one at first, but once his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he could slowly make out the bright red sash and familiar white bold jacket of Roman’s outfit. 

His frown only deepened, the side of the mindscape who hated him the most, here, at his door. That couldn’t be good. He was prepared to snap at him, possibly get into a verbal argument that would cause the other to stomp away in frustration, before he noticed something was off about him.

He didn’t carry the same bravado as he usually does, instead his posture was slumped and he was leaning slightly on his door frame.

“Uh.. Princey? You good?” his brows furrowed, his confusion turning to concern when he hadn’t answered him, in fact, now that Virgil had come to the realization of just how quiet it was, he noticed just how heavy the prince in front of him was breathing.

“Roman?” he asked softly, observing his posture further; He was hunched, and his arm was clenched against his middle, but even in the darkness he could see a stain, bright and ugly against his white tunic. 

“Holy shit are you bleeding?!” Virgil cried out.

Roman mumbled something sort of incomprehensible repeatedly, and Virgil took a moment to puzzle out what he was grumbling. ‘Help me’

“I- Well- well get in here then.” he tried tugging on Roman’s arm without really thinking, but after hearing the pitiful whimper that came out of the other’s mouth at the action, he was more gentle, and guided him into his room onto the rug on his floor, making sure to lean his back against his bed.

Virgil mumbled to himself about having a first aid kit around his room somewhere before quickly getting up to rummage through his drawers to find it, and flicking on the switch for a small lamp that sat on his nightstand to better see what he was doing.

When he returned to Roman he was able to now take in just what he was dealing with. He had so many stains on his jacket that it looked more red than white, and there were tears that exposed gashes on his body. Roman also looked exhausted, more tired and vulnerable than he’s ever seen him. He chewed on his lip in thought, Roman may have been his enemy, in fact one of the few people he can’t stand in Thomas’ mindscape, but he still couldn’t bear to see him like this.

“Alright, I’m.. gonna have to take off your clothes if I’m gonna help you.” he said to Roman, he expected Roman to be unreactive, but this time he flicked his eyes up, his face slightly altering to surprise, like he hadn’t expected Virgil to be there.

“Anxiety?” he heard him mutter.

“Uh.. yeah..” he coughed, “What did you even do to fuck yourself up this bad, dude?” he scoffed, trying to make this moment feel less intimate.

Roman didn’t respond, only watching Virgil carefully as he gingerly unbuttoned his jacket, being gentle enough to not disturb any of the other’s wounds. He hissed in sympathy upon seeing the wounds more clearly now that the jacket wasn’t half covering them up. He was able to press dry towels to his bigger wounds to stop bleeding, grimacing at every pained moan or hiss the other made.

He made Roman hold the towels in place as Virgil began on the antiseptic. He could see Roman dropping more, they needed to stay awake, right? So Virgil figured he should probably talk to Roman in order to keep him up.

“So..” he started, “Um.. what the hell happened? Lost a fight to a dragon witch?”

Roman stared at him for a moment before opening his mouth, “You have so little faith in me? Of course I could never lose to a dragon witch” he tried to scoff, but only a rough cough came out instead, followed by a pained grimace. At least Virgil knew this was Roman, he could never pass up the chance to be cocky.

Roman didn’t follow it up with anything else, in fact, Virgil could see him slipping, his exhausted body wanting to fall into unconsciousness. 

“Hey,” he snapped, “no falling asleep on me, got it? Or I’m gonna torture you with antiseptic." The threat was empty, he was only carefully dabbing the antiseptic on the scratches, but it seemed to make Roman sit up a bit straighter, trying not to fall asleep.

When Virgil couldn’t take the silence anymore, he asked the question that hung in the room like a bright pink elephant: “why did you come to me?”

“Hm?” 

“Don’t act dumb, Princey.” he scoffed, “we both know that we… Well, we just don’t get along. That’s a fact. I’m sure Logan or Patton would’ve been a way better help than I am.

Roman took a moment to answer, “I don’t know. I was just following my instincts. They led me here… Besides, you’re not actually doing too bad.”

Virgil tried not to think about the reaction he felt upon hearing him say that, instead focusing on moving to the athletic tape to bandage the bigger wounds. 

“This is.. This is really dumb of you, Sanders.” he shook his head, “What in hell did you get into?” he muttered for a third time.

“It’s nothing.” he tried to deny, but his voice wasn’t strong enough to come off as dismissive like he wanted. 

Virgil paused momentarily to lift an eyebrow in doubt.

“Ok ok fine.” he relented, “it’s just that… I can kinda get carried away in the imagination sometimes. I don’t necessarily mean to but it’s… nice.”

“You.. you really gotta be more careful, you idiot.” the words didn’t hold any heat, instead they were softer, in a more concerned tone.

Roman furrowed his brows, a question popping up in his head that he hadn't thought about until now, “why are you helping me?”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“You hate me, Anx.” Roman said without skipping a beat, Virgil winced at that. “You have literally no reason to be helping me right now, so why?”

“Someone has to apparently.” Virgil tried, but Roman wasn’t buying it, he just kept staring at Virgil expectantly. Virgil fumbled with the equipment for a moment, “Roman I don’t know what to fucking tell you. You show up at my door past midnight looking like 10 trains hit you, and you’re the last person on this planet I’d ever expect to see trust me to help you.. You’re insane and unpredictable and fill me with awe in how much– how often you manage to surprise me.”

“And you’re so insane for this, Ro.” he paused, slumping, “who would even be able to replace you if you were gone.” he stared intently at the creative side’s injuries.

Roman stared at Virgil in astonishment, he was worried about him? That’s … that’s impossible. Anxiety was the villian, yet he was so gentle with how he patched him up, and even now, the concentrated look on his face, looking sort of sad as the emo side stared at the bandages that held Roman’s injuries.

For the first time since he’d entered the emo’s room, he took a look at himself. The red stained wounds were now covered neatly with white cloth, the chilly air making his skin shake a bit. “Wow.. you did a really good job on this, Anxiety..” he said it as though he couldn’t believe it himself. And he sort of couldn’t, Anxiety was shattering Roman’s neatly crafted perspective of him in this one night.

“Yeah, well, what’cha gonna do, yknow?” he shrugged.

“No, no… Like, staying with me and not kicking me out, and being able to heal me despite.. This whole catastrophe. That’s pretty brave.”

Virgil’s face went red and he quickly glanced away, scoffing, “N-no…”

Roman grinned despite himself, reaching out to touch Virgil’s hand, hearing a little surprised gasp, “Thank you.”

The other blinked at him, searching his face for a moment before nodding, “Whatever. Let's get you to bed, dork.” Roman knew those words were meant to be dismissive, but he could hear the grin in Virgil’s voice as he said it.

[muppetable]

Yes yes we are

Also definitely don’t think about how Janus probably continued to set a dinner plate for Virgil for months or even maybe years after Virgil left in hopes Virgil would finally return just like he always did after an argument

Don’t think about Janus finding Virgil’s old hoodie thrown in the trash, ripped up. Don’t think about him carefully pulling it out of the trash and spending all night stitching it back together, and wearing it to sleep every night, not changing out of that hoodie for days, hoping, no, praying, that Virgil would return for it…and maybe return for Janus, too.

Don’t think about Remus watching Janus fall apart in a slow, aching burn that lasted for god knows how long. Don’t think about Remus watching Janus destroy himself trying to figure out what he did wrong, don’t think about Janus passing out at his desk over top of countless apology letters that he never had the heart to send

Don’t think about Janus falling into alcoholism to deal with Virgil’s absence and Remus’s now increased violent tendencies. Don’t think about Janus laying awake at night performing autopsies on conversations he’s had ages ago, picking through every word he said and wondering what was the wrong one.

Don’t think about Janus being unable to sleep without Virgil’s old jacket. Don’t think about Janus trying for month on end to figure out what happened and why Virgil didn’t even leave a goodbye note.

Don’t think about it.

don't think about virgil still having a shred of trust left for janus, yet not enough to defend him in an argument with roman.

don't think about virgil trying to figure out what janus really did wrong, or why he felt more comfortable away from him. about how neither of them are really sure what happened. about how if remus asked janus why virgil left, he wouldn't have an answer, or how if logan, patton, or roman asked virgil why he left, there still wouldn't be an answer.

don't think about the playlist full of music recommendations from janus that virgil saved and listens to when he needs comfort, but doesn't know how to approach janus again after everything.

and of course don't think about how janus doesn't know virgil doesn't think he's a dark side anymore. about how janus thinks they're still friends, albeit distant, when virgil hasn't desired to speak with him at all.

[twinksintrees]

11 & 15 for the fandom ask game mayhaps <3

11: if you're a writer or artist, what fic or piece of art are you proud of making?

im proud of all the stuff i write but especially my fics overbearing parents (and lack thereof) and get a load of this monster, he doesn’t know how to communicate. overbearing parents was my first like multi chapter fic and this monster i’m just really happy with the characterization and emotion in it (also yes the title is a cavetown lyric i love title lyrics so much lmao)

15: the character that always makes you smile

honestly remus/logan/virgil/roman from sanders sides (rip janus and patton)

the sanders sides fandom is just so special to me and those characters always make me happy to see even if i haven’t watched the series in ages, i just love them so so much

[sanderssidesthehouse]

Name's Ace, He/They. I used to have a blog by the same name but I deleted it a few years ago. Regretting that now. Mostly I miss all my friends I got in this fandom RIP.

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Fics below cut (some have been updated with Janus's name, some have not):

Roman Has Two Hands- Rated T. What happens when your best friend and the guy you're in love with get together? Well hopefully the Earth swallows you whole. No such luck, Virgil. (Canon-verse) [Prinxiety, Royality, Anaroyality-ish] tumblr

And Then There Were Two- Rated G. What happens to Janus and Remus's relationship after Virgil leaves. (Canon-verse) [Dukeceit, past Anxceitmus] tumblr

Walking In Your Shoes- Rated T. Remus convinces Logan to let them switch roles for a day. What will they get up to? What will they learn? Anything worth knowing? (Canon-verse) [Intrulogical] tumblr

Once Again- Rated T. Virgil gets a hug he didn't expect to miss and Remus dares to hope. (Canon-verse) tumblr

Extinct Bananas Can Actually Be Something That Is So Personal- Rated T. The boys hang out and have varying degrees of a good time. (Canon-verse)

Love is for Liars- (Unfinished) Rated T. Janus sets about fixing everyone's relationships to keep things running. He doesn't bother fixing his own, but maybe this time someone will help him. He's not counting on it. (Canon-verse)

U R Still Fam- Rated G. Virgil makes Patton a card after SVSR. (Canon-verse) tumblr

What if... ?- Rated T. What happens when Anxiety and Intrusive Thoughts work off of each other and are also besties and Janus just wants some peace. (Canon-verse) tumblr

Make Me- Rated T. Roman thinks he's in a shoujo and Virgil thinks he's in a shonen and neither of them are right. (Canon-verse)

Matter Dog- Rated G. Patton is trying his best to communicate his emotions. (Canon-verse) tumblr with comic

Dirty Little Secret (Unfinished)- Rated T. Bonding with Remus was harder than the others, until he learned Patton had a secret. Janus 'takes one for the team' and flirts with Roman so Remus and Patton can spend time together. Virgil and Logan are unfortunate witnesses to the nonsense. (Canon-verse) [Intruality, Roceit, Analogical]

Vacation (Unfinished)- Rated T. Six months after the start of their relationship, Remus takes Patton on a trip. Follow up to Reunion. (Human AU) [Intruality]

They're Definitely Not Getting Married- Rated T. Roman and Janus have a strange argument. (Canon-verse)[Roceit] tumblr

Why Do I- Rated T. Virgil reflects on past and current happenings, mostly his estranged relationship with Janus, a side he had once called a friend. POV Virgil experiencing angst. (Canon-verse) tumblr

Acquired Taste- Rated T. Logan is feeling a bit rejected and dejected, but he finds company in a similarly discouraged side. (Canon-verse)[Can be read as Intrulogical]

You Haunt Me And I Like It (Unfinished)- Rated M. Virgil has had a lot of roommates. The only thing, is they never really knew he was there. That's what happens when you've been stuck in the same apartment as a non corporeal being for nearly one hundred years. Recently two more moved in and one of them is a little more fun to play with, being the biggest skeptic he's ever known, that is, until he's presented with indisputable proof. (Human AU, Ghost AU)[Analogical, Royality, Demus]

Hat- Rated T. "Why do you like that hat so much?" Roman has a question and he's going to get answers. (Canon-verse)

Conceal, Don't Feel- Rated T. Hey, so uh, what if the whole Orange situation got bad? Like… real bad? Logan is struggling. Can he still save everyone? CW vague suicide attempt? (Canon-verse)

Coping- Rated T. "I just want an intruloceit fic where they decide to break out the wine and drunkenly karaoke billie eilish songs together in the dark sides common room, is that so much to ask?" ~ l0rd-0f-the-lies (Canon-verse)[Intruloceit]

Lights Out- Rated T. The power goes out and Logan is afraid of the dark but also Remus to the rescue so it's fine. Contrived situation is contrived. (Canon-verse)[Intrulogical]

It Took Me By Surprise- Rated T. Sometimes people who are sick and hurting (Virgil) hurt others (Logan) on accident, but it being an accident doesn't erase the pain. (Canon-verse, song fic)

Dissociate- Rated T. Logan can't duck out. So he does the next 'best' thing. (Canon-verse)[Intrulogical]

Heather- Rated T. Janus likes Virgil, Virgil likes Roman. (Human AU, High School AU)[Anxceit, Prinxiety]

The Floor Is Lava- Rated G. Remus is chaotic and Logan helps him be chaotic in less destructive ways. (Canon-verse)[Intrulogical]

Philosophically Cute- Rated G. Logan and Janus go clothes shopping. (Human AU) [Loceit]

Pride and Problem Solving- Rated G. Roman uses a nickname that causes Logan to reflect which then leads to a heart to heart. (Canon-verse)[Logince]

Trouble- Rated T. Virgil felt like he was going insane. And why? All because one side in particular wouldn't stop flaunting around in his new look. (Canon-verse, Song fic)[Prinxiety]

Valentine's Day- Rated T. Patton was just about vibrating with excitement for Valentine's Day. They were doing a secret Santa type thing with a theme. The theme was loosely collage. He came up with it all by himself. He made sure everyone was invited so they could be more like a real famILY. (Canon-verse)

The Prince And His Fish (unfinished)- Rated T. Prince Roman is half mermaid and falls hopelessly head over heels for a full mermaid (Logan). Very few in the kingdom know, but this secret may end up saving it. (Human AU, Mermaid AU)[Logince, Moxiety, Sleepceit]

Good Things Fall Apart- Rated T. Virgil self-sabotages and breaks up with Roman. (Human AU, song fic) [Prinxiety]

Obligatory Beach Episode- Rated T. Requested by mermaidgirl928 on instagram: "Maybe do something of the sides at the beach?" (Human AU)

Reunion- Rated T. The gang gets together every year, but this year is the first Remus will be joining them after his time travelling the country. He runs into a problem very quickly, he's alone in a cabin with his high school crush that he's not so over. (Human AU)[Intruality, Loceit, Prinxiety]

1 and 3/2 Men- Rated T. Human Roman moves into his own apartment and ends up meeting his… smaller roommates. Read the tags for warnings! (Human AU, Borrower AU)[Prinxiety, Logicality]

What is Love? (unfinished, dicontinued)- Rated T. Crack fic. (Canon-verse)[Logicality, Prinxiety]

8 Letters- Rated T. An song fic feat Remus and Roman being brothers who care about each other but happened to fall for the same person (Patton). (Human AU, Song fic)[Intruality]

Bonfire- Rated T. A small town high school tradition turns into yet another wild night. (Human AU, High School AU)[Logicality, Demus]

The Monster of Mental Illness- Rated M for suicidal thoughts. Virgil has a tough day but his friends help him out. (Human AU, College AU)

Monsters- Rated T. It was supposed to just be a normal night. A normal party on a normal night. Of course it was Halloween, but still fairly normal. So what changed on a night that should have been as normal as the rest? Well, Roman had pissed off a warlock, go figure. How’d he do that? He wouldn’t say, but knowing him it could have been a wide range of things. That was in the past anyway. Right now they had a serious problem. Said warlock had done them up Kalabar's Revenge style via potion. (Human AU, Magic AU) [Royality]

Trouble Makers (Series)- Rated G. Logan and Remus adopted a little cutie named Virgil. Patton and Dee adopted a little cutie named Roman. Good luck to them. (Human AU) [Intrulogical, Moceit]

Someone You Loved- Rated T. Virgil lashed out and he's not sure if anyone is coming back for him this time. (Canon-verse, song fic)

Happier- Rated T. The 'light' sides don't approve of Remus's and Logan's relationship, and Remus feels guilty. (Canon-verse, song fic) [Intrulogical]

OOC- Rated T. Logan asks Roman to take him to the Imagination for... reasons. (Canon-verse)[Logince]

An Invitation- Rated T. Patton seeks to make up for his mistakes with Deceit and Remus. (Canon-verse)

Liar, Liar, Tears of Fire- Rated M for Remus. Logan has heard it all one too many times and has had enough. That's it, he's moving to be with the people who consistently care about and respect him. (Canon-verse) [Loceit]

Villains- Rated M for violence and gore. Janus and Remus found each other in their rejection by and of society. They now use their powers to get even with corrupt officials, and they have definitely gone too far. (Supervillain AU) [Demus]

Dreams (series)- Rated T. Dee has a traumatic past, but is looking forward to the future. His match on Generic Dating App (Patton) is just the start. (Human AU)

Accidental Slumber Party- Rated G. Prompt based: “In the end no one took the couch.” by creativepromptsforwriting. Platonic with some mild flirting. (Human AU)

[monkeythefander]

Below are some of my Fem-Sides Headcannons

AN: Names of the sides

Logan: Logan

Virgil: Vigilia (Nickname: Vi)

Roman: Romy

Remus: Reem

Janus: Janna

Patton: Patli (Nickname: Pat)

Thomas: Tommi

• Logan used to only wear her hair in a ponytail. She wanted to keep it out of her face since she found it distracting when she worked. Romy constantly complained that Logan’s hair style was boring, and Logan got tired of the complaining. Logan goes to Patli’s room to ask for hair style advice since Pat is constantly putting her hair up in different styles. Pat introduced Logan to space buns and added little star hair clips. “Since you really like space, I thought this style would suit you” Patli said with a smile. Logan looked at herself in the mirror and quickly fell in love with the hairstyle. She has worn her hair like that ever since.

• Reem used to have really long hair but she didn’t really brush it and take care of it well. Janna got tired of having to help Reem brush out the knots when her hair got really tangled and suggested that Ree should cut her hair short. Reem immediately agreed and Jan helped with the hair cut.

• As kids, Romy and Reem would play dress up together. Romy would wear a Disney princess outfit and Reem would dress as a Disney villain.

• Back when Vi was a Darkside, she and the others would have horror movie nights and paint each others’ nails afterwards to calm down after the film. After being accepted by the light sides, Vi discovers Patli and Romy paint each others nails too. They offer to paint Vi’s nails for her, but the idea of anyone else doing this activity with her feels wrong.

• In terms of appearances, Romy and Reem both wear sparkly skirts with off the shoulder shirts. Romy’s emblem is on her shirt’s breast pocket and Reem’s is on the back of her skirt. Their skirts have pockets because everyone deserves pockets.

• Romy’s hair goes past her shoulders and is very soft. She puts it up into a messy bun whenever she goes on a quest in the imagination.

• Logan wears a polo shirt and pants. She wears her signature tie and glasses still and her emblem is still on her shirt.

• Patli wears a light blue dress with white shorts and a cardigan around her shoulders. She also wears white socks that have cat ears at the top of them. The light blue dress has little daisies on it. She wears her hair in pigtails or braids.

• Janna wears a black dress that goes a bit past her knees. She also has a yellow scarf she wears around her neck because she gets cold easily. Her hair goes up to her shoulders. She still wears her signature bowler hat.

• Vi wears a beanie, light purple t-shirt, ripped black jeans, a black patched up hoodie. Her hair is also short and she has side bangs to cover one of her eyes.

• Vi has a collection of fidget rings because Logan gets her a new one on her birthday each year. Vi’s grateful she’ll always have one to fidget with.

• Logan gets a new tie every birthday from Vi. Vi has Romy help her design and make the ties. When Reem discovers this gift tradition she decides to make Logan a bow tie. Reem puts little morning star images on the bow tie so Logan will be reminded of who made the bow tie every time she wears it.

If you’re interested in any more fem-sides headcannons let me know. I’ll probably post a second part for this list if I come up with any new ones.

-Monkey💜

[the-aerispace]

I HAVE A THEORY FINALLY I CAN SHARE IT YIPPEE

Buckle up chucklefucks this is going to be very long!

So basically, I imagine it as mainly little things. I'm pretty sure he was mostly whole until Catholic guilt and or moral compass stated setting in. (And absolutely Janus and Patton had a hand in it BUT NOT IN THE WAY YOU THINK)

Romulus as I lovingly refer to him was probably just doing what he does it is his job yk and so were the others. As you grow up you start thinking about more mature things, but Thomas has it bad with intrusive thoughts at a young age (me too buddy) and because of what he was taught according to Logan that thought is a precursor to action, he is immediately Very Scared because he is a child and also now believes he's awful (bye bye self esteem!) and starts separating the good ideas from the bad ones because of his sense of Morality (See, not directly his fault, but Patton absolutely was scared of Romulus in some way because he was scared Thomas would be a bad person because of him) and as such Romulus' thoughts start to separate on their own, fun. And then Patton starts fully leaning into repression without really knowing it, making them worse. A good amount of having intrusive thoughts, recoiling at yourself, mentally washing your hands, begging for forgiveness, call yourself disgusting, repeat, ect. (I hate this part so much) And then as a response to Thomas' distress, Janus (yay she arrives) tries to hide away the bad parts to shield him, not knowing what that would do. Because you can't really separate Romulus' ideas from him. They're practically parts of his body, his own essence given form. (At this point he isn't the ego, just Thomas' Creativity, hopes and dreams.) So it's like trying to unbake a cake.

Or is it? (Vsauce music here)

Romulus' ideas are like extensions of himself really (not physically let me say.. just a very strong emotional attachment, that is very Very special to him on a deeply personal level yfm?) so really having them being constantly rejected time and time again with some of them being accepted for a reason you can't fathom (because this criteria of good Vs bad is very confusing bc he doesn't really understand it well, he's not Morality) must do wonders for your self worth especially if it's for seemingly no reason, bc I'm saying that he doesn't really know the difference between "good" and "bad" ideas (and I don't think remus or Roman do either for reasons I'm not explaining here) so he probably hates himself (which is the ripping himself apart thing) a whole lot and not to mention Thomas, the person he does everything for, exists for, hates his ideas as well. So you can imagine how this might lead to some.... Emotional and or mental breakdown that has great physical symptoms. (The Split, I'm saying, was this.)

Because self hate isn't very good for a child or a developing ego I can imagine that Janus is trying and failing to find some way to hide what Romulus is from Thomas without taking away all of his creativity. And Patton is grappling with trying to keep Thomas good, fueled by Catholic guilt. So as a result of the pressure.. Romulus breaks. Literally. It was building all that time until something, which I personally headcanon as Thomas himself, unconsciously separated the parts of his creativity.

(Side tangent > I also think because of the fact that Thomas said himself "creativity is about.. butterflies, and magic!" And not "whatever that is" referring to Remus' stuff, it must have caused some big identity issues, which might have also caused problems and made it worse.)

(another, this time abt Janus: I feel like his base ability is just: hide stuff to protect Thomas. Hide stuff like lying, hide the bad things from him as was said in Can Lying be Good and also Dealing with Intrusive Thoughts, and so he HAS to hide bad things from Thomas that he doesn't want to know, like Romulus, but he can't, but he has to, feedback loop where he cannot do his job, feels inferior, am I making sense please?????)

And then bam, Roman and Remus arrive, and they're in two little chunks of "good stuff" and "bad stuff" and easy for Janus to separate and hide from both Thomas and Patton. (Because I feel like Patton is more of an escapist at this point, he'd rather not know or think of bad stuff and just help Thomas be good) And then that's really the beginning of the end for the unity of the Sides yk? Everybody is calm (Patton, Janus, Logan & Twins) until Remus starts his usual stuff, Patton thinks everything is fine before seeing how Remus is, and then he's scared, and Thomas is scared because he's bad, and so Janus has to hide him away, still going between the two and stuff before he really starts to think lying is bad and then Janus has to hide himself, and that's really the second Split, and as such the dark sides are formed lol. (I imagine orange is there in the darkness from being long repressed even before Remus and Janus go there.) And then Virgil comes along and the rest is history.

fuck that was long. I didn't mean for it to be this long. I might trim it down idk bc it devolved into a timeline of a Split Fic I'm writing atm.... but whatever here you go

[trashyswitch]

Shannon: 2 Sander Sides fanfics, what a treat! Both were adorable and funny! Day 14 was cute and it's surprising that Patton has such a stiff neck, but it was nice of Roman to try to help him. Roman's horrified face at Patton's neck cracks were funny. In Day 15, I'm happy to see Logan back at the SCP Foundation again, after what happened last time I didn't think he would go back. 999 playing tug-a-war with Logan and trying to explain the game to him...SO CUTE!

Hi Shannon! Glad you’re enjoying them! I based the neck-cracking thing on myself, who cracks her neck and back way too often…and I love seeing the horror on my parents’ faces when they hear them. XD

And the Tickletober fanfic is actually going to be 16 and a 1/2. Chapter 16 will come out later, so the chapters and dialogue makes more sense. I also based the tug-of-war game off me and my dog! Asher LOVES playing Tug-of-War so much! He’ll play it with any toy, regardless of how easily it rips. 😂 It’s really cute! I’ve been playing less tug-of-war with him due to my surgery injuries, specifically because Asher tugs really hard and sporadically, that it hurts the arm and the ribs…

When I feel better, I gotta record Asher playing with me sometime and upload it.

[ask-sweetscream]

Origins

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Remus had a busy day ahead of him. He planned on starting a surprise sparring match with Roman, gifting Virgil a harmless emotional support pet tarantula in front of Patton and while the others are calming him down, sneaking into Pat’s room with Janus to continue their Dance Dance Revolution competition. If he has time after that he would attempt to rile Logan up again to see if he could get the nerd to lose his temper again and get at least a little of the frustration that has been building in the logical side out to prevent a full blown explosion for just a little while longer.

Looking down at his to-do list again he looks at the last item. That wasn’t a sustainable solution to the Logan situation. While it would be cathartic to have the nerd spew out the grievances and pain he hid, even if it was to him instead of the ones who caused that pain, that was no way to express one’s emotions in the long term. Considering this he ripped his list. His surprise attack on Roman could wait and he could always just leave the spider on Virgil’s bed. Janus would likely also approve postponing their DDR time to help him with the new plan.

A few hours of planning later Remus pops into Logan’s room.

“Hi ya nerd! What are you up to” He asks in a playful tone.

“Hello Remus, I’m just finishing up Thomas’s schedule to make up for lost cleaning time, again” That last word is mumbled under his breath.

“Perfect! I want your help with something. How good are you at programming?”

“I am relatively proficient. Thomas spent a few weeks hyper fixated on programming while back. While he doesn’t remember anything he learned,” Logan answered slightly agitated that all that learning went to waste, “I retained all the skill that Thomas absorbed during that time.”

Without another word Remus grabbed Logan’s wrist and dragged him to a room with Janus and a computer with two human-like models designed and rigged. One was a tall, androgynous humanoid with animal-like facial features and a lowkey punk-rock style that shared Remus’s color pallet. The other was shorter with dark skin and looked like an entirely human woman with the exception of the hair that looked more like cotton candy than anything else. She wore a pink leotard with a peppermint logo on her chest and a swirly purple skirt that wouldn’t look out of place in SIX! The musical. She also possessed a ginormous spherical lollipop that put anime mallets to shame. Looking closer they both had microphone headsets and there were a bunch of songs listed in another window.

“What did you need my help with again?” Logan asked, his frustration from earlier temporarily being replaced with confusion and curiosity.

“Well, Remus has a particular love for Vocaloids and had the 'brilliant' idea to create two of his own to live with us in the mind palace. Most likely to help get songs stuck in Thomas’s head” Janus helpfully answered , “Remus did the designing and chose out some of his favorite songs for them to start with and then insisted I help him with their animation since I 'love' wasting my time on art projects like this.”

“That’s Right! And now I need someone to help me program their voices and personalities. I figured you could since you’re such a nerd”

“Alright then, what did you have in mind?” Logan asked with a slight smile as he sat at the computer. Janus took a step back. He was surprised about how well Remus’s plan was working so far. When Remus pitched it to him this morning he truly did think it was a waste of time, but now, seeing Logan simultaneously feel needed again while also helping to create a healthy outlet for his emotions, the reptilian man had no regrets about postponing his plans with Remus. Besides, now he has more time to practice so he can defeat Remus’s high score once and for all.

[heyyallitssatan]

Logan goes to Payton’s room occasionally at night, not often though, he doesn’t like the nostalgia sometimes, but he does enjoy the calming presence it has when he’s struggling

Roman likes it better in the day, when he can sort through things, memories, have new ideas, the whole bit

Remus loves it, he hates it. He loves that it’s calm and quiet when he’s overstimulated and there’s always soft stuff to hug, but a lot of the time he’s to extra and he can’t rip up the stuffies in there or get blood or paint on anything

Janus hates it, it’s so cold and sterile (he loves cuddling under lots of warm blankets and stuffies, there’s even a big long snake pillow thing)

The other rooms under the cut

Virgil’s room is dark and spooky and gives people anxiety, but sometimes it’s nice and safe, it feels safe, like it will keep you safe from the whole world, nothing can touch you there, because of this, all the sides will go there, when everything’s just too much, they just kind of get pulled there, sometimes by Virgil sometimes they go subconsciously, and when they do the room closes off from everything else, and Virgil and the side just sit, cuddling if they need it, not if they don’t, whatever they want, but everything’s just gone for awhile, safe

Janus’ room is the designated self care room, if anyone seems like they need a little selfishness, a little self care, that’s where they’re pulled, safe to say Janus loves being there, especially when someone else partakes in a little self care with him

Logan’s room is calm, quiet, almost feels like a library, like you don’t have a choice but to learn something, but you’re not all that mad about it, you want to learn, and he’ll teach you something you want to know

Roman’s room isn’t big or grand or even all that royal, it’s a bit like a study, a study that hasn’t been tidied since it was made, but it’s the place where you’ll have the best ideas, also, so much coffee, everywhere, but the others love getting to feel creative, more often than not he’ll pull them there to help with an idea, they always love to hear the new idea that he came up and for some reason thinks they can help him, it makes them feels special, they also love to see the room change ever so slightly to reflect each new project

Remus’ room is everything and nothing, it’s an art studio full of weapons and blood and paint and stuffies and some of them are ripped to shreds but some aren’t and he can always fix them, but sometimes it empty, when Remus is depressed and ignored and has no ideas, just a blank room, but he doesn’t spend much time in there on those days, Virgil and Janus and Roman and Patton and Logan’s rooms are better on those days, but whenever the others are feeling too much, too manic, too extra, they can go there, and create and destroy and both and neither and they can do everything all at once

But the best room of all, is the common room, where little bits of everyone exist together, Virgil’s headphones that are totally noise cancelling even without playing anything and spider web blankets that Patton won’t touch but Remus loves, and Logan’s ceiling stars and planets that glow and the the nebula night light that Patton loves, and Janus’ scent diffusers because open flames are really a horrible idea with Virgil’s anxiety and Remus’ arsonist tendencies and Roman’s adhd and he miracled the best furniture so that it’s the comfiest, and Patton’s stuffies that he miracled for everyone that looks like a little animal version of each of them (Janus gets a big yellow snake with the softest fluff, Virgil gets a little purple tarantula even though Patton hated having to miracle it, and Logan got a little penguin wearing a neck tie, Remus got an octopus and Roman got a squid and they have tentacle fights on the regular, and finally, they all got Patton a giant kitten), and Roman and Remus worked together to paint all over everything and decorate with the most interesting murals

They love the common room, it’s all of them, for all of them

Patton's room is more manageable when he's asleep, and he sleeps with his door open. Sometimes, late at night, when Virgil can't sleep, he'll quietly slip down the hallway and into Patton's room and just sit there for a while, until he feels better. Whatever was bothering him (and often he doesn't even know what it was) is somehow lighter, easier, and he goes back to bed, and it doesn't take him long to fall asleep this time.

This is why Patton sleeps with his door open.