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[teacupfulofstarshine]

Hi! Do you know of any other stories like 'Living in the real world' where the sides become real suddenly? I'm caught up with yours and I like the concept so much I want to read more of it. Thanks!

i don’t, unfortunately, but if anyone else has any they want to suggest you can leave them in the notes!! 

[crankywhenprovoked]

omegaverse prompt 8 with analogical?

Omega goes to an Alpha, who doesn’t look too menacing, and clings on them to get away from another creepy Alpha/Beta. 

Flipping another page of his book, Virgil picked up his coffee and took a small drink, the dark flavor filling his taste buds.  The sounds of the coffee shop around him soothed him, as it did every morning, when he came to relax before getting his day starting.  Above the door at the front of the store, the bells chimed their alert that someone new was coming in.  Taking another drink of his coffee, Virgil looked up as he heard steps coming towards him.

Barely getting a good look at the male, Virgil blinked fast as suddenly the smaller male was tucked against his side.

“Uhm.” Virgil said, resting his book on the table.

“I’m sorry, I know this is weird, but please don’t push me away.”  The other male, that Virgil could smell was an Omega, said as he peeked up at him.

Blinking a few more times, Virgil let his arm rest around the Omega’s shoulders, looking around the room.  The bells over the door chimed again as a man stepped into the cafe, eyes scanning around the place before landing on the male under his arm.  A small snarl curled the other man's lip as he headed to the counter and stood in line, side eyeing the pair of them.

“Someone you know?”  Virgil asked, pulling the Omega closer to him.

“He likes coming to my job and makes comments about me, and today he was coming in as I was leaving to walk home.  So I came here, because.” He trailed off, his face turning red.

“Because?”  Virgil asked, turning his attention fully to the Omega.

“Because I was hoping you were here.  I’ve seen you in here a handful of mornings and you looked like a nice Alpha.  I’m sorry.”

Virgil shook his head, giving a glance over to the male that was now sitting at another table, glaring daggers at the pair.

“Don’t be, I’m glad I was able to help.” Virgil trailed off, tilting his head.

“Logan.”

“I’m glad I could help, Logan.”

“Thank you, uh.”

“Virgil.”

“Thank you, Virgil.  Honestly I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn't been here.”

Virgil nodded, picking up his coffee and taking a drink, trying to swallow the bad taste he had in his mouth, knowing exactly what the other Alpha would have done.

“I don’t think he’s going to leave anytime soon though.”  Logan sighed.

“Then I’ll just have to walk you home.”

“You don’t.”

“Hey, you asked for protection, and I’m going to give it to you.  So just let me finish my coffee and we’ll go, yea?”

“Ok.  Thank you.” Logan mumbled, smiling softly as Virgil held him tighter, relaxing fully for the first time in a long while.  “Thank you.”

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[thestoryofme13]

Sweet Times

A/N: I have rewritten this prompt maybe four times since I’ve seen it. I finally figure out how I want to do it. Happy Valentine’s Day, my love. I have actually made this meal before but I made cookies and they were more like hockey pucks so.

Prompt: It was from @today-only-happens-once  Royality concept: Patton bakes the cupcakes, Roman is the one who decorates them (and is crazy good at it).

Warnings: Food, eating, Valentine’s day, alcohol mention, cooking, kissing, flirting (If there are more please let me know!)

Patton and Roman had never really spent a Valentine’s day together and even though it was a holiday made for the greeting card industry it was important to them. The couple made it a point to show their love in as many ways as possible all throughout the year but Patton was adamant that he had to do something a little extra.

While Patton had the full day off, Roman only had the night. Patton ever the patient man with other people could never keep a secret or curb the excitement that came with doing something for his boyfriend, but somehow he had managed to keep it all a secret from Roman and wake up before him.

Since Roman was still asleep, he quietly made his way down the stairs to start making something small for breakfast so that Roman wouldn’t forget the meal. As he made the smoothie and toast he flipped through a cookbook to try and decide what he wanted to make for this special night. His face lit up as he found something that sounded perfect: turkey chili.  It was going to be cold today so something nice and warm for a meal would be ideal and it would no doubt help Roman’s throat after rehearsal.

Now that he had the main course picked out, he decided that he should look for sides. That was until he heard the footsteps coming down the stairs. He moved the cookbook behind the toaster and turned around to smile at Roman who was frantically searching for everything he needed for the day, “Ro, my love, you look like you’re lost in your own house.” he teased.

Roman stuck his tongue out at his boyfriend and grabbed his bag, “You know I’m trying here!” He whined.

Patton shook his head fondly, grabbing the to-go cup and setting it in the other’s hand, “I know you’re trying, love.” He said gently, “But you only have your eye makeup done on half your face.” He said with a knowing smile.

Roman grumbled, “Ugh!!! You know what screw it! I have to put on different makeup once at the theatre anyways.”

Patton chuckled and moved back to the counter grabbing the toast with Crofter’s jam and Roman’s lunch that he had packed the night before, “Here, caro mio, eat a piece of toast on your way and remember your lunch.” he reminded, attaching the lunch box to his bag.

“What would I do without you?” Roman murmured in awe kissing Patton deeply.

Patton chuckled into the deep kiss, “Probably perish.” He mused, gently, “Now get going or you’ll be late.” He swatted Roman’s ass playfully.

Roman squeaked indignantly, “Okay fine!” He walked to the door and paused a moment turning back to look at Patton, “Happy Valentine’s day, dearheat.” He said with a smirk and ran out the door.

Patton blushed deeply as he watched his boyfriend run to his car. He sighed and shook his head, Roman would pay for flustering him and leaving. He closed the front door and started looking for sides for the dinner, finally settling on asparagus with hollandaise sauce and oven roasted potatoes. Now there was only one thing left to decide, dessert. He thought for a moment and finally decided on cupcakes.

Once the entire meal was decided upon Patton busied himself with cooking and decorating everything so it was all ready for when Roman came home. Patton had come to lose himself in the cooking in and prepping and therefore losing track of time. He lost track of time so much so that the cupcakes had over baked. He cursed inwardly as he set them on the counter cool, there wasn’t much he could do about it now and no time to start a new batch. He decided that now he had to make sure everything else was perfect.

Cooking each item, setting the table, and decorating the room had taken almost all day and by the time that Patton had looked at the clock he realized Roman was expected home any minute and the cupcakes weren’t decorated nor were they anywhere near something to be proud of. But at this moment he couldn’t worry about that because he had finally finished plating all of the dishes just as Roman walked in the door.

Patton sighed deeply and took a moment to look around the room. The small little table in the kitchen was adorned with a deep red table cloth that had a white lace overlay. On top of the table cloth were the white dishes offering a stark contrast to the dark color and finally two red candles burned in the center as one red tulip sat in a vase. The room looked perfect, even upscale restaurants had nothing on his skills. 

Roman took a deep breath, allowing the aroma of the kitchen to fill his nose, he  looked around and smiled, “It smells fantastic, my love.” As his eyes swept over the room he could feel his heart tug at each decoration and the amount of work and thought Patton had put in. The love of his life had made it his mission to spoil him and in turn spoil himself. 

Patton looked over at Roman, “I hope so…..” His face fell as he remembered the cupcakes and looked back over at where they sat. All he wanted was one full meal plus dessert and he had managed to mess up the dessert.

Roman closed the door behind him and walked over to Patton, “What’s wrong?” He asked gently, as he pulled his boyfriend into his arms.

Patton sighed and relaxed against Roman, “I messed up the cupcakes….I guess I just got so busy that I forgot what you had taught me about baking….” He whispered sadly.

Roman moved Patton over towards the cupcakes he was eyeing, “Well you know what can make cupcakes delicious no matter what?” He asked with a soft smirk.

Patton shook his head and looked up at Roman, “What?”

“Icing.” Roman exclaimed as he left Patton’s side and took the clean mixing bowl and gathered the ingredients to start making the icing.

Patton sighed softly and moved towards Roman, “Let me, Ro….You’ve had a long day.”

Roman blew a raspberry at Patton as he started to mix the ingredients, “Nonsense. You went through all the trouble of making a nice meal for us. The least I can do is help with this small task.” After a few moments the icing was finished and he divided it into a few different smaller bowls, adding food coloring. 

Patton smiled as he watched Roman go through the process, always forgetting just how much his boyfriend enjoyed baking and how at ease he looked doing it. He walked closer and helped Roman fill icing bags and then moved to the cupcakes.

With an icing bag in hand Roman started doing a ribbon around the edge and then a neat heart with Patton and his own initials inside it. He sighed as he continued decorating feeling tension fall of his shoulders and losing himself in the movements.

Patton put down the icing bag and watched as his boyfriend created masterpiece after masterpiece on a small canvas. He wrapped an arm around Roman’s waist and set his head on the other’s shoulder, “I always forget how good you are at this….You make it seem so easy.” he mused softly.

“You know that this is anything but easy.” Roman chuckled as he continued, “But all the same that’s how I feel when I see or taste your cooking. You do it so effortlessly that I’m always in awe of how good it tastes and how you can always manage to find food in the house to make meals with.”

Patton giggled, “There is not always food in the house….Sometimes I have to go grocery shopping because unfortunately we don’t have gnomes to do it for us.”

Roman smiled brightly, “Love, you hate gnomes.” he teased.

Patton wrinkled his nose, “Yes and that is exactly why we don’t have gnomes.” he replied with a firm nod.

Roman finally finished decorating the last cupcake and then put a dab of icing on Patton’s nose, “There now all the cakes are iced.”

“I’m not a cake.” Patton whined with a giggle.

Roman turned towards his giggling boyfriend and smiled brightly, “Of course you are. You’re my Pattoncake.” he said fondly, putting his finger in the icing on the other’s nose and licking it off.

Patton blushed and giggled, “Roman!” He whined, “You’re such a sap.”

Roman chuckled with his boyfriend, “I am and you love me for it.” He grabbed one of the cupcakes and shoved it in Patton’s mouth playfully.

Patton squeaked but managed to take in as much of the cupcake as possible, grabbing a different cupcake and doing the same to Roman but missing and putting it on his nose instead due to the icing on his nose.

“You did that on purpose.” Roman whined moving the cupcake into his mouth and humming softly, “Told you...Icing fixes everything.” He mused.

Patton rolled his eyes and moved Roman to the table, “Okay well let’s eat before you ruin our appetite.” he teased.

Roma smiled at Patton, “Ruin an appetite. I would never.” he said sounding offended but sitting down nonetheless and starting on his chili with a soft moan, “Your cooking never ceases to amaze me.” He said looking over at Patton.

Patton smiled softly and took Roman’s hand in his own, “Happy Valentine’s Day, Roman.” He poured two glasses of wine handing one to his boyfriend, “And to many more.” He said fondly, clinking his glass with Roman’s.

Roman beamed, “To many more, Patton.” He said softly, drinking a little from his glass as they both started to eat.

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[theresneverenoughfandoms]

Hey Tay, I would love it if you wrote a fic of Royality and the prompt "Your safe here because the sun never sets here

Hey Damion! I shall do my very best. Patton and Roman are the two most difficult sides for me to write so I apologize if this is OOC! Also, sorry this is so late!

The Sun Never Sets

Pairing: Royality (can be read as platonic or romantic)

Warnings: Talk of nightmares, panic attack (if there are any others that I missed, please let me know)

Summary: Patton has a nightmare, and who better to protect him from the dangers that lurk in the dark than a dashing prince?

Moonlight filtered through the blinds covering Roman’s open window, spilling onto the floor in a pool of shimmering silver. The gentlest of breezes blew through the room and brushed across the sleeping creative side’s cheek. His face twitched ever so slightly but the man remained asleep. Serenity coated his features as vivid images danced through his never-stilling mind. His brow furrowed, however, when he sensed a darkness clouding the edges of his unconscious. Fierce brown eyes snapped open and the prince summoned his sword as he leapt from his bed. There was a foe somewhere within the mindscape. Somewhere within the dreams of his companions. As the keeper of Thomas’ dreams, it was his responsibility to slay the beasts that corrupted the whimsical fantasies he crafted. There would be no nightmares this evening. Not on his watch.

Roman stalked down the hallway, his sword at the ready. His first stop, Virgil’s bedroom. More often than not, when there were nightmares, they originated from the emo’s room. But when he silently pushed open the door, there Virgil was. His bangs were plastered messily across his face as he lay in what looked like an incredibly uncomfortable position, but he was indeed sleeping quite peacefully for once. The ghost of a smile tugged at Roman’s lips as he gently closed the door and resumed his search. Next up, Patton. A short while ago, he wouldn’t have even considered that their perpetual ray of sunshine could ever spark a nightmare but after their exploration of the father figure’s room, his eyes were opened to just how much Patton hid.

Roman needed to show him that he never had to hide ever again.

As he approached the moral side’s door, he nearly froze in his tracks at the sound of muffled sobbing. Newly motivated, he rushed toward the room, his sword vanishing as he did so. This was not a situation where bursting through the door swinging a sword would do much good. Ignoring the ice that was seemingly flowing through his veins, pushing through the fear that pulsed through his body, Roman twisted his hand and flung the door open.

Stepping into Patton’s room, the prince was shocked to find himself enveloped in a darkness so complete that the dim light from the hallway seemed to evaporate once it passed the doorframe.

“Patton?” Roman called into the void, unsure of how much the nightmare was distorting the dimensions of the room. The sobbing, which had abruptly stopped when the door opened, began again.

“Ro-roman?” Patton’s whimper came from somewhere to the prince’s right. Roman made his way farther into the room, his boots clicking loudly against the seemingly wooden floors. It wasn’t like he could see them anyway.

“Patton, I need you to keep talking darling, I cannot see in here. Where are you?”

“I-I’m on my bed, I think you’re to my left? Keep-um, keep…” the fatherly figure paused momentarily, a shaky breath echoing through the silence, “keep walking forward.”

Roman pressed onwards, following the sound of Patton’s frightened voice. Suddenly, his knee struck a soft surface and he stumbled, collapsing onto the moral side’s bed. Patton gasped at the sudden movement and the prince struggled to right himself.

“Hey Padre, can I touch you?” He asked softly. After a moment, the frightened side gave a noise of assent. Roman slowly reached out and brushed his fingers against his companion’s arm. The uncontrollable trembling of the man next to him struck concern into his very core. Patton quickly flung himself into Roman’s arms, tears streaming down his face and soaking the prince’s clothes. Roman knew that Patton could not stay in this room at this particular moment and, gathering the shaking man into his arms, sunk the two of them out of the darkness.

Sunshine struck his eyes, creating patches of brilliant light that danced across his vision. Blinking against the sudden brightness, he looked around at their new surroundings within his realm. Rolling hills covered in lush grass stretched as far as the eye could see. Patches of stunning flowers dotted the hillsides with splashes of bright red and pale blue. The sun was directly overhead, unmoving in the neverending sky. The gentle breeze rustling through the grass was the only sound.

It was beautiful.

“Patton? Do you want to talk about what happened?” Roman interrupted the near-silence, his voice low as he continued to cradle the other man in his arms.

“It was so dark Roman. I couldn’t-I couldn’t see anything and…and…I hated it so much Roman I was so scared! I could feel a presence in the dark but no matter what I did…I couldn’t see them and I’m still so scared.” The moral side sobbed, his breath coming in short, quick gasps. The prince remained silent, slowly running his hand up and down Patton’s back while they sat in the grass. After a long moment of comfortable silence, during which Patton’s breathing began to even out, Roman spoke.

“Patton, you’re safe. I promise you. You’re safe here because here, the sun never sets. You never have to be in the dark again. Not if I have anything to say about it.”

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Different Perspectives

Summary: When a borrower!Roman gets stuck with a human!Logan, it's clear from their different perspectives that they both still have a lot to learn. Also later on featuring a borrower!Virgil and human!Patton, who have their own perspectives to bring to the table.

Warnings: Being trapped, feelings of helplessness, panic attack and death mention

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Roman struggled against the sticky tape, trying to get out of his shoes in order to jump back to safety. Unfortunately, he ended up tripping and fell forward on the sticky tape with no way to stop it. He just barely managed to keep his face from sticking to the floor. He tried moving his arms up, but they wouldn’t budge. He was stuck.

Panic blossomed in Roman and he felt his breath get quicker, more erratic. He was stuck, this was it. Virgil was in a room way across the complex, so getting him to help was out. He was going to die here. If not by lack of food and water then by-

The floor rumbled beneath him and Roman’s breath hitched. The human was coming.

“Yes, I’m checking it now Patton.” Logan rolled his eyes. Logan had discovered much of his food had been going missing. When regular mouse traps failed him, Logan decided to put down glue traps to stop the rodent thief. However, his always empathetic friend Patton was worried about a mouse getting stuck in the trap for days, and insisted Logan go often to check if any creature was there and to let it be free.

Logan was fed up with these constant reminders to check the trap. If the other traps had failed, this one was likely to fail as well. He seemed to be dealing with no ordinary mouse. However, as he reached the kitchen and spotted the trap just behind the lower cupboards, he noticed a wriggling figure.

“...Oh.” Logan leaned closer and confirmed that this was indeed no ordinary mouse. In fact, if he wasn’t a man of science, Logan would dare to say it was a tiny man caught in his glue trap. But that had to be impossible!

Impossible or not, there was indeed a little person staring fearfully up at him as it was stuck lying on its stomach in the glue.

Roman’s struggles picked up once the human came into view. No, this couldn’t happen! He wasn’t going down without a fight.

But of course, none of his limbs budged. Roman’s worst fear was about to be realized. He was helpless and at the complete mercy of a human.

This wasn’t going to end well for him.

“I’ve got to go Patton.” Logan said, quickly hanging up the phone. This certainly changed things. He had expected a mouse, not a person. Well of course he expected a mouse because people aren’t supposed to be a few inches tall-

No, he couldn’t focus on that. What was important now was saving the poor trapped guy. Logan quickly googled “sticky rat trap” and after finding nothing useful, added “unstick the mouse” for good measure. He read through the wiki-how article once before getting up and gathering the necessary materials.

Logan put on gloves, as instructed. He bent down and looked at the tiny man again. Honestly, every time he looked down the situation seemed even more baffling. “Sorry about this.” Logan gave as a warning, before picking up the trap.

Roman didn’t, couldn’t, speak as he felt the surface he was on being lifted. It filled his stomach with butterflies and nauseous. Though the nausea was more from thinking about the situation he was in then the actual movement.

Not having any other option, Roman stayed still and hoped that despite what happened, it would at least be quick.

Logan set the glue trap with the person into a tupperware container four inches deep. Just as the Wiki-how said, Logan covered the man with a towel and ever so gently placed his gloved hand on his back to keep him still while he worked.

“It’s alright, don’t panic.” Logan instructed in what he hoped was a calming voice. The instructions didn’t say talking to the ‘mouse’ would help it stay less stressed, but Logan figured with this scenario it was only polite.

Logan glanced back at his phone for more instructions, pulling the vegetable oil out of a top cupboard. He carefully began to pour some into the container, rubbing it in with the cloth where the creature was attached to the glue.

Roman stiffened as he felt a weight drop onto his back, in the back of his mind registered that it was gentle, but he was not focused on that right now. He was more focused on the fact that there was a human touching him.

What was even happening? What was the human up to? Roman found it hard to listen to the human’s words when taking in his current situation.

Logan continued the process for a few minutes, feeling incredibly odd about the whole thing. This was certainly not how he expected to spend his evening. But, as the five minutes came to a close, he could feel the glue releasing its strong grip on the little guy. Logan let out a sigh of relief. He would have felt awful if the tiny strange creature thing had died due to his trap.

...Especially before he could learn all about said creature.

Logan carefully tugged on the small body, attempting to pry it up and out of the glue.

Roman suddenly felt the weight that had been on top of him shift after several long minutes. They curled around the rest of his body and Roman shivered. It felt weird, even if the human’s hand was covered by a glove. And then, the grip around him tightened and pulled up.

Whatever the human had done to the trap might have helped a little, Roman doesn’t truly know, but all he does know is that it didn’t help enough because he was currently feeling so much pain. The sticky glue pulled at his skin, but worse of all was his hair. A few strands had gotten stuck along with the rest of him and it being pulled was torture to the borrower.

“Ahh! Stop!”

Logan paused at the sound of the tiny’s voice. The fact that it could speak- and conveniently English, at that-  was almost more improbable than the little guy’s very existence.

He waited a few moments. “Sorry, it’s best to just get it over with.” Logan explained, before going at it again and separating the person from the glue as carefully as his comparatively large hands would allow.

Having no chance at fighting against the human’s choice, Roman braced himself as he was pulled up again. It hurt like hell, but he left the glue with all his hair and skin attached.

Now all he had to worry about was what the human would do with him now that he was free.

Logan lifted up the creature, giving it a quick look-over for injuries before setting it on the counter. “Alright.” Logan gave a satisfied nod, pleased the procedure had gone well. He disposed of the trap and excess oil in the trash, setting his gloves inside one of the cabinets.

He folded his arms on the edge of the counter, leaning closer to examine the man.

Roman backed away a few steps as the human’s face came closer. He gulped nervously and subtly looked around for any chances of escape. Unfortunately, his entrance into the wall was quite a bit away and if he were to make a run for it, it would be child’s play for the human to stop him.

Roman might have been free of the glue, but he was still trapped.

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The Sanders: Prologue

 I didn’t see any fics based off of this post and I thought it would be fun to try and do a chapter fic based off of it. It’s kinda short but I wanted to post it today and it’s only the prologue. 

Summary: Virgil starts at a new high school and finds 3 people that are strangely similar to him

Warnings: None I don’t think

Word Count: 451 (Like I said it’s short)

Chapter 1 ->

Virgil walked into his class on the first day of school. He looked around and saw 3 very similar looking people. He came to the conclusion that they were brothers and put his head on his desk to get a small nap in before class. The bell rang suddenly waking him up. They did the whole roll thing and he decided to take another small nap before his name was called. His last name was Sanders so he had a while.

“-an Sanders”

Virgil woke up when he heard his last name. He was about to say here when one of the brothers beat him to it. He was wearing a black polo shirt and a blue tie. He also had black glasses. Virgil thought it was weird that someone else had the same name as him but he was too tired to question it.

         “Roman Sanders”

          “Here”

“That’s weird” Virgil thought. He understood 2 people having the same last name, but 3? That just didn’t make sense. Sanders wasn’t that common of a last name. Roman was wearing a white button up shirt and a red scarf. He was even wearing a small crown. He looked like a gay disney prince.

          “Patton Sanders”

           “Here”

Oh come on. 4 people with the same last name? That’s just crazy. Patton, Roman and the nerd looking guy all look pretty similar. They must be brothers. If not brothers at least cousins.

        “Virgil Sanders”

        “Here” Virgil raised his hand as he slid down into his chair. He realized that everyone was staring at him and the other three Sanders. The teacher asked the question they were all dreading

“Are you four related?”

They all respond at the same time

“No we’re not, we just look the same and have the same name.”

They look at each other and realize this will be a long year.

Virgil didn’t feel like trying to find a seat in the cafeteria so he went to his safe haven in every school he’s moved to. The library. He found a cushioned spot in the back of the library near the manga. He grabbed the first edition of Assassination Classroom and started reading while he ate his lunch. By the time he finished the first book he noticed a shadow over him. He looked up and saw the guy in his first period that wears a tie. What was his name? Logan probably.

“Can I sit here with you?” Logan asked

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when one stops the kiss to whisper “I’m sorry, are you sure you-” and they answer by kissing them more - analogical pls

when one stops the kiss to whisper “I’m sorry, are you sure you-” and they answer by kissing them more - analogical pls

Heading down the hall, Virgil stopped outside Logan’s room, knocking before letting himself in when he got the go ahead.  Smiling softly, he closed the door behind him before moving over to the desk where Logan was clacking away on his laptop.  Hopping up on the desk, Virgil leaned over and gave Logan a kiss, humming as Logan returned it.

Wrapping his hand around the back of Logan’s neck, he deepened the kiss for a long moment before pulling back.

“I’m sorry, are you sure I’m not.”

The rest of his sentence was cut off as Logan pressed their lips back together, standing up to stand between Virgil’s legs.  Wrapping his arms around Virgil’s waist, Logan leaned more into him, making Virgil groan softly.  Sliding his hands up into Logan’s hair, Virgil returned the passion he was getting, trapping Logan with his legs.

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