#background platonic soulmates moxiety

[willowkeyes-creates]

Roman’s Eight-Armed Guide (Part One)

Part One of an Animal Soulmates AU. I liked the idea of Soulmates that weren’t romantic/qpr and I liked making Roman cry. I tried out 3rd person for this as well so if it’s a little weirdly worded, it’s because I’m more practised in 1st person. Part two will be in 1st person because this was hard.

Pairings: Platonic Moxiety, Platonic Creativitwins, Eventual Roceit

Warnings: Parental neglect, harsh parenting, Roman’s parents just suck, crying

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The first time Roman saw it, he was barely old enough to understand what it was. Everyone around him had always said to watch for animals that were translucent and faintly glowed your other half's favourite colour. So that night, with him crying after his parents berated him and locked him in his room without dinner for drawing on the walls, his cries faded as he watched the see-through baby octopus roll around his bedroom floor without a care in the world. 

He fell asleep with the octopus, which was small enough to fit in his chubby hands, laying on his chest and comforting him for the night. 

Roman had been glad to know that the first time wasn’t a dream after meeting the octopus again when he had gotten lost after a school performance. His father couldn’t make it to the performance itself, but he did promise to pick him up afterwards. So little Roman, still in his Peter Pan outfit, went searching through the crowd for over an hour before his exhaustion and the stress of the night caught up with him and made him tear up.

The only reason he didn’t cry was because the octopus scared him; having fallen from seemingly nowhere and landing on his shoulders with more weight then he remembered the creature having. Which made sense when he thought about it, as its head was almost as large as his own now. It gave him a loose hug around the chest, even weirdly purr-chirping into his neck before dragging his attention to a nearby chair. His father wouldn’t come for another hour, long after the majority of students were gone and without any sort of apology, but the slimy animal stayed by his side until he was finally in the car.

He saw it again on the first day of high school. Roman felt lost within the sea of endless students, not knowing where to go for his first class despite having the map of the school in his free hand. A faint green glow drew his attention to another student; a boy hiding his face underneath a hood that watched everyone go by with disinterest, unaware of the octopus on top of the lockers beside him attempting to swipe the hoodie off with two of its tentacles despite the fact that it would just go straight through him.

So Roman took it as a sign to talk with the boy, who introduced himself with hesitance and the name Aurora, and thanked his Soulmate’s animal for leading him to his first real friend. Who had quickly re-introduced himself as Janus after Roman wouldn’t stop calling him ‘Snakeskin Beauty’, ‘The True King of the Pride Lands’, ‘Pretty Slightly-Taller-Than-Me Liar’ to help him like the burn scars on the side of his face and his lying habit; even if it was a little more then he used to. He didn’t stop as Janus seemed to enjoy the compliments, and Roman was glad to learn his real name. It suited him better then Aurora as he wasn’t one to go around poking needles or piss off any revenge-seeking sorceresses.

After meeting Janus, he didn’t see the octopus for a long time. He found out that his parents were neglecting him while also using his status as an accomplished theatre kid to make them popular with other parents. He also learnt that he was very gay- and even more gay when it came to his very sassy best friend. Which his other friends, platonic soulmates Virgil and Patton, constantly told him to confess to but his fear of losing Janus always got the better of him.

He finished school with the grades he wanted and even a scholarship to continue his acting career, with Janus managing to get just the right grades to pursue law like he wanted. They got a small apartment together, luckily in walking distance of Patton and Virgil’s one, and the three of them got to help him pack for his life away from his parents.

“Will you visit?”

“Make sure to remember us when you’re famous, Roman.”

“Don’t slack off just because you’re not with us anymore!”

He bared through it all until the both of them decided to go out for dinner while everyone continued to pack. Virgil managed, through some bickering, to convince Roman to take a break as they only have a few things left to pack and he looked tired after having to deal with his parents.

“It’s not like you didn’t sleep at all last night…”

“Thank you for reminding me how tired I am, Handsome Dent.”

“You’re very welcome. And nice try on the nickname, but I’ve heard better.”

They promised to let him take the last two boxes to the car but until then, he agreed to take a break. He tried his best, but with each minute that passed his stomach would gain a new knot in it until he had to stand to try and wiggle out the unsettling feeling that came from seemingly nowhere. Something in him was saying that something was wrong, out of place, that he was forgetting something important, but Janus and Virgil had double checked to make sure that Roman wouldn’t have to return to the house after tonight.

“What’s with you?” Virgil was the one to stop his pacing with a worried frown and by putting everyone’s attention back onto him. “We said relax, not get all antsy.”

“I don’t know what’s wrong, but something is! I just don’t know what-” He locked eyes with something only he could see, which made him all the more uncomfortable. If the octopus was there, then his gut feeling was right.

He stepped around a worried Patton, muttering about the octopus that the three had been told about years prior, and followed it as it tucked itself up into a ball and rolled through his parents bedroom door with a small puff of green smoke. He’s never been allowed inside of his parents room, he’s been yelled at enough times to know this by now, but he had twist the doorknob and trusted that his Soulmate’s animal would keep it from happening again.

His friends all stood behind him as he walked inside, finding the octopus sitting beside a drawer with its key in its keyhole. The octopus climbed up his arm to become a comfortable weight on his back as he opened it and pulled out the document that sat on top of a stack of others.

‘Certificate Of Adoption’ ‘Roman Morgan Aurelian’

His heart sank further than he thought was possible as he stared at it; ignoring the questions his friends were asking him from the doorway. His hands shook as he struggled to hold the paper. He could hear his heartbeat as if it were an echoing drum in his head. His blood boiled at remembering all the times his ‘parents’ had told him to be thankful that he was the child of two well-earning parents.

A cold, and slightly slimy, tentacle to his face snapped him out of his building anger to continue searching through the drawer. There were open letters, all addressed to him and all signed by someone named ‘Remus’. There were maybe over fifty letters in the pile, with a few more scattered inside of the drawers with stamps originating from all over the country.

Glancing over one of the open ones, he feels the octopus on his shoulders hold him just a little tighter as each word had taken a blow to his heart. 

‘My twin’.

‘Not allowed to visit’.

‘How is he?’

‘Want to meet’.

“Roman..?” His hand instinctively reached up to gently hold one of the tentacles, ignoring it’s sliminess for the small bit of comfort that it brought as Janus entered his vision. “What’s wrong?”

“I… Just…” With a sniffle, he handed over all of the papers to him before shifting the octopus so that he could hug something. To the others it’d look like he’s hugging air, but he didn’t care as the octopus has never failed to comfort him before. 

Moments later, he’s pulled into a hug right there on the floor. It’s tight and comforting and warm and he knows that it's Janus. Voices mixed with the sound of his heartbeat deafened Roman to his friends' questions, but when a pair of hands set themselves onto his knees and a third rubbed his back, the taste of salty tears reached his lips as he began to sob. 

As he held onto the octopus and cried, he knew that his Soulmate was strange and yet would be there for him. He never thought that it’d be a twin brother; and one that had been looking for him for so long as well? The thought never crossed his mind. He blamed his parents. 

His name -Remus sounded so perfect- even came from Rome’s origin story and Roman doesn’t know why that brought a small, sad smile to his lips. He cried into Janus’ shoulder and asked him if they could leave before his parents returned. They’ve done nothing but use his dedication to theatre, his grades during school, his… everything to make themselves . He was off to college and not once did he ever hear about being adopted or having a twin. Roman never wanted to see them again; even after he found Remus.

And with Janus’ help, he didn’t ever have an in-person conversation with them again.

[i-am-bitterly-jittery]

Masterlist Masterlist

I reached my link limit on my original Masterlist, so I made several new ones, this one has links to all the Masterlists, as well as my platonic fics and art

Masterlists:

Janus Ships💛🐍

Logan Ships💙📚

Patton Ships🩵🐶

Remus Ships💚🐙

Roman Ships❤️👑

Virgil Ships💜🌩️

Misc. Character Ships (Cartoon Therapy, TS Shorts, etc.)

Original Masterlist (current through 06/22/22)

On Death’s Doorstep💜💛 (multi-chapter fic)

Moxiety Week🩵💜 (platonic and romantic)

They Call Me Wicked

Platonic Fics:

Five Times Virgil Sat on a Surface Not Meant for Sitting Janus, Logan, Roman, Remus, Patton, Thomas Multi-part | Complete | Canonverse | Virgil!centric

What’s In A Name Oneshot | Word count: 4,863 | Canonverse | Kid!Virgil | Momceit

Happy Birthday Anxiety Oneshot | Word count: 1,636 | Canonverse | Patton&Janus&Virgil

Into The Dark Side (tumblr exclusive) Part 1 Multi-part | Incomplete | Canonverse | Logan!centric

Tally Marks Oneshot | Word count: 1,850 | Canonverse | Logan!centric

Dilecti et Amantes Multi-part | Incomplete | Soulmate AU | Undecided relationships | Virgil!centric

Medicated Support System Multi-part | Complete | Canonverse | Virgil!centric | Platonic DLAMPR

Mittens (tumblr exclusive) Oneshot | Word count: 472 | Human AU | Logan!centric

Accidental Werewolf Adoption Patton, That’s Not A Dog Series | Incomplete | Vampire/Werewolf AU | Patton!centric

Traveling In The World Of My Creation Oneshot | Word count: 3,202 | Fantasy AU | Virgil!centric

Just Add Water Oneshot | Word count: 1,883 | Elementary School AU | Creativitwins

Virgil Sanders: Space Ecologist An Interesting Egg Series | Incomplete | Space AU | Platonic DLAMPR, Parental Anxceit

Baby Mine Stand-alone | Word count: 1,589 | Stork AU | Roman!centric

AroAce Remus Perfectly Normal Follow Your Aro Twoshot | Middle School AU | College AU | Remus!centric | QPR Intrumoxiety, Minor Moxiety, Background Roloceit

Stranger Danger Oneshot | Word count: 820 | Babies/Kids AU | Patton!centric | Virgil!centric

My Art:

(I’m much better at writing than I am at drawing, but I try anyway)

Sanders-chu: Virgil, Creativitwins, Patton and Logan, Thomas, Janus

Roman and Remus as mermen

Janus taking over Logan’s Lowdowns

On Death’s Doorstep character designs: Gemini (Roman and Remus), Dr. Frankenstein (Logan), Knightcaster (Virgil)

TSS Omori (Omori Sides?)

AO3: LonelyThursday

AO3 exclusives:

Say the Word (and I’m There) Multi-chapter | Incomplete | Soulmate AU | LAMP & Dukeceit

Moral Dilema Oneshot | Word count: 1,525 | Canonverse | My first TSS fic

Left Brainers Vs. Right Brainers Oneshot | Word count: 675 | Canonverse | Platonic DLAMPR

Series/Edited: (cross-posted)

This is Why I Left the Dark Sides (edited)

Five Times Virgil Sat on a Surface Not Meant For Sitting (edited)

What’s in a Name (edited)

My Best Friend’s Brother (series)

Superhero/Villain AU (series)

Tally Marks (edited)

Divorced Loceit (series)

A Pantheon (series)

Tumblr Requests (series)

Setting Sail (series)

On Death’s Doorstep (edited)

[themysteryofwriting]

Masterpost

Sanders Sides OneShots

What Happened Before Accepting Anxiety - what I think happened that caused Virgil to sink out

The Creativity Split -my interpretation of the Split.  Warning for slight U!Pat and gaslighting

Analogical Clothes Prompt - some fluffy Analogical with Logan stealing Virgil’s clothes

Moceit No Mom prompt - fluffy Moceit prompt with a bit of demiboy Patton or Patton in a skirt where Patton is oblivious til the end

Royality short Pat prompt - no further explanation needed

Can’t You See It - Analogical One Shot. Virgil wants the others to know about how loving Logan is...and that he’s a giant memelord.  Is that so bad?  Hints of background Roceit And Remus being himself

Who say you have to leave your past behind you - my first one shot with Rachel. Some stuff has changed about her since this but it has a special place in my heart.  Hinted at Past U!Pat and Remus being himself. Dee speaks in lies ofc.

This is the Worst Ending - oh boy.  okay this is what I call my angst :tm: If you are senstive to any of the following: don’t read Unsympathetic Patton, multiple major character deaths, blood, Sayori like scene, string imagery, gore, depression, brainwashing, emotional manipulation,murder, strangulation, eating disorder(kinda), stabbing, gaslighting There was a part 2 but......it didn’t last long, i wasn’t proud of it

Puppet!Ray Origins - the first part of my fnaf au! (i literally only have this part and the end so far).  Warnings for U!Pat (he’s Afton), along with child death. However some cute Logan and Ray interactions

Puppet!Ray: End of Everything: continuation of FNAF AU.  This time the Henry scene at the end of FNAF 6.  The fic I got to use the tag ‘is it still fluff if everyone dies’ on.  TW: Hinted Unsympathetic Patton because of who he replaces

And They Were Roommates - a hurt/comfort fic writen for the sanders gift exchange last year.  LAMP fic, nonbinary Dee, college AU, supportive boyfs all around

Prinxiety Prompt - takes place post DWIT, Virgil and Roman talking/flirting

Moxiety, Mobster Patton - again, nuff said.  no death, actually pretty fluffy for the prompt.  maybe a little kidnapping?

Movie Night: cute fluffy LAMP

Logan Prevents A Murder: QPP Analogical, Virgil debating murdering Roman

The Bane of Protectiveness: Ray was there when Roman....and she couldn’t stop him   TW: Suicide, Self-deprecation, self-hatred

MM3: The Murder: based of a Murder Mystery from a discord server, how Talyn’s death played out  TW: death, murder, vomiting, planned murder, drugging a drink, Unsympathetic Logan

How Ray Became Anxiety: Little clip from an au of mine where Ray becomes anxiety, along with keeping protectiveness. TW: character death, Virgil ducks out, Patton and Roman are jerks

Fighting the Dragon Witch isn’t Therapy: after POF, Roman will do anything to prove himself  TW: Temporary Major Character Death

Random Fandom One Shots

Peter Meets Angel - short one shot about my oc meeting Peter (Marvel)

Mitsue Goes Off:  Mitsue was already having a bad day, so when the LOV kidnaps her, she’s going to give them a piece of her mind (MHA)

We Have Mic - Mic gets kidnapped, Aizawa has something to say bout that (MHA)

Scar to Remember - Overhaul left a mark on Mitsue (MHA)

Demise Of A Gamer (DR) - Chp5 of SDR2 from Chiaki’s Pov

Friends Protect Each Other- Tubbo goes to visit Tommy during his exile...and finds Dream with him  TW: manipulative Dream

Original Writing

Saving The Moon - a short story I wrote for a contest a few years back

Never Trust A Newbie- short story written for a writing camp

The Hug Wizard- if you know, you know

Spiritfarer Hug Wizard: o w o

Soulmates Don’t Have to Be Romantic (finished :D )

my platonic soulmates series, starring my oc Ray

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Soulmate GC

Based off my soulmate story, a gc with the members messing w/ each other. Crack fic.

Chp 1

Chp 2

Bad Things Happen Bingo

The Collector - Logan collects people. TW: U!Logan, Kidnapping, Taxidermy on a person, blunt force trauma, character death, implied use of a date rape drug, major character death

Pressure Doesn’t Always Make A Diamond: Reminding a side for their mistakes was never a good idea.  Especially when they feel guilty about it like Patton did.  TW: Unsympathetic Deceit, Unsympathetic Logan, constant guilt-tripping, self-hatred, self-deprecation, blaming someone for something that isn’t their fault 

 He’s Not Yours: Patton’s parents....aren’t the best  TW: emotional abuse, yelling, numbness

Keeping Them Pure: Patton just wanted to make sure his kiddos wouldn’t get corrupted by those nasty dark sides  TW: Unsympathetic Patton, Kidnapping, Forced holding, chains

The Past Can Haunt You: Remus keeps getting left by those he cares about  TW: Abandonment, Self deprecation, Childhood Trauma,  the split, implied unsympathetic light sides

Snakes Don’t Like the Cold: Dee is part snake...so what happens when he gets trapped in a freezer  TW: Unsympathetic Roman, locked in a freezer, hypothermia

All It Takes Is One Mistake: It’s very easy for the Ego to crack  TW: Roman angst ,cracks, roman needing to talk to people

A Game of Paranoia: Something seems off to Rantaro as he goes through this game

You Just Need a Push to be Good: Patton couldn’t let those dark sides keep corrupting Thomas  TW: Unsympathethic Patton, using shock collars as punishment

‘I’m Fine’ And Other Lies: Introduction of Mitsue, my bnha oc.  Mitsue gets hurt in a fight and doesn’t realize how bad it is until it’s too late  TW: mention of blood, hospitals

They Never Saw It Coming: a small one shot with my own sides.  Warning, the title is a really bad pun.  TW: graphic eye injury

The Collector: What Happened Before: a sort of prequel to The Collector, Patton thinking over what happened TW: hypnotism, mind control, U!Logan

Replaceable?: takes place post POF, Logan’s reaction to what Janus did 

Those Left Behind: Ray was there when Virgil left them

You’ll See: From my given to Overhaul AU: Why Mitsue works with Overhaul  TW: Forced Starvation, Kidnapping, Parents not caring

Why Roman’s Sword Isn’t Allowed In the Common Room: All I’m gonna say is this is not as much as a crack fic as it sounds. TW: stabbing, coughing up blood, fighting

Scar To Remember: Mitsue wasn’t left okay after Overhaul got a hold of her

We Have Mic: Someone kidnaps Mic to get to Aizawa.  TW: Kidnapping

Don’t Hurt Ray Or Else: Even while with the lights, Virgil is going to protect his sister  TW: Morally Grey/Unsympathetic Patton, Outing Someone, not Accepting someone,  Transphobia?, mentions of fighting someone

Even In The Face Of Death, Logan Ignores His Feelings - a day to relax goes wrong when Remus decides to mess with Logan  TW: blood, stabbing

Trapped- Virgil gets kidnapped while out in the imagination.  It doesn’t go well. TW: kidnapping, panic attack, flashbacks, claustrophobia, implied pranking, implied fighting

Who Knew Sleep Paralysis Could Be Deadly?- Talent Swap AU with Makoto and Kyoko  TW: stabby stab, K-nife, sickness, sleep paralysis

Kokichi’s Sacrifice - Kokichi’s POV of Chp 4  TW: major character death, strangulation

A Well Needed Lesson - Byakuya has had enough of the Ultimate Lucky Student, Kyoko responds in return

Oh Look, A Yandere - Mic gets kidnapped by a yandere and has to try to escape TW: Yandere, kidnapping

Bad Things Happen Bingo Part 2: New Card, New Category

To Manipulate A Protector -Orange goes after Virgil? Or is that just a trick? TW: Kidnapping, implied fighting, manipulation, being controlled

Some Apologies Go Nowhere - after chp 4, Kokichi tries to apologize to Shuichi. Key word there is try

No One Noticed...- What if Shiro hadn’t been the only one Replaced? TW: Abandonment, heavy doubt, replaced and not noticed

Of All People Why’d it have to be Deku? - Bakugou and Midoryia switch bodies. Chaos ensues. TW:… cussing I guess?

A Broken Disc- Spoilers for the March 1st Tommyinnit Stream  TW: Major Character Death, Attempted Manipulation, Flashbacks

not again...: Nagito gets kidnapped...again  TW: kidnapping, locked in small place

Goodbye Green- Who ever said the Creativity twins were supposed to be separated?  TW: Morally Grey Patton, having to leave someone you care about

One Step Behind: Phil’s POV of what happened that fateful day  TW: Major Character Death, Stabbing, Bleeding Out, Explosions

Adrien’s Realization

Lila Bashing fic where Adrien finally realizes that ‘Hey what Lila is doing to me isn’t good’

Chp 1-  TW: Unrequited flirting, unrequited crush, Lila hate(?)

Chp 2- TW:Self doubt, bad advice

Another Path

After All Might tells Izuku he can’t be hero, Izuku decides it might be better to take another path to help people. Planned mix of actual story and chat fic

TW: slight All Might bashing

Prologue

Chp 1

Chp 2

[hetacon]

The Messages in Blue Ink

Word Count: 1,350

Pairings: Logicality, Background Prinxiety, Background Platonic Logince, Background Platonic Analogical, Implied Platonic Moxiety

Warning: None that I can think of!

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Summary: Logan writes helpful notes to himself due to his ADHD. He wished other writing would appear though...

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Note: This is for @artissijam’s birthday, decided to do a cute little soulmate AU for her! I love you so much Jules!!! It’s not much but I really hope you like this you funky and wonderful human being, I’m so glad we’ve become friends!!

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Logan never could remember things, it was quite an issue that he dealt with. It figures, seeing as he had ADHD but regardless, it was still annoying.

Due to that though, he started writing reminders to himself anywhere he could. Hands, arms, even his legs on the rare occasion. It was honestly just the easiest way to keep track of things. He didn’t have to worry about wasting paper or sticky notes or have his phone die on him. It was reliable.

During the time he was trying to focus on his paper for one of his classes, his roommate Roman made a passing comment about buying some more paper towels when Logan would be going out that afternoon. So as usual, but of course with a sigh, Logan took his pen out from his pocket and wrote down the item on his list.

He probably should wash off the note about calling his parents, he did that yesterday.

With that though, he tried to focus back on his paper.

This system of his had been working for years, he’d always been able to focus much more on all of the tasks when he could actually remember what they were. Figures but hey, he had to work with what he got.

He got to thinking about if he had other writing on his arms though...

Normal people would have conversations with their soulmates on their skin, maybe doodles such as the ones that adorned Roman’s and Virgil’s wrists and the backs of their hands since the latter of the two was quite the artist. Normal people would know their soulmates, have already met them at this point, or at the very least, have had a conversation with them. Logan wasn’t a normal person though in that he didn’t have any conversations with his soulmate. He’d never seen anything appear on his skin other than what he himself wrote.

He didn’t even know if he had one.

He didn’t often think much about it but as he was hanging out with Roman and Virgil one weekend, he watched as Virgil drew on his wrist with a purple pen, the ink blooming over Roman’s in response. Roman watched intently with a dorky grin, his head resting against Virgil’s. They were in their own little world.

“Guys?” Logan finally asked, setting his book down.

“Yeah Lo? What’s up?” Virgil asked, not looking up from his arm as he drew, Roman’s gaze turning up to Logan however.

“What would you do if you didn’t have a soulmate?”

Virgil stopped and put his pen down, looking up in confusion.

“Just hypothetically,” Logan muttered, looking up grimly at his friends.

“Dude, I’d still be in New York for one thing. Wouldn’t have ever met you and Ro in the first place,” Virgil offered.

“And I wouldn’t have started majoring in theater if he hadn’t encouraged me!” Roman said with a hum, kissing Virgil’s cheek.

Logan shook his head. “No, I mean like... How would you react or feel? You know, knowing you have no one ‘destined’ for you.”

Both of them blinked at Logan.

“I’d be a little sad I guess..” Virgil said slowly. “But I know I’d still have the capability to make friends, right? Not having a romantic partner isn’t the end of the world.”

“Right! And you have us!” Roman said with a smile, reaching out to place a hand on Logan’s shoulder, shaking him a bit. “It’s going to be just fine.”

Logan couldn’t stop himself from sighing. He loved his friends but still, a soulmate would be nice...

He would be lying if he said the subject of soulmates didn’t occupy his mind for long. He thought about it often, questioning things for months.

Every time he wrote out an item on his grocery list, he’d wonder if he had a soulmate. Every time he hastily scribbled down instructions for an assignment, he’d ask himself why they wouldn’t have written to him if he did have one. Every time he put down a note to himself to pick up his dry cleaning, he’d think about if he even wanted a soulmate.

It finally came to a point where he was fed up with everything involving soulmates and he rushed to the bathroom, washing off all the ink. Once his arms were dry, he sat in his room, looking down at his arm, a pen in hand.

His day had been awful and honestly, Logan just wished someone was there on the other end, seeing his writing.

He took a breath and started to write.

“Please just tell me, is anyone reading this? Do I have a soulmate?”

Logan was about to get up, only to watch as blue ink appeared under his own words written in black.

“Oh my gosh, hi, yes you do!”

“Hello, my name’s Logan Mandel.”

“It’s nice to finally meet you Logan, this is Patton”

“I like your name.”

“Thank you, I like yours too! It suits you!”

Logan felt his cheeks grow warm. Who was this person??

“You don’t know anything about me, I can’t see how you could tell.”

“Well, I have been seeing everything you’re writing... I know you’re a physics major for one thing. You also forget things a lot I take it. Though that’s ok, I think it’s cute that you write little reminders to yourself! And you keep in touch with your parents or at least want to! You seem like a swell kinda guy, Logan!”

“Thank you I suppose.”

“No problem!”

Just as Logan was about to start writing more, Patton quickly scribbled something below his last message. “I’m sorry, I’m cooking and need to take care of something! I’ll talk to you later!!”

Logan forgot all about his day.

With that interaction, Logan’s right arm became were he’d interact with Patton, his left for notes to himself and all of his lists. He took a quick liking to Patton, he was incredibly sweet to say the least but as they got to know one another, one thing bothered Logan.

“Why didn’t you ever write to me before?” Logan wrote, a bit out of the blue.

Patton was punctual and quick to respond as always.

“Well, I saw the things you kept track of! You needed the space more, I wanted to give it to you <3”

“But you don’t have to do that, I like talking with you Patton.”

“Well we could always meet up so we wouldn’t have to ;D I’m just teasing though, that’s up to you”

“I’d like that.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

They lived in the same city, he was one of Virgil’s other friends. Patton was meeting him at one of Logan’s favorite coffee shops today.

“Almost there!” Patton’s writing appeared on Logan’s arm.

“Alright, I’ll be waiting for you.”

Logan kept his eyes glued to the door as various people came and went from the coffee shop, clutching his arms tightly to himself. He saw a guy come in. It had to be Patton. He didn’t know what he’d do if it wasn’t, he wouldn’t want just any random stranger to have just walked in a sky blue skirt and white off-the-shoulder crop top sweater.

Oh goodness, Logan couldn’t do anything but stare at him, he looked so wonderful. He looked so soft and gentle, everything Logan wanted to see from his soulmate.

Before he knew it, that guy got his drink and went directly over to him with a smile, showing his arms as he sat down.

The ink matched.

Logan could only keep staring at Patton.

He wanted to count out all the freckles adorning Patton’s cheeks like stars.

Logan’s cheeks turned red but nowhere as lovely a shade as the natural pink of Patton’s face.

Logan couldn’t think.

“Hi,” Logan breathed out.

“Hi, Logie” Patton said back, a smile on his lips as he leaned forward to gently kiss Logan’s cheek.

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Taglist: @artissijam, @virgils-paranoia, @marshmallow-the-panda, @anotheregofanficblog

[kanene-yaaay-o-retorno]

The Color of my Soul(mates) [2]

[First oneshot]

[AO3 link]

Kanene’s Notes:

Nope, I do not regret the pun. New oneshot yaaaay!! Just a quick reminder that both Virgil and Patton’s mindsets are bad. They can work, of course, but only for a certain expense. Worry not. They will both start to go to a therapist and take care of themselves, even though this will not be heavily shown in the oneshots.

Warnings, fun facts, random things and stuff:

* That fanfic has Moxiety and Past Moceit and Past Virgil/Remus (no idea how it’s called dfghjdfghj) in a platonic relationship (yet), but it can be viewed as romantic, if you wish.

* Swearing, depreciative thoughts, losing someone (not death, just stopping to be soulmate), anger issues, anxious thoughts and nightmares. It’s hurt/comfort.

* [~*~]  Means passage of time

* [...] Means change in the focus of the narrative 

* This characters do not belongs to me. They all belongs to the amazing Thomas Sanders in his series of Sanders Sides.

* Something around 5.300 words. -w-)b.

* Sorry for any spelling, pontuation and grammar mistakes! Any advice is very very welcome!

* Tô com preguiça de postar a versão em português brasileiro aaaa! Thankys for reading, my lollipops! Say to someone important how much you love them, be safe, talk with the one that you love, drink water and sleep well! Byeioo!~

                          [~*~]

Loneliness is an island with missing boats.

Missing is when the moment tries to run away from the memories to happen again and can’t do it.

Memories are when, even without authorization your thinking re-presents a chapter.

-       Adriana Falcão - Meanings

[~*~]

Hey, Dee! It’s been some time, huh? Nothing really happened around here, so I have no interesting news to share today. Buut, I learned a new knock knock joke! I would finally get you to laugh with this one! It’s like that:

Me: Knock, knock.  

U: Who’s there?  

Me: Ice cream.  

U: Ice cream who?  

Me: Ice cream if you don’t let me in!

Funny, right?!

… It feels silly to continue to talk with you through those letters. I can’t-

I don’t even know where to send them! That is stup- not great.

I just… I just miss you, Dee. A lot. My uncle says that I should get your old representation out of the bed and hide it so I can start moving on, but… It feels empty, you know? Everything.

I really miss you.

Love, Heart.

[…]

“No.” 

His words echoed in his mind, the strap of his backpack slipping from his grip, his body throwing itself forward, heart jumping in the back of his throat as his steps inevitably brought him even closer to the faded green, almost white, shark plushie in front of him. 

“No.” 

He repeated, as if this was a spell able to make the scene before him change. His hands trembled and failed in touching the so loved object, a silent scream slipping from his slightly parted lips. Yet, he still tried to think of something. Anything that would erase his choices. He knew it.

He should have known. He read about it before, the butterfly effect. Any choice, any movement, any little thing you did could change drastically your future. It could make events – people – which would happen in your life just…

Disappear. 

[The stuffed animal remained quiet on his hands, it’s blank face staring superficially, not really seeing him. Not like before.]

He knew it. 

“Rat?” He knew it. He knew it. He knew, knew, knewknewknew it! “Ree?” His soul searched desperate for an answer. But he got none. No thoughts, no feelings, no small touches, no acknowledging sparks, nothing. 

That word seemed to ring unbearably in his ears. There was nothing there. Nothing except for the silence and the void which filled itself with despair at every that went by.

“This better not be a prank or this time I will throw you in the washing machine for real!” Virgil’s eyes were stinging. He should have done better, should have thought in another way or another anything. He shouldn’t have done that, he shouldn’t! 

“Ree, stop. That is not funny.” Ree actually preferred when Virgil called him Rat, and as his chest was scratched by an agonizing, crescent fear, deep down the young boy wished his soulmate would jump – his thoughts always felt like that, excited, uncontrollable jumpy frogs just playing around – from somewhere and demands Virgil called him by it. “Answer me!!”

His fingers squished the soft fabric, a short, unexpected wave of anger pleading for at least a shout of pain before Virgil realized what he was doing, immediately lighting his touch, tears shining in a sad gloom in the corner of his eyes. His breathing started to hurt.

He needed to do something.

“MOM!!”

Virgil opened his door with a strong slam, running through the wooded floor of the corridor, stumbling his way to the stairs, coming down at the highest speed he could muster. The adult figure was already standing in the living room, the Tv blasting a show in the background, probably the activity his mother was concentrating on before his cry. A frown painted her face and her dark eyes stared at the boy when he stood in front of her, holding his stuffed shark in her direction.

“Fix him!” 

[‘it’ a quiet whisper from his brain corrected his sentence.]

Her analytical eyes danced around the toy in front of her, looking for any teared fabric, any stain or hint of what happened to it, the confusion in her actions becoming more and more prominent as no visible result was found.

[And, as her analysis occurred, the quiet whisper in the back of his mind wondered if this was the original color of the shark before it became a representation of his soulmate. They were together for so long Virgil didn’t even remember what it used to look like.]

No! The boy with heterochromatic eyes firmly gritted his teeth, head shaking. This was NOT the shark’s real color. Its real color was a dark, deep, enthusiastic green full of chaotic ideas and dumb jokes and sparks and grins.

He refused to let everything end in this way.

Realization fell in her face, a soft gasp coming from her open mouth. “Oh, Virgil…”

“No, no, no! You- You need to fix him!” But her eyes… “Mom, please,” the way her arms opened to involve his small, trembling form… 

“Please, he is my best friend.”

[‘Was’]

She hugged him, cradling her fingers in his hair and lightly rocking Virgil and his sobs, her sweet words muffled by his cry. Then the younger one wiggled out of her touch, getting the plushie and running back to his room, the door slamming one more time.

He refused.

“No! No!!” He kicked his backpack, its content spreading across his carpeted floor. The shark was placed in his desk seconds before the Virgil focused his anger on his bed, throwing everything on the floor. His pillows hit the walls and the toys on his shelves. The cacophony of sounds made his head hurt, but he ignored this in order to kick and throw more things. 

Seconds, minutes, countless pieces of time passed before he stopped, panting and with stinging eyes in the middle of the room, his only possessions left untouched was his guitar and Ra- His shark stuffed animal.

Because he loves playing guitar. Because he loves Ree.

His fingers pet its soft fur, wandering in every detail, trying to burn in his soul how alive and colored it used to be before today.

Virgil felt like crying, felt like hugging his old-representation with all his might and just spent the rest of the day like this, pleading that Ree would come back and Virgil would do better and everything could be back to normal again.

But he refused.

He refused to cry like a baby. He refused to let this happen to him. He refused to be made a fool by the Soulmate System or whatever sadistic creature that observed him right now. He refused to go through all of this again. 

Ever again.

Virgil opened his closet and got up on his chair, hiding the shark on the highest shelf under a bunch of old comforts he never got to use.

They wanted him to be a Colorless? Very well, then.

[~*~]

Anger is when the dog who lives in you shows its teeth.

Sadness is a gigantic hand that squeezes your heart.

-       Adriana Falcão - Meanings

[~*~]

Hiya, Dee.

Some days are better, some are worse. 

It hurts.

But, hm, good things, right? Today was sunny and refreshing, I love when this happens. A ladybug landed in my hand yesterday, it was so small… I also found another beautiful feather when I went to the park last weekend, very fluffy and a baby on the bus smiled at me after I made some funny faces.

I hope you’re also receiving and giving some beautiful smiles there. Aunt just called me for the movie night so… See you later!

I miss-

Love, Heart.

[…]

Virgil woke up sweating. A tight feeling clutching the back of his mind. However, he managed to catch himself before his eyes opened, the back of his hand pressing them, as if to make sure they wouldn’t open against his will.

Urg… Not this again…

Virgil pressed harder the pillow curling around his head, the pressure easing the irritation as he groaned in protest, wondering how much more time it would take before he finally grew used to this routine. An annoying sensation banged rhythmically on his chest, hammering together with his heart and flying along with the butterflies on his stomach over and over again until a slightly nausea almost leaded the one in pajamas to give up and just find the nearest stuffed animal so his soulmate’s bond could finally be initiated, his representation showed up and then the exhausted teen could finally get some freaking rest  and then proceed to turn a blind eye to his soulmate for the rest of their lives.

Who would say that ignoring the Soulmate System would be so hard?

But, damn, even if this shit always came back at the right moment when the first ray of sunshine hit his face, usually Virgil had at least the freedom of the night to sleep!

His hand wandered clumsily, hitting the bean bag next to his bed and looking for the small device he always left there for the night. He sighs when his fingers make contact with the cold of his phone, quickly bringing it up to his face and making sure nothing else could get in his eye field. On the third try he succeeded to put the right password, ignoring the video shining on it and quickly lowering the brightness of his screen until it was almost nonexistent. 

Four in the morning. What the heck was his not-for-much-longer-soulmate doing up at this hour??

Ok. It didn’t matter, Virgil murmured to himself, his words slurring, completely engulfed by the fog of sleepiness which continued to involve him. It didn’t matter because Virgil was sure he would manage to win that battle, just like he did on every other occasion since Ree. Of course, he never had a perfect receipt for this, only a group of superficial orientations as focusing on something else, tossing around the mattress until the exhaustion took over his body or doing anything that guaranteed his suborn nature to fight until the bond faded away with some hours, maybe one or two days. 

However, this one was about to complete a whole week and his resolution was beginning to weaken, escaping between his fingers regardless of how much he fought to hold it with tooth and nails. The mild headache growing on him was the proof of this.

He flipped his pillow, letting its cold surface rest on his face, adjusting himself to lay starfished onto the bed. 

He needed distractions. 

Songs. He liked to listen to music a lot, something he would be very much inclined to do now if it wasn’t so late and his earphones were so far away. But, stopping to think about it, it was crazy how sounds work, like, even if they’re far away they manage to be heard. Pretty much like that weird sound captured by that boat who was only minding its business… The Bloop. Heh. The Bloop. Such a stupid name… He wondered if it was a Jurassic animal doing that and when humanity would be finally able to answer his question. If it is really an animal will they call him Bloop? That is a horrible name to give to something probably gigantic and scary… Bloop… Bloopers… blooo...

His muscles from his toes to the tip of his fingers began to relax, his breathing becoming more erratic as the trail of nonsense thoughts led him away from reality and straight to the cloak of Morpheus. Bit by bit he started to be unaware of his room. First the faint sound of his spider quietly scraping the sand on her terrarium, second the sensation of the pillow on his face, then the cold of his phone as it slipped away from his hand…

And, unsupervised by the teenager's eyes, his index finger hit the ‘play’ button on the video, and the blasting of Aquiles Priester’s drums filled the room in a hot shot, followed in the same second by Virgil’s hoarse scream. The confusion and sound making the one with heterochromatic eyes stumble to a sit position, blankets and pillows falling from him as his astonished movements tried to be coordinated enough to turn off his phone before his mother woke up and decided to know why and what her son was doing up at four-darn-morning. 

The button was hit and the silence was faster in cover the room all over again, being only broken by Virgil’s shaken gasps, his trembling fingers laying on his adulterated heartbeats, taking large, wobbly deep breaths in order to normalize it, his attention entirely focused on hearing any hint of muffled step outside his room.

In. Hold. Out.

In. Hold. Out.

He was fine. Everything was fine. 

This was only a scare.

In. Hold. Out.

In. Hold. Out.

Okay. No sound. Virgil allowed himself to fall on his bed, stretching and humming in attempts to ground him to reality, not taking too long to let the sleepiness begin to slowly crawl to his mind again, his body feeling surprisingly much lighter than it had been in days. A yawn escaped from his lips. What the hell he was doing with his cell phone anyway?

For the second time in the night his body fled to a sitting position, the sudden calm and coziness which hit his senses now having a slightly sour taste on his mouth as the teenager realized what it meant.

His soulmate bond was complete.

His gaze flew to the small pile of fabric on the floor, a glint of a sky-blue color shining amidst it. He pushed his blankets away and his breath hitched when the full form of his soulmate’s representation was shown.

Oh no. Nononono. That was- 

That wasn’t normal. Nor supposed to happen. Oh shit. Shitshitshitshit. What could he do?

Virgil dropped – carefully, even if the cold on the bottom of his stomach screamed for him to run! – the object on his bed, getting across the room and right in front of his closet in a blink of an eye. The door flung open, his gaze scrambling through all his possessions in search of that specific teddy bear his mother gave him a year ago, telling it was going to help him to heal, grabbing it firmly and plopping it next to the blue fabric calmly laying on his mattress. He bit his nails while his eyes ran from an object to another, waiting for the color to somewhat jump on the plushie, where it was supposed to go in the first place.

Virgil stared inquisitively at his pillow- no, his soulmate’s representation, as if he could scare the reality into changing itself. His fingers ran through his hair, feet pacing on the floor.

 Ok. His soulmate was a pillow. A literal pillow. That was not good.

Before he could fall on his parasitizing thoughts or hide the pillow and pretend nothing had happened, a badly muffled sound reached him, making his body freeze as his brain immediately recognized what it was:

Crying.

[...]

Before is a caterpillar who didn’t become a butterfly, yet.

Indecision is when you know very well what you want, but you think you should want another thing.

-       Adriana Falcão - Meanings

[...]

Hey, dear! Heart here again! It’s been a time, huh? I discovered a new Pet Shop nearby and a very nice old lady let me play with the puppies after school. You really should see the hamsters there! They’re the cutest, most precious soft things!!

They don’t have any snakes, sadly.

I… I hid your teddy bear and I’m getting used to not stare at the right corner of the mattress, looking for you. 

I still miss your smooth thoughts, your warmth, your advice and receipts and… you.

I think I’m getting better. The sensation is starting to feel… normal.

Remember we-

I used to-

I know you won’t really read this, but I’m trying to keep taking care of myself. 

Hooray?

Love, Heart.

[…]

Patton loved stuffed animals and this was a fact that anyone who got into his room for barely two seconds would realize. Small plushies of multicolored frogs rested on his shelves. A big polite giraffe sat on his desk, proudly showing off her new necktie and his older ones were in the closet, guarding his favorites clothes. His soulmates, of course, had a special treatment, receiving a seat on his bed, closer to him and within his research at any occasion, emergency or not.

And that was an emergency. Well…technically. 

Maybe…

Perhaps not. 

The teenager changed to a sitting position, his fingers trapping the mattress in a deadly grip, tears falling from his eyes, which was firmly focused on the moon shaped night light across his room, trying to kick out the too cold, too hot feeling the nightmare left on his skin. 

His brain felt fuzzy and his thoughts were all mushed together, way too messy to properly fight against the memories of his dream replaying on his head. The sensation of pure despair still running on his veins as the monster – tall, fast, its shadow hovering over his small form – chased him and his friends. Patton still felt his throat dry after running for what seemed hours, and for when he realized they would never manage to actually escape from it. He could feel the betrayed eyes of his loved ones as he made each one of them trip, the small period when the monster got them giving him enough time to escape, the screams ringing on his ears.

He muffled his sobs, slapping his hand on his mouth and getting up, going to his closet and grabbing his panda. It was one of the fluffiest stuffed animals he had and he could use a bit of softness right now. His steps were tired and he hid his face on the plushie even before laying on his bed again, curling around the bear as if it was the core of safeness, as if it would make all the bad thoughts and feelings go away.

As if it could erase all the nightmare and convince the part of his mind which said that if it was real life, that would be exactly what he would do, that it was wrong.

It was! It was completely wrong! Patton would never, ever, betray his friends, or hurt them, or go away when they needed most! He wouldn’t. He would fight, if it was needed. He would do his best every single time to help them! To be there. He wouldn’t just run away. He couldn’t. He couldn’t be alone. He didn’t even bear that thought.

[A part of his soul struggled, firm on its position. It kept holding into a bond that directed to another soul who kept pushing him away, both refusing to change their mind.]

Bear. Patton let go of a weak, barely audible, forced giggle, squeezing the panda on his touch tighter. Panda was a bear. Heh. His tears began to calm themselves, falling slower from the corner of his eyes, a strange and sudden wave of strange, but welcomed calmness hitting him.

A sudden warm touch laid on his forehead.

“Hey, are you okay?”

Patton gasped, his wide eyes flying open to stare at the now purple plushie on his grip.

Purple. Pandas weren’t purple. He was sure this one was always white with black dots and tiny glasses on it. Definitely not purple. Not unless it was-

Oh. 

Ohhh.

Oh no.

For a moment his breath was taken, adrenaline exploded across his body and his mind went blank, his face stumbling forward to press his lips on the panda’s forehead, a completely lack of words, especially when a flow of sentences began to appear running over themselves and leading to his very tired brain to struggle in order to try to grasp their meaning before another phrase came and took its place.

[His body seemed to relax, letting go of a ball of tension Patton didn’t even realize he had in the first place.]

“Fuck, sorry, that was pretty dumb. Of course you’re not fine, why else would you be crying? What I was trying to say is: Can you get better? No, wait! That sounded harsh and it’s definitely not what I meant- wanted to say. Ehh, shit. Okay. Uhh. Breath, okay? Breathing is a good thing. You have to breathe to stay alive so I think it’s already a good start. Keep breathing, please do not die. Oh god, wait, that is not a dangerous situation, is it? Are you in danger? Are you dying? Oh, fuck I can’t hear-”

A startled giggle made a run from Patton’s lips, making his new soulmate to be quiet.

“Urg, sorry.”

“No, no. I was not laughing at you!” He adjusted his grip so the only part touching the purple bear would be him holding one of his paws, realizing he forgot to stop hugging him earlier. “I am okay. I just… didn’t want to cry on you, sorry.”

“It’s okay. I don’t, huh, care.”

“Crazy how bonds happen nowadays.” Patton attempted a joke, feeling suddenly a bit vulnerable, internally wishing the other wouldn’t ask about the reason for his tears. “It-It’s hot today, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, with the Sun and everything.”

“Yeepp.” Patton sniffed, cleaning the tear track left on his cheeks before resting his back on the bed’s headboard, a beginning of a headache after that waterfall of emotions shining in the horizon.

“...Do you want to listen to a song? It helps me to calm down when I’m, ya know.”

“Oh, don’t worry, I’m already a bit better.”

“Ok, sorry.”

“Don’t be.” Maybe it was sleepiness or the excitement of having a new soulmate, but before he could think much more about it the hidden truth was slipping from his mouth, “I’m grounded. No phone for the week.”

“That sucks.” The teenager just shrugged, hoping his soulmate would understand the action by his movement. 

Silence impregnated the room, spreading and filling his system, his eyelashes closing bit by bit.

“I know how to play guitar. I can… play a song for you. Onlyifyouwantofcourse.” The thought was quick, quiet and disappeared as soon as it arrived, leading Patton to almost believe he imagined it.

A good feeling bloomed in his chest, a smile flourishing on his face as he held his soulmate’s free hand, carefully squeezing them in what he hoped it showed his gratitude.

“I would love to.”

“’Kay. Uh, cool. Give me a second.”

And then a few minutes later his form was engulfed by warmth. Patton let go a sigh of relief, basically melting in the so caring touch, don't having the heart - that word gave a hurtful tug in his chest - to remember his new soulmate he couldn't really hear the accords, only the shy, calming humming rumbling on his chest and lullabying them to a peaceful sleep.

[~*~]

Feeling is the language the heart uses when it needs to send a message.

-       Adriana Falcão - Meanings.

[~*~]

"How can I call you?" 

Patton stopped his voice before that old nickname got out, scratching his throat. He should try to move on, right? 

Baby steps. 

"Pat." 

"Pat?" 

"Pat-Pat!" 

Virgil rolled his eyes, denying the small smile which appeared on the corner of his mouth.

“You can call me V.”

[…]

“So, you’re a pillow.”

Patton blinked, a surprised snort filling the room. “V, I know I often say I’m soft but if you wanted to rest on me all you needed to do was ask!” He added some shadowing on some feathers, giving the drawing of the Bem-te-Vi more profundity. He was really happy he found that site about the birds of America. 

“No, I mean literally. Like… your representation is not a stuffed animal, it’s a pillow.”

“Oooh…” He blinked a few times. “I didn’t know that still happens.”

“What do you mean with ‘still happens’? This happened to you before?”

“Not with me, but I saw a video about this! Before the plushies became famous due their shape being easier to be seen as human-like, the bond would form in anything that could be quickly dyed, just like clothes, pieces of fabric, pillows… I think if they showed it to a doctor, he would describe their condition as ‘comfortable!’” Patton shook lightly the panda’s shoulder, smiling. “Uh? Got it? Comfortable? Because they’re soft?”

“Pat, that was horrible.”

“Awww, come oon.” Patton rested his chin on V’s head, forgetting his drawing for a while. “Puns are harder than knock knock jokes! You have to wait for the perfect timing to make them.” Virgil huffed. “Not even an itsy bitsy giggle?”

“Nope.”

Silence.

“Pat?”

“No. I am pouting.”

He felt a couple of pats (ha-) on his head, the touching going away in a few seconds. “You will get there some day.” The other answered his soulmate with a raspberry, giggling a bit of his own silliness before going back to his hobby. He really was planning to finish this bird today.

“The thing is… Since you’re, ya know, a pillow. I was thinking… okay, I know that this will sound weird but… I was thinking of putting some clothes on your representation so I can… try to see you better.” 

“Ah.”

“Only if you’re comfortable, sure!”

“No, no. I am! It’s just…” Patton bit his lips, lightly squeezing the shell of his ear with the hand that wasn’t holding the pencil, adjusting his body to a better sitting position. “What clothes do you have in mind? Not that I think your taste is bad or you don’t know how to choose good clothes or something like that!”

“No, it’s cool!” The thought came in the moment Patton forced himself to stop his nervous talking. “I wanted to ask you because of that, I, uh, have black t-shirts, jeans, an old grey hoodie, PJs, clothes when I was a kid, onesies, maybe I can get a dress?”

“Gasp. Do you have onesies?? Aww, I want!”

“Everyone has a onesie.” Virgil mumbled in defense, feeling his cheeks getting hot. “I have a skeleton one, a raccoon and the Toothless from How to Tra-”

“OHMYGOSH YOU HAVE TOOTHLESS!” Virgil had absolutely no idea how Pat managed to make a thought so high pitched and excited to the point the words themselves were barely understandable. “HE IS THE MOST PRECIOUS, CUTE LIL DRAGON…” and then a bunch of squeaks and mumbling took over his brain just as he has hugged and then lightly bounced before suddenly everything disappeared.

He decided it was safer to let the silence prolong itself a bit longer.

…

“Pat?”

“You might need to give me a few more minutes, kiddo.”

“You need to chill, dude.” Virgil remarked, a ray of fondness shining in his words. He gathered his onesie. It was his favorite one when he was fourteen, now it didn’t even fit on him anymore and it clearly wasn’t made to be used by a pillow, as well, but it would suffice until he thought of a better solution. “Ok. Got it, you might want to use your Blocker now.”

“Okayy, it’s somewhereeeeee...” Patton rummaged the content of his backpack, looking for the earphone-shaped object. He hadn’t the chance to buy the wireless prototype, so he struggled a few seconds to untangle the cables. “Here! So, see you in fifteen minutes?”

“Ok. If you hear or feel something just touch my arm and I will immediately stop.” 

“Right!! Bye!” Patton waved, more a habit than anything else, plugging the Blocker on his ears and the cluing its ventosa behind his head, right where his cerebellum was. A few pieces of time went by before his head became partially empty, only his thoughts filling it. He put the panda away. 

It was a strange feeling, to use this outside his school, nor parallel conversation of his classmates or a teacher’s voice filling the air to distract his attention for the fact that he couldn’t hear or feel his soulmates anymore. He hummed, wondering how Lo was and writing a self note on the corner of his paper that he should check on him later, ask for him to finish that story with the smart detective he was telling him on Sunday before Patton fell asleep due the other’s habit to keep petting his hair, probably a revenge for Patton’s constant need to hugging, holding or actively interacting with his serious soulmate’s representation, more often than not receiving fond-exasperate pokes in return.

He looked through the window, mind wandering as the wind hit the tree in his neighbor’s yard, messing with its leaves. It was a bit lonely to have your thoughts all to yourself…

But not entirely bad.

[…]

“Sooo, howz does it looks like?” The naturally excited voice asked. Virgil just pressed his hand firmer on his lips, his other arm hugging his middle. His gaze fell for what it felt the umpteen time in the blue dyed pillow before him, the sleeves of  his onesie folded inwards in a poor attempt to cut half of its original length, the ‘legs’ were criss crossed and all of this ignoring, of course, the unnatural rectangular shape of the whole thing.   

‘Like shit.’ It was his first thought, but he decided to not send it to Pat.

“Weird.”

“I am looking at my pillows right now and-” giggles, “but come ooon, it’s Toothless! There is no way it isn’t at least a bit cute!”

‘You have no neck.’ He internally panicked, looking at the few, sporadic tiny blue hearts appearing amidst the black onesie, showing the representation was getting used to the new fabric attached to it. ‘A probably-head, shoulders but no neck. It’s like a reverse freaking giraffe!’

However, Virgil decided against sharing this particular vision with the other. 

“I guess. Are you… breathing well or whatever?” His tune was a mix of nonchalant and nervous, the choice of words making him wince.

“I am. Why?”

“No. Nothing. No reason.”

“Oookay.” The teenage signed at the confusion on his soulmate’s tune, why did he had to talk in the first place or be so weird making a such big deal of something stupid like that? Urg. He stared at the blue object one more time. Damn Soulmate System. Damn destiny. Damn lack of socialization skills.

…………

But, dude, really, the guy has literally no neck here, there is NO WAY he isn’t feeling nothing because of that. Pat is probably lying because he pities him after a so horrible, futile attempt of fixing what he caused. No. Wait. He can’t just assume his soulmate is lying because of his overthinking, the other part of his brain retorted. Was he overthinking? He probably was. He always did it. Or perhaps this was a correct inkling of Pat. Soulmates were supposed to do that sort of thing after some time, right? One week was enough time? What he-

“Hey!” Pat’s thought cut his own. “Sooo, now that you can ‘see’ me a bit better… hug? You can say no if you want, sure!”

Virgil blinked one, two, three times.

“Ok. But you let go when I let go, got it?”

“Sure thing, V!” Warmth bloomed in his chest when he heard his nickname, Virgil wasn’t sure why.

He embraced the representation, feeling a bit silly, the same feeling that was fast to go away as Pat hugged him as well, firm but careful. The sensation overwhelmed his senses, but in a good way, leading the one who loved guitars and got a strange hyper fixation on drums to let go a sigh, body relaxing.

He patted Pat’s back two times before finishing the touch. “There you go.”

“Thanks! Sooo, see you later.”

“Sure thing.” He agreed, wanting nothing more than a good hot bath after so many feelings in such a small period of time. 

“uwu”

“How the fu-” 

“NO SWEARING!”

“-did you do that?”

Virgil snorted, the warmth still spreading on his chest and maybe - only maybe, - having a new soulmate wasn’t an entire bad thing.

[ace-in-a-shopping-cart]

Soulmate September Masterlist

Soulmate September 2020 was a challenge I took on to post one soulmate fic per day. The prompt list is here for your perusal.

Day 1 | Audiobook

Prompt: Your soulmate’s name is written on your wrist or palm. Pre-established relationship Analogical.

Day 2 | Audiobook

Prompt: There is a timer that counts down to when you will meet your soulmate. Romantic Analogical.

Day 3 | Audiobook

Prompt: You have an animal that only you and your soulmate can see. Romantic Analogical.

Day 4 | Audiobook

Prompt: There is a trail of color only you can see that marks out where your soulmate has been. Romantic Analogical.

Day 5 | Audiobook

Prompt: Any intense emotions your soulmate feels you will also experience. Romantic Analogical.

Day 6 | Audiobook

Prompt:  When your soulmate is injured you will experience pain in the same area. Romantic Analogical.

Day 7 | Audiobook

Prompt: There is a string tied around your pinky the end of which leads to your soulmate. Romantic Analogical (Asexual! Logan, nonbinary! Logan.)

Day 8 | Audiobook

Prompt: The temperature of your chest gets hotter when you are closer to your soulmate and colder when you move further away.  Platonic Prinxiety (can be read as future queerplatonic Prinxiety.)

Day 9 | Audiobook

Prompt: When you write something on your own skin it appears on your soulmate’s skin as well. Romantic Analogical, familial Dukexiety.

Day 10 | Audiobook

Prompt: You are born with a birthmark, similar to a tattoo, that is shared by your soulmate. Romantic Analogical.

Day 11 | Audiobook 

Prompt: Pick your favorite soulmate AU and write about it. Reincarnation AU; Everyone is born with a ring on their finger that changes color with your soulmate’s mood, turning pink when you touch for the first time. When they die, the ring turns black and falls off, turning to dust. (CW: Major Character Dead. Reader discretion is advised.) Romantic Analogical.

Day 12 | Audiobook

Prompt: You meet your soulmate in your dreams every night. Romantic Analogical.

Day 13 | Audiobook

Prompt: Everyone is born with a superpower, but when soulmates are together, their powers are nullified by each other. Logan is able to summon small items while Virgil is able to make shadows tangible. He can’t create new shadows but he can manipulate the ones around him. Romantic Analogical.

Day 14 | Audiobook

Prompt: The first words you hear your soulmate speak are written on your arm. Romantic Analogical.

Day 15 | Audiobook

Prompt: It's impossible to lie to your soulmate.  Pre-established Analogical. Parental Moxiety/ Logicality.

Day 16 | Audiobook

Prompt: When your soulmate listens to music or is singing, you hear it in your own head as well. Romantic Analogical.

Day 17 | Audiobook

Prompt: Everyone has heterochromia, the left eye is your natural color, the right is your soulmate’s natural color. Once you meet all eyes return to natural color. Romantic Royality. Ambiguous Logan ship.

Day 18 | Audiobook

Prompt: Your soulmate's first impression/thoughts about you are written somewhere on your body. Pre-established Analogical.

Day 19 | Audiobook

Prompt: Everyone is born with a compass on their wrist, the needle of the compass points towards your soulmate. Romantic Analogical.

Day 20 | Audiobook

Prompt: You can send one item to your soulmate every year.  Romantic Analogical.

Day 21 | Audiobook

Prompt: Pick your favorites (1 or more) and combine them!; Trail of color combined with impossible to lie to soulmate. Romantic Analogical. (Note: Logan is a police detective in this but I do not in any way condone police actions.)

Day 22 | Audiobook

Prompt: When you close your own eyes, you can see what your soulmate sees. Romantic Analogical. Background romantic Royality. (Creativitwins are private investigators. Brief mention of a SWAT team. I still don’t condone police actions.)

Day 23 | Audiobook

Prompt: At a certain age you switch bodies with your soulmate for 24 hours. Romantic Analogical.

Day 24 | Audiobook

Prompt: When you meet your soulmate for the first time, you get a brief flash-forward of your future. Romantic Analogical. Background romantic Royality.

Day 25 | Audiobook

Prompt: At a certain age, an item representing your soulmate appears next to you. When you and your soulmate’s items come together for the first time they glow brightly. Romantic Analogical.

Day 26 | Audiobook

Prompt: You can’t see shades of your soulmate’s eye color until you meet and look into each other’s eyes for the first time. Romantic Sleepxiety.

Day 27 | Audiobook

Prompt: Your eyes match your soulmate’s hair color. If they dye their hair, your eyes change colors. Romantic Analogical.

Day 28 | Audiobook

Prompt: Every night a sentence appears on your arm, a repeat of something your soulmate said that day. Romantic Analogical. Background romantic Intruality.

Day 29 | Audiobook

Prompt: You have a telepathic link with your soulmate until the two of you meet. Romantic Analogical.

Day 30 | Audiobook

Prompt: When you look in the mirror, you can’t see your own reflection, just your soulmate. Romantic Analogical. Background romantic Royality.

[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

Never Close Enough to See

@sanderssidesgiftxchange 

Hello, and happy holidays! This is my gift for @peppermintsticks ! I loved writing this for you, it was a lot of fun. I hope you enjoy it, Peppermint!

Pairings: Romantic Logince, background romantic Moxiety, eventual/pre LAMP

Word count: 2831

Warnings: None, actually

and credit to @thetomorrowshow , who is amazing and beta read this :)

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Roman didn't like mirrors. Everyone knew that your reflection was what your soulmate looked like, but he simply refused to look into them. The last time he had seen his soulmate was when he was four years old. And whoever it was, he hated them.

All his life he'd been constantly compared to other people, as if he were a failing reflection. Roman looked, and all he saw was everything he wasn't. So he never looked into mirrors. He avoided going outside after it had rained, though in puddles images were less clear. He  even stopped short of completely cleaning anything metal so it wouldn't reflect.

But he could always be at ease around Logan. Logan was his best friend, and he always kept mirrors away from Roman. Helped him spot anything that might show a reflection, especially after a mere glance at a window showed a distorted face that wasn't Roman's own triggered a downward spiral. He was Roman's only friend (other than his casual friend Janus, but they were in different grades, so never saw much of each other) – everyone else thought he was too much maintenance.

So one day, when the two 16-year-olds were doing homework, Roman was casually complaining about mirrors. As you do. Logan usually just hummed in response to what he said, or offered comfort.

“They expect me to care about finding my soulmate so much, and I just. . . don't,” Roman was saying. “I'm so sick of it. I hate my soulmate! And they don't understand that,” he finished bitterly. Logan had paused in his biology work, staring at the pencil in his hand. Roman hesitated.

“Logan?” he asked. The other boy jerked his head up to look at him, and nodded slightly.

“It does seem bothersome,” said his friend. Roman quirked an eyebrow and smiled.

“I was asking if you were good,” Roman clarified. “You were staring off into space for a minute there, Specs.” Logan stared at him for a moment, then responded only with a neutral “Oh” and turned back to his biology work. Slightly uncomfortable now, Roman looked down at his math assignment. He sighed quietly, then tried to put his friend's odd behavior out of his mind so he could focus on the equations. But no matter how hard he tried, he was still unsettled when Logan announced that he needed to get home, quickly packed up, and left.

–

Logan stared silently into the mirror. For once, the soulmate looking back at him was not Roman. It was rare that he would see one of the other faces, but whenever he did he almost never left. He needed to know who they were, but he had never once seen either of them in real life. Roman's was the only face that he ever recognized. The person he saw now was pale, with dark hair that was most likely black. He'd only seen them three times before – usually it was the kind-eyed blonde.

He shifted his weight, trying to relieve some of the pressure of 20 minutes hunched over the bathroom sink, staring at a boy who definitely wasn't Logan himself. Apparently, once all matching soulmates were aware they were soulmates and reciprocated the feelings (romantic or platonic) it was optional to see another face in any undisturbed reflective surface. But most people had sketches done each year, so they had an idea of what they looked like before meeting their soulmate.

The rest had taken Logan quite a bit of research. Why was he seeing multiple faces? Well, after hours of digging, he finally found his answer: polyamory. Whenever there were multiple partners in a soulmate relationship, platonic or romantic, each person was shown the soulmate physically closest to them.

Which meant that for some reason, very occasionally, one of Logan's other two soulmates was closer to him than Roman. Which was odd, since Roman only lived three streets away. Ever since they first started appearing, he had been contemplating what might cause this. Perhaps they rarely took walks in this direction? Or maybe it was a commute to a job or school. But that didn't explain the fact that Logan had been standing here, staring at the mirror, for nearly half an hour now.

Logan was startled out of his thoughts by movement. Or, what appeared to be movement. The face was morphing and blurring. His arms dropped from the sink, but he was transfixed by the sight. Then, suddenly, it was over, and Roman's face was staring back at him. Logan gaped at it. That was the first time he'd ever been looking when it changed back to familiar, auburn-haired Roman.

Logan had to tell him.

–

“Specs? Are you nervous about something?”

Logan answered immediately, which was strange for him – usually he took time to think through what he was going to say.

“Roman, I have something to tell you.” He took a deep breath, and Roman just watched him, curious. Then the wind was knocked out of his chest by Logan's next words.

“We're soulmates.”

Roman watched as Logan slowly shrunk more and more in his seat, but he couldn't respond. He couldn't think. How was he supposed to address this? For so long, he had– I said I hated my soulmate, thought Roman hysterically. Finally, he found his voice.

“How could you tell me?” he whispered. Logan looked away. “I-I said I hated you.”

“You said you hate your soulmate. You didn't know,” Logan answered evenly. Immediately, Roman shook his head.

“I hated the concept, Logan,” he said earnestly. “That's all, I promise.” I could never hate you.

Logan glanced at him, but he looked back to his homework, clearly staring right through it as he pretended to write something down. After a few moments, he sighed and set his pencil down. Without looking at Roman, he asked, “So what happens now?”

Roman hesitated. To be perfectly honest, he wasn't sure. But he had an idea.

“Want to go out with me?”

–

“Well, this should work,” Roman said nervously. Logan looked at him. His best friend- soulmate? His soulmate's eyes were flicking back and forth around the cozy cafe they had chosen on a whim for their date. It was called [pun name here], and it looked fairly nice. Nonetheless, this was still the most stressful situation Logan had ever been in.

“So,” Roman continued as they weaved around a few tables. “What do you want?” Logan started.

“I can order my own coffee, Roman, it's fine,” he answered. Roman immediately looked away.

“Yeah, I know that. I just thought it was a thing people do. On dates,” Roman added.

“Oh.”

Roman hurriedly filled the silence Logan's short answer had left, waving his hands slightly.

“No, no, you can order for yourself if you wish,” he said. Logan could feel a smile twitching at his lips at Roman's response.

“I will have anything that is iced with almond milk, and a blueberry scone. Thank you, Roman.”

Roman nodded awkwardly and began to back away from Logan slightly, towards the counter.

“I–” Roman bumped into a table, glanced behind him, and quickly side stepped. “I will go get that then. Find us a table, Specs?”

It almost seemed like reflex when Roman's most common nickname for Logan came back. Again, Logan found himself starting to smile. Roman must have been relaxing – Logan was still taut as a bowstring.

Nodding, Logan went to do as he was asked, lost in thought, and with a slight blush tinting his cheeks. But no one in this little cafe, on a cold, rainy day, was going to point it out.

–

It took a few minutes, but they were talking now. Once they relaxed more, it was easy to slip back into the effortless conversation that was a staple of their friendship. And now, perhaps, romance. They were debating plays and drinking coffee (Logan hadn't touched his scone, but it was half gone, and he was convinced Roman was picking off of it whenever Logan wasn't looking), and if anything, it felt like their personalities slotted together even better than before.

“But Les Mis has a compelling, tragic story line!” Logan exclaimed. Roman scoffed and took a sip of his coffee before responding.

“It gets boring, Logan,” he said. “I don't watch musicals to sit through a, albeit well sung, three hour show that feels like four! I have things to do.”

Now it was Logan's turn to scoff.

“You don't have anything to do, I'm your only friend.”

As soon as it was out of his mouth, Logan was immediately uncomfortable. And from the way Roman choked on the bite of Logan's scone he was stealing – he knew it! –, so was he. They'd joked about Roman's lack of friends before, but that was before Roman was aware they were soulmates. Now, it only serves to remind us of Roman's previous hatred of his soulmate, Logan's brain put in helpfully.

“Keyword previous, Specs,” said Roman quietly. Logan stared at him for a moment, then with the feeling of embarrassment creeping up his face, realized he had stated the thought out loud. He cleared his throat.

“Of course, Roman. I am aware.”

Silently, Roman reached across the table to squeeze Logan's hand. Before he could pull away, Logan took a deep breath and squeezed back. And when when Roman smiled at him, he couldn't help but smile as well.

–

Logan sighed, clearly frustrated, but there was a note of fondness in his voice when he spoke.

“Please, Roman, is going back to the cafe we went on our first date at really necessary?” Roman turned to his boyfriend, and placed a hand on his chest in mock offense.

“For our six month anniversary? Of course!” he answered. Logan shot him a flat look, which was impressive, seeing as Roman as currently dragging him down the sidewalk towards the aforementioned cafe. Roman returned the look with a bright smile, and he could see Logan tensing to stop his mouth from mirroring it.

“Six month anniversary, Specs,” Roman repeated. “Surely you can deal with a shady cafe for a little while?”

“Well, I don't particularly like to reside anywhere 'shady', as you put it,” replied his boyfriend. Logan had extracted himself from Roman's grip to make air quotations around the word 'shady', but he held out his arm again, allowing Roman to drag him along.

“Nonetheless!” Roman declared. “That is where we're headed – besides, we've only been three times, and every time it was raining. I think we deserve to see how it holds up in the sunlight, don't you?” Logan sighed, this time sounding defeated, and let go of any resistance he was still holding Grinning, Roman continued to pull his arm in full force.

“Roman, dear,” Logan said conversationally as they walked. Roman hummed so Logan would know he was listening. “Do you remember that couple that everyone always complained about?”

Roman frowned thoughtfully.

“The ones in the grade above us?” He clarified, glancing at Logan. His boyfriend nodded, and Roman mirrored the action.

“Well,” Logan continued. “I get the impression that if we were more public about our relationship, we would be that couple.”

Roman laughed and turned to look at Logan, walking almost completely backwards. Logan was smiling, obviously trying (and failing) to keep a straight face. Logan cocked an eyebrow, seemingly asking Roman to challenge his assumption, but Roman just shook his head, still laughing.

“No, Specs, I don't believe you're wrong about that,” he responded. He turned back around before he ran into someone or tripped over the curb, letting go of Logan's arm as he did so, and they continued walking in silence for a few moments.

“I wonder what their names were,” Roman mused. Logan was next to him now, instead of behind him, and shot him a questioning look. Roman hurried to explain.

“That couple, I mean. The one everyone always complained about for being so sappy and in love and all that jazz.”

Understanding swept over Logan's face, before clearing into a frown of concentration. “Virgil and Patton, if I remember correctly,” he said after a few seconds. Roman nodded, recognizing the names a little. He was sure he'd heard them at some point, but he would probably forget in another few days anyways.

“That sounds about right. What do you suppose they're doing now?” he added. Logan shrugged, and Roman only pondered it for several seconds. By then, they had come to the cafe door, and all thoughts that didn't concern Logan or the meal cheerfully vanished from his mind.

–

Logan carefully arranged their order on the table. One blueberry scone, which he wouldn't end up eating more than half of if Roman's stealing habits hadn't changed in the last five minutes, and two coffees. It wasn't much – they always ordered the same thing when they got coffee –, and after just a few seconds finished. He glanced up, looking for Roman, who was grabbing napkins, as he hadn't managed to drink coffee once without spilling it. Instead, his eyes met with one of two teens, probably slightly older than himself.

The one who's gaze he caught was blonde haired, with kind eyes and a soft smile on his face. He gave Logan a little wave, then turned to his companion and started talking. But Logan was still staring. Suddenly, it seemed, Roman was walking up, napkins in hand, and giving Logan a bemused look.

“Seen a ghost?” his boyfriend asked. Logan barely registered what he said, just tugged on his sleeve till he started looking where Logan was. Finally, he managed to speak.

“It's them, Roman,” Logan said breathlessly. “Our. . . other two soulmates.”

Immediately Roman was walking over to them. He had only seen one of them, the dark haired one, in the short time that he had been looking in mirrors, but if anything he wanted to know their identities even more than Logan.

Roman was offering a handshake to the two boys, and Logan belatedly followed him, offering his own hand once he came to them. Roman had been in the middle of introducing Logan as he arrived, so Logan saw no need to say anything yet.

“Well, my name is Patton, and this is Virgil!” the boy – Patton – chirped cheerfully. Virgil, as he was now designated, gave an awkward pair of finger guns (though one was slightly less precise, seeing as that arm was currently linked with Patton's).

“A pleasure to meet you,” Logan managed to say, trying not to sound as if he were choking (they were that couple as well?!). Patton gave him an only slightly confused smile, so Logan assumed he did rather well.

There was silence for a moment, and the couples glanced at each other. Then, they all spoke at once.

“We think you two are our soulmates.”

All four of them stared at each other for a few seconds, then Virgil burst out laughing. Logan, Roman, and Patton joined him after a moment, which hopefully lowered his obvious mortification at having lost it laughing in a public setting.

When they had all calmed themselves, Logan looked at Patton and Virgil, then at his and Roman's table. Barely stopping to consider as an idea popped into his mind, he spoke.

“Would you like to have coffee with us?”

Immediately, he regretted speaking, but Patton brightened even further, if that were possible, and Virgil smiled.

“We'd actually love that,” said Virgil.

Roman stepped aside, gesturing to their table, and the other three gladly followed him.

–

They ended up staying for hours, (Logan wasn't sure how long, but certainly long enough that he was convinced the employees nearly asked them to leave, but in Roman's words, “Couldn't bear to break up such obvious love”) and before the pairs went their separate ways, exchanged phone numbers.

Logan hadn't even realized how much he had been missing. When he mentioned it to Roman, his boyfriend instantly agreed. They had felt whole by themselves, somehow even more whole as friends, and nearly perfect as partners. But now that they had met Patton and Virgil, they were complete. It felt more final this time, so hopefully they wouldn't discover a fifth soulmate in Spain or Russia or some where ridiculously far away. Logan didn't think they would, though. It felt perfect now, completely and utterly whole. They had never been close enough to see each other for who they truly were before, but now they could. And it felt like the sun coming out from behind a cloud.

Logan and Roman had their first date on a rainy day, at 5:13 in the evening, at a shady cafe. Logan, Roman, Virgil, and Patton had their first date on a sunshine-filled day, at 1:37 in the afternoon, at a shady cafe.

There was really nothing to complain about.

Both were perfect.

[treenissanderssidesstuff]

My Current Stories

I'm not putting my own work on my recommended list, but I thought it'd be worth putting somewhere.

Complete

Say My Name

DRLAMP

When people turn 16, the name of their soulmate appears on their palms in black. When a person meets their soulmate and introduces themselves, the mark changes to a color reflecting that person. However, when Janus turned 16 all that appeared was a big black smudge.

Count Down For What?

Prinxiety

Virgil hates waiting, can’t stand it really. He can’t even deal with a timer counting down in a video game, much less to one counting down to one of the biggest changes in his life... meeting his soulmate.

Believing Is Seeing

Dukeceit

Remus has seen his brother's soul animal for long enough that it's starting to drive him insane. It's not fair. However, when a pretty boy crashes their psychology class, Remus decides he is his soulmate with no real evidence.

For Your Entertainment

Prinxieceit

If you were lucky, the world would be suddenly bathed in color at sunset or sunrise. Trails of colors left by your soulmate suddenly appear. For the first time, Roman was seeing the colors he had heard so much about in storybooks, that he’d heard even Remus talk about. Finally, finally he was on a quest to follow them.

A Lifetime of Love

Logicality

Logan has felt his soulmate’s love nearly all his life. He just didn’t realize it until that love turned into heartbreak

No Matter How You Slice It

Dukexiety, background roceit

(Heed the TW) Remus feels his soulmate attempt to commit suicide and goes to extreme lengths to try and stop it.

The Limitations of Initial Responses

Lomoceit

Since the events of "Putting Others First" Janus and Patton have been spending more time together. Logan disapproves.

Heartache

Lomoceit

Sequel to “The Limitation of Initial Responses” Janus and Logan are both dating Patton, but not each other. Patton’s a tiny bit pushy in the most well-meaning of ways, Logan’s been... inexplicably sweet and Janus is trying to balance his confusing new feelings, his relationship with Patton, and the slight edge of jealousy he can’t quite stifle.

Approaching the Flame

Loceit

The princes were always inherently competitive, refusing to even share their knights as they each kept their own order. However, that was nothing compared to their captains. Captain Janus of the north is always cold, except he gets pretty heated when he faces up against his rival, Captain Logan of the south.

Nights New Game

Roceit

When Roman meets his soulmate, he's not as disappointed as he first feared he'd be.

Terrifying Indeed

Anxceit

Virgil has trouble keeping friends with how often he moves. Though, at school eight, he's grown basically used to scaring people away because he's tired of them pretending to be his friend and then ditching him completely when he is forced to leave. Thankfully, his soulmate penpal is the one constant that can't be taken from him.

The Most Wanted

Dukeceit, Moxiety

In a world where soulmates are said to see each past life they spent together upon making contact with one another, Logan and Janus are FBI agents who think the concept of soulmates are nonsense... at least that's what they tell each other.

One

Roceit

Janus decides to play "prince" during Roman’s photo shoot. Results may vary.

Posted In Progress

Just Like Disney?

Roceit

Roman sings so one day his soulmate will hear and find him. Remus... has other plans. Virgil's not so sure about this whole soulmate thing.

Never Fear

Platonic Dukexiety

What if Virgil was stuck during POF? Able to observe, but not interact? What if he had an audience view?

Connecting the Dots

Logicality

Logan was in love. Virgil was certain of it. Or In which Virgil meddles.

Flawed Logic

Analogical

Logan writes... a lot.

[5-falsehoods-phonated]

Seems like a good time to bring this back up. Under the cut will be a title, applicable ship, and a small summary of all my wips. I got an ask recently to add someone to a taglist so I’m putting this out: these are all my projects. If you want to be tagged for individual stories, for bad things happen bingo, a certain ships or any and all in general let me know! Of course if you have requests you’ll be tagged anyway but barring that hit me up if you wanna.

Experimental Socialization- Intrulogical- Logan was raised by the government to be nothing more than an experiment and a weapon, utilizing his unique abilities as a mutant. When he finally escapes things are much different than he imagined they’d be but thankfully finds others like him willing to help guide him right where he needs to be. Requested Prompt: Not Used To Being Free

Bad Things Happen Bingo

To Cure The Inevitable- Logince- Roman si so tired of endangering himself and everyone around him everytime he changes. Logan promises to help cure him, an old agreement never straying far in his mind. Requested Prompt: Painful Transformation

Restricted- Platonic DRLAMP- Witches are only granted mercy for being caught by owing service to a household for the rest of their lives. There aren’t many houses that are kind when they take on a witch, a fact that is all to clear to Logan and his found coven. Requested (but modified) Prompt: Hurts To Breathe and Whipping

Rage Against The Machine- Intruloceit- Rage finally breaks down the locks and bars present on his door and is decidedly not happy. Unfortunately, Logan is in the way. Requested Prompt: Lifted by the Neck

Faulty Logic- Platonic DRLAMP- Remus is bored and no one’s seen Logan in a while. He’s probably just shut up in his room...right? Requested Prompt: Locked in a Cage

The Perfect Manicure- Familial Rayality- Patton was so happy he got to spend time with Roman since both of them are usually so busy. Though when he said he couldn’t wait to show Remus and Logan his nails, Patton didn’t think he meant by mail. Requested Prompt: Finger in the Mail

Hold Onto Me- Intruality- Patton rushed to the construction site as soon as he heard the building collapsed. All he can do is hope he isn’t in the emergency team’s way as he holds onto Remus’ hand. Requested prompt: Pinned Down by Wreckage

Space To Breathe- Loceit-  Janus is angry and silences a bit too forcefully cutting off not only voice but air supply as well. Prompt: Hurts To Breathe

Trees Are Shit- Familial LAMP- Roman taunts Virgil, Virgil takes the bait and Patton stays on the ground. Logan and Janus know that nothing good can come from hearing all three of their children start screaming. Prompt: Doesn’t Realize They’ve Been Injured

Fear Will Be Your Enemy- Familial Anaroyality- When Virgil accidently tips off the monsters their trying to sneak around and Patton ends up hurt, he can only sit and watch helplessly as everything falls apart. Prompt: Empathetic Healing

Catch and Release- Analogical- Stress can cause all sorts of symptoms if it isn’t taken seriously, but Logan isn’t stressed, he just caught something from work. Virgil has to be the one to step in and say that no, tea and anti nausea pills are not a substitute for actual rest. Prompt: Definitely Just A Cold

Pretend To Hurt- Intrulociet- Remus often suffers from migraines which makes it incredibly hard to do his job. He isn’t sure what keeps triggering them but at least his loving boyfriends are always there to take care of him. Prompt: Trying To Wake Them Up

Stress Enough- Prinxiety- Roman can feel a cold coming on but Virgil has been so stressed lately he knows the other will be coming to him for comfort. Desperately he tries to work through it so he can still be there for his boyfriend. Prompt: Damaged Vocal Chords

So It Goes- Demus- All Janus wants to do is wear a dress but Xyr mind won’t shut up long enough for xem to do so. Xe has never been so grateful for Remus’ constant need to be background noise. Prompt: Body Image Issues.

Oveflow- DLAMP- Logan always felt useless if he wasn’t doing something but doing things required energy that  he sometimes just didn’t have. The others try and get him to understand that resting does not equate to laziness. Prompt: Anger Born of Worry.

Measured Steps- Anxciet- Soulmate au where the counter on your wrist shows how many times you’ll see you’re soulmate, subject to change. Janus gets concerned when his counter suddenly goes down to one and tries to find his destined person. Virgil isn’t one to trust fate in the midst of panic. Neither realize they are their own foils until it's too late. Prompt: Get It Over With

Close- Familial Moxiety- Virgil doesn’t care about destruction of property as long as Patton is safe. His son comes first, always. Prompt: Hysterical Strength

One Shots

Cold, Hard Bitch- Anxciet- When Janus falls ill and isn’t strong enough to sink out to get help, Virgil has no choice but to travel on foot to the light sides’ space. If only the twins weren’t bitter idiots with the way they seperate the domains. Prompt: Hypothermia.

No Strings Attached- Rociet- Roman doesn’t know how to say no, Janus is happy to teach him. 

To Support and Comfort- Logicality- Patton is autistic and has certain “unconventional” things he does because of it. Logan’s parents don’t understand that but thankfully Logan is there for him no matter what.

Drumbeat- Intrulogical- Thoroughly fed up with the way his and Remus’ ADHD manifests and makes their lives more difficult, Logan sets up a date to try and find a solution to their problem. Thankfully it works out for both of them.

Laughter Is My Love Language- Analogical- Virgil loves each and every one of Logan’s laughs and strives to hear them as much as possible. Logan pretends not to notice.

Safe- Mociet- After staying with his boyfriend for several years Patton realizes the things he endured in childhood definitely weren’t okay. Janus is there to make sure he knows he’s safe.

Quiet Knight- Rociet-  Janus is going off to college in a different state and Roman goes with him to the airport. Neither of them want to leave quite yet.

Black Licorice- Anxciet- Collab

Overgrown Metal Ch 4- Janus and Logan centric chapter

Dee Little Snake Ch 3- Patton walks in on a small Janus- and promptly gets apples thrown at him.

[anxiously-unsatisfied-world]

Sanders Sides Masterpost

This is a list of all of my Sanders Sides stories I’ve ever written sorted by platonic/romantic. The format is title-pairing-summary. Hope you enjoy!

Platonic:

Loneliness - Logicality - Logan’s feeling a bit lonely. Patton helps.

Moments - LAMP - A few moments cause the sides to realize just how much they care for each other.

Burned Out - LAMP - Roman is experiencing a creative burnout. The others help cheer him up.

Soft Comfort - Moxiety - Virgil’s parents are fighting (again) and he needs an escape. Patton willingly provides one.

Autumnal Decorations - LAMP - The sides decorate the mindscape for autumn/Halloween.

What Was That? - No real pairing - Virgil hears a spooky noise. Turns out he’s not the only one.

Where’s the Crofters?? - Platonic Anxceit/Platonic Analogical - Virgil takes the Crofters to get revenge on Logan. Logan tries to solve the mystery.

Trick-Or-Treating - It’s technically Pre-Logince but Platonic Prinxiety & Platonic Logicality - Patton and Virgil go trick-or-treating with their dads.

Christmas Season Debate - LAMP (w/ focus on Logicality & Logince) - Patton and Logan discuss when exactly the Christmas season starts.

Friendsmas Party - No real pairing - Roman throws a Friendsmas party (with bonus karaoke)

Exchanging Presents - No real pairing - The six of them (w/ Remy & Deceit) exchange their Secret Santa presents.

Cuddle Pile Heaven - Platonic DLAMP (kinda pre-romantic) - Deceit’s having trouble sleeping so he goes to cuddle the other sides.

Overwhelmed - Platonic Logicality - Sequel to Loneliness - Patton is feeling overwhelmed. Logan helps.

Frustration - Platonic Logince - Same Series as Loneliness & Overwhelmed - Roman’s having a creative block & Logan helps 

Romantic:

Pet Names - Logince - Roman flusters Logan with cute pet names.

Playing the Villain - Prinxiety - Roman and Virgil play heroes vs. villains. Roman has some doubts.

Llorona - Royality - Roman sings La Llorona to Patton and explains the lyrics to him.

The Sun to My Moon - Logince w/ background Moxiety - a product of watching too many Disney proposal videos

Soothing Strings - Prinxiety - Virgil can play the violin. This is how Roman finds out.

Loving Looks - Prinxiety - “Why are you looking at me like that?”

The Pampered Prince - Royality - Patton wants to treat Roman like the prince he is.

A French-Filled Date Night - LAMP - Logan plans a date for them. He speaks a lot of French.

Anxiety Performs - Analogical - Logan comforts Virgil before his first performance.

Playing in the Leaves - LAMP - They play in the leaves (tickle warning)

Halloween Hayride - Logince & Moxiety - The four go on a hayride full of festive decorations.

Costume Uncertainty - LAMP - Virgil gets a little insecure about his costume right before they’re about to leave for a costume party.

Pumpkins and Sunsets - Analogical & Royality - They carve pumpkins outside and then watch the sunset, all wrapped up in warm sweaters.

Afternoon of Apple-Picking - LAMP - The boys go apple picking and Virgil worries as usual.

Afternoon of Baking - LAMP - They take the apples they picked and bake several kinds of treats with them.

Fall Extravaganza - Logicality & Prinxiety - At a local fall festival Patton and Virgil make some crafts while Logan and Roman play some games for prizes.

Halloween Candy - LAMP - They go shopping for Halloween candy for the trick-or-treaters. You can probably guess what happens next.

Hocus Pocus Maze - Logince & Moxiety - They go to a corn maze themed to the movie Hocus Pocus.

Pumpkin Spice Promises - LAMP - Roman and Logan go to Starbucks to get coffee.

Friday the 13th? - LAMP - Roman’s had a bad day. Is it because of Friday the 13th or just bad luck?

Fall Pranks - Prinxiety - Roman wakes Virgil with a prank. Virgil gets him back.

Disney Couples Costumes - Analogical & Royality - They’re wearing couples costumes for a costume party.

Not-So-Spooky Movie Night - LAMP - They have a movie night to watch Horror Movies, but plans change.

Monster Boyfriends - LAMP - Roman gets home and they start working on dinner.

The Haunted House - Logince & Moxiety - They go to a haunted house.

Spooky Carnival - LAMP - They go to a Halloween carnival.

Rainy Sleepiness - Prinxiety - Rain is very relaxing.

Graveyard Photoshoot - LAMP - A graveyard isn’t the most orthodox location for a photoshoot. But it works.

Walk in the Dark - Logicality - Patton walks back home late at night after watching horror movies.

Telling Ghost Stories - Analogical & Royality - Patton gets the idea that they should spend an evening telling ghost stories.

A Ghost Hunt - LAMP - They go hunting for ghosts. Logan is skeptical.

Comforting a Snake - DLAMP - Deceit (Lyle) has a nightmare. His boyfriends comfort him. 

Horror Movie Night - Logince & Moxiety - Roman and Virgil play horror games. Their boyfriends comfort them.

A Picnic Gone Awry - Prinxiety - Roman sets up a picnic for his boyfriend. However, a certain Dragon Witch gets in the way.

Disney Villain Surprise - LAMP - They go to Disney for Mickey’s Not-So-Scary Halloween Party. But something’s not quite right.

Angelic Vision - Moxiety w/ Background Logince - Virgil’s a regular at the cafe Patton works at and Patton happens to be crushing on him.

A Snow Day to Remember - Analogical & Royality - The four get a day off school due to the snow - much fun is had.

Holiday Movie Night - Logince, Sleepxiety, Moceit - The family has their first movie night of the holiday season.

Decorating Day - LAMP - It’s their first time decorating the mindscape for Christmas since they started dating.

Abundance of Mistletoe - Logicality & Prinxiety - The mindscape is covered in mistletoe, which can actually be pretty helpful.

Christmas Baking - LAMP - The title - they bake treats for Christmas

Snow-Caused Sickness - Analogical & Royality - Virgil & Roman end up sick after the snow day - Logan & Patton care for them.

Requited Love - Analogical - fake relationship for the holidays prompt

Snowed In With Good Friends - Logince & Moxiety - Logan and Roman get snowed in at Patton and Virgil’s house.

Give it a Chance - LAMP - Logan’s never seen snow before. Patton convinces him to give it a chance.

Time to Recharge - LAMP - Logan’s been stressed out recently. His boyfriends help.

A Perfect Day - Moxiety - Patton wants to pamper Virgil on Valentine’s Day but it doesn’t quite go to plan.

Patton’s Plans for Valentine’s - Royality & background qpp Analogical -- Usually, Roman goes all out for Valentine’s but he’s busy. Therefore, it’s Patton’s turn.

Untitled Kiss Prompt - Prinxiety - Roman gets insecure and Virgil helps out.

Untitled Kiss Prompt - Logince - Roman takes Logan stargazing.

A Disney Adventure - LAMP - The others find out a secret Roman’s been keeping, leading to a bunch of Disney marathons.

White Carnations - Logicality - Soulmate AU

Take a Break, Lo - Logicality - Short prompt fill

Not Quite Okay - Royality - Patton is sick and still trying to do his usual chores. Roman reminds him to relax. 

Missing Hoodie - Anxceit - Virgil’s hoodie goes missing, but he knows who has it.

Incredibly Lucky - Losleep - Logan and Remy are stargazing and Remy thinks about how lucky he is.

A Coffee For Here (So I Don’t Have to Leave Yet) - Sleepxiety w/ Background Roloceit - Coffee Shop / Tattoo Shop AU - Virgil’s the barista, Remy’s the tattoo artist.

Please Hug Me - Prinxiety - Roman goes to Virgil for comfort after Putting Others First

Wooing a Snake (Who Thinks We Love Someone Else) - Anaroyaliceit - Janus overhears Roman, Virgil, and Patton talking about their mutual crush and assumes they’re talking about Logan. 

Multi-chaptered:

The Heart’s Home: Main Four Sides / Other Characters; Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5,  Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8 - Patton gets adopted by Logan and Roman

It Takes Two to Tango: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter Six, Chapter Seven, Chapter Eight, Epilogue - Prinxiety dance/time travel au

Headcanons/Imagines:

Logince cuddling

Logan knowing French + Latin

Royality affection ficlet thing

Analogical ficlet

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Prince in the Storm Chapter Two

Summary: Contrary to popular belief, Virgil was sensitive. Most people saw him as some “spooky, broody dude”, when in reality he was just a private person. Teachers tried to open his mind up with a figurative crowbar. Everyone tried to get him to open up. Well, everyone except his best friend Talyn. They were the only one who understood his personality and inner workings just enough to be his friend. However, they haven’t seen his Marking. No one other than his parents have.

Contrary to popular belief, Roman was sensitive. Most people saw him as a fanciful, dreamy, somewhat egotistical thespian who wanted nothing but to be the best of the best. Everyone cheered him on in his performances. Everyone praised his original works. Anything he made others enjoyed. People would whisper about his Marking, wondering where it was and when he would reveal it. He had a whole circle of friends, yet no one except his best friend Joan understood him. Joan was the only one who saw Roman’s insecurities.

As students of Kingston High School, with zany principals and try-hard superintendents, it is up to Virgil and Roman to stay alive enough to fulfill their destiny.  Ao3

Genre: High School/Soulmate AU, angst

Pairings: Romantic Prinxiety, Platonic Teacher/Student Analogical, Platonic Student/Teacher Princeit, Father/Son Moxiety

Word Count:  1057

Warnings: Sympathetic Deceit, Sympathetic Remus, Strong T rating, cursing, mildly inappropriate humor, request if anything is missing

Prologue, Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three, Chapter Four, Chapter Five, Chapter Six, Chapter Seven, Chapter Eight, Chapter Nine, Chapter Ten, Chapter Eleven, Chapter Twelve, Chapter Thirteen, Chapter Fourteen, Chapter Fifteen

Bonuses: Immune to Change

Chapter Two

“He was so rude, he was a rude dude” exclaimed Roman to his best friend, Joan. “He thinks he can ignore his surroundings like that. In a crowded hall no less. What if I wasn’t as strong and durable as I am? I could have been seriously injured! He’s a hazard to those of us who actually care about our safety” 

Joan snorted, “If you’re so strong and durable, why are you so shaken by it?” 

Roman opened his mouth to reply, but paused. Why did it shake him up so much? Here he was, during lunch hour, and still obsessed with a little accident. It wasn’t the first time he had accidentally bumped into someone. Hallways in high school being crowded was normal, especially on the first day. He spent the classes afterwards just reeling over this specific encounter, loudly complaining about it to anyone who would listen to his tale of woe.

He calmed down a bit. “I guess… I guess I’m so upset because I was already not looking forward to today, and that made it worse. Maybe I, perhaps, possibly took that frustration out on that little Emo.”

“Very insightful of you, you’re so wise. Is this a result of being a senior?” Joan teased, “Roman, don’t worry about it. Just let it go.”

Roman sighed and looked at the table. He saw his food on the tray and cringed. Did they really expect him to foul his insides with this filth? “Yeah, I suppose you’re right. Besides, I do have more important problems at the moment. Like how they feed us this slop.” 

“Oh my god, right?” chimed in a kid who was sitting nearby at a different table. 

“Principal Duke is just trying to beat his record of How Bad It Can Get.” Joan remarked.

As the conversation continued, Roman made a point to ignore the altercation from that morning. Yet his stomach hurt. The cafeteria food wasn’t much help. Roman felt the muscles underneath his Marking tighten. Joan’s joking around became background noise as he started trying to distract himself from the hopes building up inside of him at the familiar ache.

I wonder when I’ll stop thinking nausea is a sign of my soul mate being near. Just because my Marking is on my stomach doesn’t mean anything. We all know that when we meet our Prince Charming it will feel different. Better. Feeling sick is not an equivalent to feeling in love. Such dreams are not attainable right now.

As he took a sip of his milk, he realized why he was feeling so gross. He sprayed the milk out of his mouth, “Ugh, it’s rancid!” he cried. 

Joan’s face stayed still as the sour milk slowly dripped off. “So, naturally that means you needed to spit it in my face. You trying to poison me, Your Highness?” 

Roman cringed, and started dabbing his best friend’s face. “Oh, I’m sorry, friend. I was just distracted in my thoughts.” The napkins weren’t doing much, they were thin and not very absorbent. He silently cursed himself for spitting in his best friend’s face. Joan was always there for him. 

Joan just shrugged it off with a laugh. “It’s fine, I’m used to you being half present when I speak. Your head is always in the clouds, especially nowadays.” 

Roman was hit with guilt, but the distraction of apologizing to his friend for the rest of lunch hour worked. Focusing on Joan, and bitching about how awful the school was the very first day kept his mind off of his morning.

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“Ugh, Talyn you should have seen the nerve of him! So concerned about breaking his face? Like, ‘wow, thanks for being concerned about me nearly breaking my skull’ Damn, he thinks he is so perfect, but HE IS NOT!” Virgil was interrupted by Talyn covering his mouth with their hand.

“I swear to all that is Viking Metal, just shut up about it!” 

Virgil gave his blue haired friend a pointed look. Talyn was a tiny, adorable, lovable little bean. Their cuteness softened Virgil’s edges. The pair could have easily been soulmates, but Talyn’s Marking was behind their ear. The Marking was in the shape of a Dragon’s skull. Nothing like Virgil’s. 

Talyn was soft and adorable, but they were also feisty. They weren’t afraid to call Virgil out on his bullshit, and they weren’t afraid to tell Virgil when he was being annoying. 

Virgil tried to lick their hand, but it didn’t work. Talyn was stubborn as hell when they wanted to be. After a minute or so of staring at each other, Virgil rolled his eyes in defeat. 

“Better?” Talyn asked. 

Virgil just nodded in response. His head still ached a bit, but perhaps that was all of the tension he was holding from the fall. Virge wasn’t a fighter-his dads had taught him better than that-but he still felt pissed. He wished people would take him more seriously. Part of the reason he put up an angsty, edgy, dark persona was so people would actually value what he had to say. Take him seriously, for once. 

“I’m sorry I’ve been ranting your ear off, dude.” 

“Don’t sweat it. I guess it’s better than me ranting about Digital Art” Talyn groaned. 

Virgil nodded. His “elective” (if you could call it that) wasn’t until sixth period. Second to last class of the day, Technical Theater. Virgil wanted Art 1 or Ceramics, like Tal had wanted. He was better at drawing and solo projects than he was at-what? Pulling ropes? Building sets? What was technical theater, anyways?

While imagining horrible scenarios involving his clumsiness causing a horrible theater accident resulting in his death, he took a bite of his sandwich. Well, if you could call it that. It was barely thawed bread with cold mystery deli meat and cheese. God, Dukey really is losing his touch. 

Talyn coughed violently. “Ugh, there was a hair in my salad!” 

Virgil patted their back in half hearted comfort. The other half of his heart was pounding at the prospect of being in school the rest of the day. Looking at the second half of his schedule, his eyes kept focusing on the Technical Theater aspect. He couldn’t help focusing on the sick feeling in his stomach. 

I got a bad feeling about this.

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David’s Fic-Rec Friday:  2020/03/27

Hey guys.  Sorry about last week.  With this quarantine in place, I’m having to share the internet with my mother, who has to do all her assistance principal-ing from home now.  But we’ve managed to figure out a setup that will let her have the signal strength she needs and will still let me have access.

Of course,that didn’t stop my brother and sister-in-law on insisting we come over for dinner, thus resulting in this getting put out so late tonight, but what can you do?

Anyway, let’s get to this new batch of stories.

Blank - Royality Oneshot by And_There_They_Go_Again (aka @logan-sanders-enthusiast )

To start things off, we’ve got a Royality soulmate AU that starts out angsty but ends on a much brighter note.  Everyone knows that at the stroke of midnight on your sixteenth birthday, the first words that your soulmate will say to you appear on your wrist.  Roman and Remus are so psyched to receive their words, but only Remus’ appear.  Roman’s wrist is left blank.  Years later, all the pent up anger and frustration about the pity everyone shows him for not having a soulmate bursts out of him at his college roommate Logan, after which Roman storms out of their dorm in a rage.

But everything changes when he accidentally bumps into another student, causing them to spill their books and papers on the ground.  Roman quickly apologizes and starts to gather up their things.  But when he returns everything to them, they reply with sign language.  Roman starts signing back, but then catches sight of the other boy (Patton)’s wrist, where the apology he just blurted out is written.

This story does mention some darker concepts, including self harm, rampant swearing, and both Remus and Deceit, though the latter is only mentioned and the former is sympathetic.  But other than that, it’s all good and absolutely worth your time.

Anything Goes by LetHimBeCaesar (No Tumblr Account)

And now for some pre-relationship Logince.  Logan has been taken into the imagination by Roman so as to acquire some dandelion greens for a project.  In response, Roman has conjured up an entire field of dandelions, whose seeds are swirling and alighting all around them.  One in particular, still intact, lands in Roman’s hair where Logan pulls it out.  And at Roman’s prompting he makes a wish.  It all might seem so superfluous and pointless, but it is the imagination.  And in the imagination, anything goes, including the idea of him and Roman together, which the prince might be wishing for just as much as himself.  Soft and simple, and oh so magical.

Two Cute Dorks in Love by PanicAtTheEverywhere (aka @muffin-arts )

Now here we’ve got some soft Moxiety for the soul, though there’s also some background LAMP.  Patton can’t seem to find his cat hoodie, and after asking Logan and Roman with little success, he heads off to ask Virgil.  But what he finds is Virgil wearing said hoodie and looking more content than Patton’s ever seen him.  Happy to oblige with some swapping, Patton pulls on Virgil’s own hoodie, and the share a tender kiss as they express just how much they love each other.  Wonderfully sweet, and with the image of some soft boys in comfy sweaters to sweeten the pot, you can’t go wrong with this one.

Professional Spirit Chasers by chemically_imbalanced_romance (aka @soft-stormcloud)

Now this one, I should warn you, does deal with some darker material, and could be problematic for some people, so do be careful and heed the warnings.

Logan and Virgil are an engaged couple who work as Professional Spirit Chasers (title drop).  With their new camera man Roman, they’re trying to remove the spirit of a young man named Patton from a recently purchased house who died several years before at his own hands.  Virgil, who is a medium, manages to talk him into coming to live with them so he’s not alone anymore.  And Patton, under their adoptive care, begins to finally start healing from the pain his life, and death, have caused him.

Obviously this story features a dead major character, references to suicide and depression, some description of injuries, and supernatural elements.  But if you can get through all that, then this story is definitely worth a look-see.

The Castle by shnuffeluv (aka @sanderssidesfanfiction)

A short drabble featuring the creativitwins.  Remus has just finished building a cardboard castle for Roman, and Roman is delighted at what his regressed brother has made for him, and invites him to join him inside for some classic Disney movies.  This story does mention blood, and features both Sympathetic Remus and Age Regression.  But is otherwise wonderfully wholesome, as all best brotherly stories are.

Fluffuary 3 - Logince by vicdehart (aka @vicdehart )

Now for some cliche romance, courtesy of our resident Nerd and Prince coupling in another human AU.  Roman’s bummed out about the rain preventing them from having their preplanned date outside.  But Logan’s not about to let a little weather get his love down, and channels a little cliche romance for some dancing in the rain with his prince.  Fluffy and hearfelt in every way you can think of, this thing will rot your teeth out if you don’t die of a sugar high first.

Platonic Ideal by pickledragon (aka @learningthomas)

And here we have a platonic Moxiety human AU for all your familial love needs.  Patton comes home from work to his shared place with Virgil.  After stewing in his thoughts for a bit, he brings up the subject of adoption with Virgil, who wholeheartedly agrees, reminding him that he is ready and happy to co-parent with him.  The author expressly describes their relationship as platonic, but there’s room to interpret it romantically or queerplatonically.  Either way, it’s wonderful and heartwarming in all the right ways.

A Lovely Night by The_Fangirl_Sunstorm (aka @the-fangirl-sunstorm )

I am such a sucker for Prinxiety mutual pining get together stories.  It’s a wonder they don’t show up more often on these lists.  Anyway, Virgil is, rather reluctantly, taking part in this week’s bonding activity with the other light sides.  Namely, karaoke in Roman’s room.  Virgil gets forced into a duet with Roman, and picks “A Lovely Night” from La La Land, as a clever way to express some of his own unspoken feelings for his duet partner.  Afterward, overcome with these emotions, he excuses himself to recover from the overwhelming thoughts of his unrequited feelings, only for Roman to come check on him and reveal those feelings aren’t quite so unrequited.  Such a perfect use of a lovely concept.

Tangled In You by MagpieMorality (aka @magpiemorality )

For our last entry, we’re looking at a Logince college AU that hits rather close to home for me (wow, awful lot of Logince stories in this one, eh?)  Roman comes back to the dorm shortly after Logan does, and Logan offers to comb through Roman’s long tangled locks to work out the kinks and straighten it out.  Which leaves Roman a very soft gay mess in his lap.  Simple but oh so wonderfully sweet, this one’s exactly what I wish my partner would do for me.  You know, if/when I have long hair again, and if I ever find a partner.

*****

And this week’s Featured Fic Writer is:

Panic_at_the_everywhere (aka @panicattheeverywheremcr)

This German writer has a most excellent talent for writing, and her story Broken, while still in progress, is a wonderful tale deserving of some love and attention.  She’s definitely worthy of your time.

*****

Well that’s it for this week.  Be sure to give each of these stories and authors some love and affection with some kudos, some comments, and maybe even some bookmarks.  And if you’d like to see previous weeks’ recommendations, or learn more about the Fic-Rec Friday Project, you can find all that stuff here on my Fic-Rec Friday Masterpost.

Also, I’m still accepting suggestions for Featured Fic Writers and other stories to recommend.  There are no requirements for writers, though it would be preferred that they be lesser known authors.

Finally, if you’d like to be added to my Fic-Rec Friday Tag List, or if you’re on the list and would like to be removed, just let me know and I’ll take care of it.

Stay safe everybody, and happy reading!

General Tag List:

@ultimate-queen-of-fandoms2 @panicattheeverywheremcr

Fic-Rec Friday Tag List:

@kunnuglegur-tortimandi @max-is-tired @creativity-killed-thekitten

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Roman’s Writing Masterlist

A Witch, A Prince, A Necromancer, and A Bard Walk into a Bar

A series of poems set in a fantasy AU that tell the story of four “friends”, and an evil wizard

Pairing(s): Prinxiety, Logicality, implied LAMP/CALM

Status: Complete

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

Brotherly Distaste AU

A Familial DLAMP AU where Patton ends up fostering four boys, and antics ensue. Posted as non-chronological drabbles

Pairing(s): Platonic DLAMP/LAMPD, background Remile

Status: Ongoing

Secure

The Things That Brought Us Here

An Ice Cream Kinda Day

Home for the Holidays

First Snow

The Beginning

Braces

AO3

The Colors of Us

A soulmate AU drabble in a universe where you see an aura around your soulmate.

Pairing(s): LAMP/CALM

Status: Finished

Link

Flowers for a Special Occasion

Fantasy AU Logince angst with no happy ending

Pairing(s): Logince, could be read as LAMP/CALM

Status: Finished

Link

Ground Control

Analogical cuteness (kinda angst? With a happy ending) based on the song Ground Control by All Time Low ft. Tegan and Sara

Pairing(s): Analogical, background Royality

Status: Finished

Link

Heartless

Logince piece based on the song Heartless by Jacob Tillberg.

Pairing(s): Logince, background Moxiety if you squint

Status: Finished

Link

Crispy

Logan tries to make sweets. It goes very wrong. Patton thinks it’s hilarious.

Pairing(s): Platonic LAMP/CALM

Status: Finished

Link

The Lottery Ticket

Virgil is out with his son and buys a lottery ticket.

Pairing(s): Prinxiety, familial Analogince

Status: Finished

Link

Cotton Candy Hair

“What did you think would happen while you’re walking late alone?” Patton saves Logan from a dangerous situation.

Pairing(s): Logicality

Status: Finished

Link

Bath Day

Deceit’s scales are shedding, and he gets some much deserved tlc.

Pairing(s): platonic DLAMP/LAMPD

Status: Finished

Link

Time Travel AU

A collaborative effort between myself, @under-the-blue-moonlight​, and @urielthealienboio​ in which Virgil, Patton and Logan’s son, travels back in time and meets his parents before he is born.

Pairing(s): Logicality, Prinxiety, oc x oc

Status:The original is complete. The sequel is ongoing

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Sequel:

Part 1 Part 2-Incomplete

Whump Prompts

Prompt List Untitled (familial Moxiety) Frozen Veggies (Royality) The Story’s Climax (Prinxiety) Waiting (Prinxiety) No Matter What (Analogical) Start Over (Logince)

How Warm and Far AU

Warm and Frostbitten

Another Analogical whump prompt

How Far Away the Stars Seem

Sequel to “Warm and Frostbitten” in which Virgil and Logan are living their happily ever after.

Pairing(s): Analogical, background Royality

Status: Finished

Hero x Villain Prompts

No Escape (Royality)

I Win (Logicality)

Oblivion (Moxiety)

Just Like That

Meant to be the first part of a Pirate AU. We’ll see.

Pairing(s): Platonic Anxceit, nothing else so far

Status: To Be Continued?

Link

AU Prompts

Avian AU (see next listing) Angel/Demon AU Accidental Marriage AU Arranged Marriage AU Forbidden Love AU Fake Dating/Engagement/Marriage AU Porn Star AU Alien AU (see two listings down)

Avian AU

A collaborative effort with @urielthealienboio, winged!sides.

Pairing(s): Platonic DLAMP for now, subject to change.

Status: Ongoing

Link- incomplete

The Man from the Stars

Virgil is suspicious of his new neighbor, Patton. Done in very short parts.

Pairing(s): Moxiety

Status: Discontinued

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Roman Hood

Robin Hood AU

Pairing(s): Prinxiety

Status: Discontinued, might rewrite into a oneshot

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

Bonus: Chapter 1.5 + art

Special Day

Virgil congratulates some friends on a very special day.

Pairing(s): Logince, background Moxiety

Status: Finished

Link

Your Ex-Lover is Dead

Based on the song of the same name by Stars

Pairing(s): Past Sleepxiety, implied Remile, implied Analogical

Status: Finished

Link

Fluff Prompts

All Untitled

(Prinxiety) (Analogical) (Logicality) (Logince)

Disaster Magic AU

Bullet Fic, Genderbent Sides, Moxiety with Vampire Payton and Witch Violet

Pairing(s): Moxiety, possible others

Status: Discontinued

Character Info Baby Violet Art Baby Payton Art Baby Ramona Art

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Made of Tin

The Steadfast Tin Soldier AU. No happy ending.

Pairing(s): Prinxiety

Status: Finished

Link

The Case of the Pining Detective

An AU where Roman is a police officer and almost arrests Virgil. Almost. Instead he finds himself too emotionally involved with Virgil and his brother.

Pairing(s): Prinxiety, brotherly Moxiety, platonic Royality

Status: On Hiatus

Masterlist

More AU Prompts

Coffee Shop Prinxiety #1, Library AU Logicality, Coffee Shop Prinxiety #2, Fake Dating Prinxiety, Fake Dating Logicality

Angst Ficlets

Cursed (Prinxiety), On My Hands (Prinxiety), Patton angst

Soulmate AUgust

Prompt List

Day 1 -Pineapple Day 2 -Violet and Blue Day 3 -Nerd Day 4 -Knowing Day 5 -His Voice Day 6 -I Understand Day 7 -Sharing Day 8 -3, 2, 1 Day 9 -Constellation Draco

Afraid

Unsympathetic Patton Human AU with Victim Virgil

Ship(s): None, could be read as Virgil x Deceit x Remus

Status: complete, probably

Link

No Good Deed

Wicked AU

Ship(s): Roceit (and side intrulogical/Lomus and one-sided Prinxiety, if I ever write that far).

Status: Unknown

Link

Dinos

Little!Virgil likes his dinosaur book. A lot

Ship(s): Platonic Anxceit

Status: Complete

Link

Prince of the Sea

A collab with @hitmewiththatfanart33. A Prinxiety AU in which Virgil is a runaway prince and Roman is a pirate captain.

Ship(s): Prinxiety, background Logicality, background implied Dukeceit

Status: Complete

Part 1 Part 2

I Only Have One

My first commission. Intruality Punk!Patton ad Pastel!Remus Promposal fic.

Ship(s): Intruality

Status: Complete

Link

The Dark Prince

A fic by the lovely @hitmewiththatfanart33, but on which I have been coauthor for a couple chapters now. Prinxiety Snow White AU

Ship(s): Prinxiety, Logicality, Remus x OC, past Loceit

Status: Ongoing, on a small hiatus

Masterlist Link

24-Hour-Diner AU

A bullet fic. with vampires.

Ship(s): hint of Loceit

Status: Complete

Link

Star-Crossed (But Not Really)

A ThVi Romeo and Juliet AU

Ship(s): ThVi, Intrulogical, was gonna have Moceit and Rosleep

Status: Discontinued

AO3 link

A Sticky Situation

Toddlers Logan and Roman discover Crofter’s.

Ship(s): N/A

Status: Complete

Link

Squeaker Shoes

Toddler Patton makes an equally small, very anxious friend.

Ship(s): N/A

Status: Complete

Link

Untitled Zombie Apocalypse Moceit

Patton. Cute Dogs.

Ship(s): Moceit

Status: Complete

Link

Roses

Prinxiety ficlet, Virgil is a prince who takes comfort in the company of the gardener.

Ship(s): Prinxiety

Status: Complete

Link

Floor is Lava

Brotherly Prinxiety ficlet

Ship(s): Lomoceit, brotherly creativitwins + Virgil

Status: Finished

Link

Never So Much Blood

An AU concept based on the Ludo song The Horror of Our Love. 

Ship(s): Roceit, Pintroverts

Status: To Be Written

Concept Roman Backstory Pintroverts Art

Logan’s Humans

Angst. Pure angst. Lots of character death. Beware.

Ship(s): Platonic DRLAMPT

Status: Complete

Link

[virmillion]

Masterpost

of all of my sanders sides fics (under a cut because there is. Quite A Few More than i thought)

Chaptered

As Above, So Below - AO3 - 35,700 words

Warnings: cursing, blood, knives, fighting, OCD

Ships: platonic moxiety, platonic logince, platonic LAMP

Summary: Roman is a prince and Logan is his advisor-not-quite-friend. Virgil is a street rat runaway and Patton is his friend-not-quite-advisor. Unfortunately for Virgil, staying out of the castle is going to be his biggest struggle.

Arbitrary (choose your own ending) - AO3 - 4,007

Warnings: none

Ships: platonic LAMP

Summary: It’s Patton’s birthday! Who’s ready for a birthday party surprise? ...Guys?

Some Kind of Magical - AO3 - 45,113

Warnings: fighting, fire and burns, blood, deceit as a character

Ships: platonic LAMP

Summary: Senior year can kind of suck. A lot. Toss in some deadly oversized creatures and a final project that literally determines the rest of your life, and some problems are bound to get tangled up in there somewhere. Just keep your head down, finish your project, and everything should be just fine. Right?

I’ll Bring You the Moon - AO3 - 94,659

Warnings: Major character death, cursing, arguments, unhappy ending

Ships: romantic analogical, platonic LAMP

Summary: Logan has had his life planned out since, well, forever. Get through college, get an internship at NASA, rise through the ranks, get into space, something, something, happy ending and he’s set for life. The first couple steps were easy, out of the way in a snap. Meeting Virgil, however, kind of threw a wrench into those plans. But it’s fine. Logan can navigate a job at NASA, flirt with a cute museum tour guide, and deal with everyone’s inexplicable hatred of Neptune at the same time. It shouldn’t be too hard—after all, it’s not like it’s rocket science. ...Well, okay, so it is kind of like rocket science.

Abandoned Chaptered

Can’t Fake What I’ve Never Felt - AO3 - 3,826

Warnings: panic attack, sensory overload, cursing

Ships: platonic royality, background romantic prinxiety

Summary: “AU where everyone is emotionless until they meet their soulmate and upon meeting them they slowly gain one emotion at a time as the soulmate does something that triggers the emotion into existence” - me, oil on canvas in a discord chat, 2018

Kintsugi - AO3 - 3,021

Warnings: fire (a candle)

Ships: none

Summary: Virgil is just about fed up with this fancy little school, so he takes advantage of a quiet night outside. Difficulties ensue.

The Hypothetical Lower Bounds of the Glass - AO3 - 3,946

Warnings: food mention

Ships: platonic (or at least vaguely civil) analogical

Summary: Logan has multiple ways of working through frustrating emotions, on the rare occasion that they do arise. One such method is taking a long drive to an unplanned destination.

One-Shots

Taxi Cab - AO3 - 8,050

Warnings: none

Ships: platonic moxiety

Summary: Virgil needs a ride somewhere, anywhere, so of course, the nearest person with a car obliges

What Was Missing - AO3 - 3,983

Warnings: blood, major character death (kind of)

Ships: none

Summary: Something is missing in the mindscape. You don’t know what. Just... something.

Waves - AO3 - 4,241

Warnings: smoking cigarettes

Ships: platonic moxiety, royality, and logicality

Summary: People outgrow each other all the time. It’s perfectly normal. So why should Patton be so unhappy about it? He’s not technically a person, after all.

Bleeding Out - AO3 - 5,008

Warnings: blood and injury, intrusive thoughts, cursing, unhappy ending

Ships: platonic prinxiety

Summary: Roman takes Virgil on an adventure through the creative corner of the mindscape.

Purple - AO3 - 1,111

Warnings: really abstract writing

Ships: none

Summary: spiritual successor to Bleeding Out

Monster Under the Bed - AO3 - 1,207

Warnings: none

Ships: platonic Roman & Patton & Logan

Summary: When Roman is afraid of something, he goes to Patton, and Patton always knows just what to do.

Exoskeleton - AO3 - 3,850

Warnings: OCD, derealization, fighting (verbal and physical), food mention

Ships: platonic LAMP (mostly)

Summary: an honors zoology-inspired fic about Logan struggling to be A Person.

Lying From You - AO3 - 4,666

Warnings: blood, manipulation, deceit as a character (kind of)

Ships: none

Summary:  As the core of Thomas’ feelings, it had always been Patton’s responsibility to care for his emotional wellbeing. Whether this was done in the healthiest ways remained to be seen, but he was trying, and that’s what was important. Keep Thomas happy as best he could.

Colorful - AO3 - 2,371

Warnings: blood, swearing, character death, unhappy ending

Ships: platonic Virgil & Roman & Patton, romantic analogical, background romantic royality

Summary: you know the au where everything is black and white until you meet your soulmate? yeah this is that but less happy

Detention - AO3 - 1,800

Warnings: light bullying

Ships: platonic moxiety

Summary: Virgil meets a kid named Patton in detention and decides to investigate further.

Come Back Home - AO3 - 3,540

Warnings: alcohol abuse (written poorly because I didn’t know how to write drunk people)

Ships: past romantic logince

Summary: Logan and Roman broke up and went their separate ways, coping as they could. So why are they both still thinking about the other?

Palindrome - AO3 - 6,006

Warnings: cheating in relationships, break ups

Ships: romantic prinxiety (for a minute), romantic royality (for two minutes), romantic moxiety (for three minutes), platonic analogical

Summary: Palindrome /ˈpalənˌdrōm/, n. - a word, phrase, or sequence that reads the same backward as forward

Just In Case - AO3 - 3,200

Warnings: (conceptual) major character deaths

Ships: none

Summary: A fail safe, for another term. Something to ensure that if the worst situation presented itself, they wouldn't be at a loss for how to function. Maybe Virgil ducking out the first time is what instigated it, but as problems continued to pop up, they came to realize that the absolute worst imaginable thing was well within the realm of possibility.

Bubble Tea - AO3 - 8,175

Warnings: none

Ships: romantic prinxiety, background romantic logicality, platonic royality, background platonic analogical

Summary: alternative title - i've never read nor written a coffee shop au, but here's some nonsense that's basically the same thing with a slightly different menu

And They Were Roommates - AO3 - 1,551

Warnings: some swears, sarcastic first person author

Ships: platonic logince

Summary: unedited nonsense that started out with having a point but eventually devolved into me lamenting my lack of inspiration and turning to spicy memes for comfort

Gone and Never Coming Back - AO3 - 4,453

Warnings: (Mentioned) major character death (it’s a plot point), nightmare describing a car crash, grief

Ships: platonic moxiety (sort of), platonic LAMP (sort of)

Summary: alternative title: patton learns how to cope with loss by being tossed directly into the deep end with three sets of ankle weights

The Sun Is Running Late - AO3 - 3,400

Warnings: death mention, implied suicide, the entire thing centers on the end of the world, first person POV (its roman)

Ships: (past) platonic LAMP

Summary: (to the tune of R.E.M.'s 1987 WENZ promo song that looped for twenty four hours) it's the end of the world as he knows it!

Creative Burnout - AO3 - 1,142

Warnings: major character not-quite-death, negative self talk

Ships: none

Summary: Roman is creativity, and he’s all out of ideas again.

Know Your Mark - AO3 - 2,514

Warnings: blood mention, stabbing, knife mention, negative self talk

Ships: none

Summary: Virgil has a target, so Virgil sets about to take them down. Should be perfectly simple, right? Right?

Of Royalty and Revelry - AO3 - 6,109

Warnings: blood mention, death mention, food mention, cursing

Ships: Romantic (one-sided?) Prinxiety, platonic Moxiety

Summary: Prince Roman fancies a newcomer, who isn’t too quick to speak up about their own opinion on the matter. Life lessons and begrudging companionships ensue.

Staying Up Late - AO3 - 3,292

Warnings: discussion of insomnia, nightmares, vague car crash (it’s a dream), spiraling thoughts

Ships: platonic analogical, maybe romantic if you squint

Summary: Virgil can’t fall asleep. Logan comes over to try to help. Everyone is tired.

Simulated Human Contact - AO3 - 1,195

Warnings: insomnia, medication mention

Ships: platonic analogical (romantic if you squint)

Summary: fluff and projecting onto analogical because i was incredibly tired

Coffee’s for Closers - AO3 - 22,222

Warnings: cursing, rude customers and coworkers

Ships: romantic analogical, romantic royality, platonic LAMP+Remy(Sleep)

Summary: Virgil is a barista. Logan is a barista. Everyone is gay—it’s just that this gayness only occurs at Logan’s cafe.

Love Is a Four Letter Word - AO3 - 12,758

Warnings: implied major character death, Less Than Happy backstories, some bullying, unhappy ending

Ships: platonic logince (more like acquaintances tbh)

Summary: Everyone has magic, and it’s really nothing special at all. Just another skill, sort of like a sixth sense. Roman is not particularly fond of his brand of magic, and sets off to find Thomas—the one person rumored to not have any magic at all.

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Hey there, kiddos! Sorry for the long hiatus, my offline life has been crazy lately. But we’re back with a preview of what my next project is gunna be! Since this is a large project, I have a lot of background material on it and I’m working on writing the actual fic for it. In the meantime though, I’m posting the rough outline for the story as a birthday present to the amazing @tulipscomeinallsortsofcolors​. But feel free to send in any questions and I’ll be happy to answer them as best I can!

This project was inspired by this post by @sandy-sides​. I’ve been sitting on this for quite a while though, but thanks to @tulipscomeinallsortsofcolors​ amazing story and their general awesomeness, I’ve finally got the inspiration to continue working on this again.

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Title: [In Progress, lol]

Summary:  Everyone is born with a heartbeat tattoo on their wrist. It’s the heartbeat of your soulmate and the color changes based on what’s happening in your soulmate’s life. (Ex: red for injury, blue for depression/loss) Once you meet, the heartbeat twists into a symbol representative of them.

Pairings: Eventual Prinxiety, Eventual Logicality, Platonic Logince, Adoptive Familial Moxiety

Warnings: Mentions of abusive families, panic attacks, homophobia (If there’s any I missed please let me know!!)

Notes: Patton and Virgil have been friends since high school. Virgil has autism, severe anxiety, and depression. Pat, despite being RA on their floor, is Virgil’s roommate. Logan and Roman were roommates their freshman year and are now best friends. Logan is also autistic. I do not plan to add Deceit or Remus to the story at this point, but that is not to say that there isn’t a possibility of them being added as I continue to write.

Outline:

Roman and Patton met at auditions

Patton invites Roman to meet him and Virgil for lunch the next day

Roman and Virgil end up having Creative Writing together right after lunch

Virgil spent all of lunch and all of class texting Patton

Pat has work while Virgil is in Creative Writing

Roman thinks Virgil just doesn't care about this class at all and is very irritated

Roman goes home and vents to Logan about it

Patton suggests that Virgil tries working backstage on the play, they're shorthanded this semester and Virgil did enjoy doing it in high school

Logan is in Patton's Gender Studies class the next evening

Patton invites him to dinner with Roman and Virgil

Virgil spend the entire meal on his phone (texting Pat)

This, once again, annoys Roman to no end

Virgil eats quickly and leaves claiming he has homework

Pat knows that it was a rough day and leaves soon after

Cue very irritated Roman 

A few weeks later, Roman explodes on Logan

Feels like Virgil is only tolerating him because of Patton

Logan informs Patton, with Roman's consent, as feelings are not his strong suit

Patton and Roman have a long, in-depth conversation in Roman's room after rehearsal that night

Logan overhears part of the conversation

Decides to tell Pat about his diagnosis, seeing how understanding and compassionate he's being with Roman and Virgil's situation

Logan studies outside his room for a while until he's certain that the topic has changed to something much lighter, then enters the room

"Oh! Hello Patton, I was not expecting to see you. How was rehearsal tonight?"

Patton stays a little longer to talk while Logan finishes an assignment for their gender studies class

Pat realizes that he hasn't finished it yet and leaves

Virgil is having a panic attack when Patton gets home

Virgil thinks that Roman hates him

Patton asks for his permission to tell Roman about his diagnoses

Virgil agrees

Logan tells Roman about his decision to tell Patton about his diagnosis

Ro thinks it's a fantastic idea and is very proud of his nerd

Secretly suspects that Logan likes Patton and plans to discuss it with Pat

Patton has another conversation with Roman the next night after rehearsal about Virgil's diagnoses

After Patton leaves, Roman realizes that Logan should've been home by then and goes to find him

Logan is having a meltdown in the library over something happening at home with his little sister

Roman attempts to calm him down, it sort of works

This is new territory and Ro tries his best

In Gender Studies the next day, they watch a rather upsetting video

Patton is crying by the end

Logan sneaks out part way through, unable to handle it after yesterday

Pat realizes that Logan must have left and goes after him

Logan is having a complete breakdown in the hallway

Turns out to be a panic attack but he doesn't know that

Logan freaks out even more when Patton comes out to find him

Patton brings him back down and they sit together and talk until class is over

Logan tells Patton about his diagnosis, Pat tells Logan that Virgil has the same thing and he's done a lot of research on it

Patton is overjoyed that Logan trusted him with that information, Roman hadn't told him the night before because Logan was planning to tell Pat himself

Patton goes back to get their bags and explains the situation to their professor

Prof is super understanding

The notetaker for the class (Thomas) happened to still be there and offered to send them both a copy of his notes

Patton and Logan head to dinner

Logan notices that Pat's tattoo isn’t moving

"Patton, did you recently meet your soulmate?"

"I don’t think so, why do you ask?"

"Your tattoo does not appear to be moving"

"What?" Patton looks at his wrist "Oh my goodness! It's knotted and I didn't even notice!"

"How odd. That's the same color as my tie." Patton gasps "I wonder…" Logan looks at his own tattoo "My tattoo was not knotted before class"

"Lo, we're soulmates!" cue extremely excited Patton and very flustered Logan

Patton and Logan walk into dinner holding hands

Patton is giggling, Logan is still blushing

Cue money transaction between Virgil and Roman who had some sort of bet

Roman and Virgil proceed to tease them relentlessly

Dress rehearsal is the following night

Virgil gets assigned to do all of Roman's changes (there's quite a few)

The rest of the crew not so secretly ships them

Opening Night!!

Virgil accidentally brushes Roman with his fingers while doing a change

Ro realizes ON STAGE, MID SCENE/MONOLOGUE that his tattoo has changed

Barely manages to make it through the scene until his next exit

Virgil is backstage having a panic attack as he watches his tattoo knot

Roman finds Virgil backstage and quickly starts to bring him down from the panic attack

Roman almost misses his next entrance, Pat finds them just in time

Patton helps Virgil through the rest of his panic attack

Roman asks Virgil out during intermission

Patton is crying in the background and texting Logan, who is in the audience

As always, my ask box and dms are always open if you guys have questions or just want to scream at me. You can send them here or to my main blog @flamingfawkes, fair warning though, anything asked on my main will be answered here and then reblogged over there. This is a work-in-progress, but if you guys have ideas or wish to be tagged in updates, please let me know! If this inspired you to do something of your own, feel free to do so and tag me! I’d love to see what you kiddos come up with. I’m almost done with the first chapter of this fic and it’ll be up as soon as it’s done (glares at that one section that has been giving me trouble for months). If you guys need anything at all tagged, please feel free to let me know. I do check the reblogs or at least i try to but you can also send me an ask or dm me.

[sign-from-god-complex]

My Writing Masterlist!!!!

Grouped by ship, to hopefully make things easier to find!! All my writing is also tagged under the tag “lo can write” and all my music is under the tag “lo can sing”!! 

(⭐ = top 5 most popular fics // ❤️ = author’s favourites)

LAMP

Full Fics (over 1,000 words, ish) 

The Purpose of Marriage, To Know That You Are Loved - lamp! just fluff; very sappy. featuring: lots of love declarations and a nontraditional marriage proposal. (2,425 words)

tonight might be my night to reminisce - lamp! angst with a soft, hurt/comfort ending. featuring: Logan stargazing and getting existential. (1,665 words)

Saviour - platonic logince and platonic royality! hurt/comfort. featuring: a superhero au and some absolutely terrible puns I spent far too long trying to find. (1,398 words)

Spooked - platonic lamp with a focus on platonic analogical! fluff and humour. featuring: Crofter’s type bribery and bad ghost hunting. (2,362 words)

“You never told me you had a fucking twin.” (⭐) - platonic lamp with a minor focus on platonic logince! fluff and humour. featuring: Roman not knowing how to let other people talk and the subsequent confusion. (1,985 words)

cloud nine (❤️) - lamp! fluff and hurt/comfort. featuring: lots of napping and Virgil trying to help his boyfriends feel better. (2,799 words)

smitten - qpr royality & romantic prinxiety! fluff. featuring: Roman being a lovesick idiot and Patton being basically the sweetest partner ever. (1,033 words)

Chaptered Fics

A Gift From Me To You (❤️) - lamp and platonic sleepxiety! angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, this fic has it all! featuring: surprise soulmates and a whole lot of emotional journeys. (complete) (29,882 words / approximately 3,000 words per chapter) chapter 1 - chapter 2 - chapter 3 - chapter 4 - chapter 5 - chapter 6 - chapter 7 - chapter 8 - epilogue

Prinxiety

Drabbles/Ficlets (under 1,000 words, ish)

“I think I'm in love with you.” - prinxiety! absolute fluff. (616 words)

"So what, who cares what they think?"  - prinxiety! fluff and hurt/comfort. (345 words)

Full Fics (over 1,000 words, ish)

running out of luck // on his knees - prinxiety! light fluff; nothing hugely intense. featuring: late night strolls on the beach and Roman being a dork. (1,081 words)

“You better have a good reason for waking me up at the ass-crack of dawn.” - platonic prinxiety! fluff. featuring: a timelapse of early mornings or late nights and some reluctantly asked for affection. (1,247 words)

demiromantic love - prinxiety and implied endgame dlamp! fluff with a slight bit of angst. featuring: the obligatory identity crisis and crush on your best friend 90% of LGBT+ people experience in their life. (1,089 words)

stellar nebula - prinxiety with background loceit and parental analogince! fluff. featuring: an impulsive surprise and a whole lot more softness than Virgil was expecting to deal with. (1,375 words)

“You’re crying” (⭐) - platonic prinxiety! hurt/comfort. featuring: hot chocolates and late-night insecurities. (1,350 words)

Logicality

Drabbles/Ficlets (under 1,000 words, ish)

“Here, take my blanket.” - ambiguous logicality! fluff. (553 words)

“For some reason I’m attracted to you.” - logicality! angst (warning: no happy ending). (583 words)

Full Fics (over 1,000 words, ish)

Secrets - logicality! hurt/comfort and a lil bit of angst. featuring: a silly misunderstanding and some crying. (1,307 words)

Caretaker - platonic logicality! fluff. featuring: autistic! sides! and Patton being an excellent roommate and friend. (1,431 words)

solidity - ambiguous logicality! angst, possibly hurt/comfort but mostly angst (warning: no happy ending). featuring: some hardcore dissociation and reality issues, and Patton trying his absolute best to help. (1,073 words)

“Is there a special reason as to why you’re wearing my shirt?” - queerplatonic logicality! hurt/comfort and fluff. featuring: Patton trying to work on his issues and Logan being a good qpp. (1,151 words)

“If you don’t hug me right now, I think I might fall apart” - queerplatonic logicality! hurt/comfort and fluff. featuring: angry, protective Patton and some of the subtle ways to love someone. (2,012 words)

“Don’t be silly, I want to stay up with you.” - queerplatonic logicality! hurt/comfort. featuring: some school-related stress and Patton being willing to sacrifice sleep to assist. (1,046 words)

Falling Leaves - platonic logicality! fluff. featuring: autistic sides and lots of crunching leaves. (1,325 words)

Analogical

Drabbles/Ficlets (under 1,000 words, ish)

Nightmares - analogical! mostly horror, with some hurt/comfort. (730 words)

“Don’t say you love me.” - analogical! hurt/comfort. (627 words)

“All I do is drink coffee and say bad words” - queerplatonic analogical! fluff with a little bit of hurt/comfort (704 words)

“Have you seen my hoodie?” - analogical! hurt/comfort. (687 words)

Full Fics (over 1,000 words, ish)

Understanding Pride (⭐❤️) - queerplatonic analogical! a good mix of angst, hurt/comfort and fluff. featuring: aro/ace Logan coming to terms with his identity and nb Virgil helping him out with that. (5,519 words)

“Just smile. I really need to see you smile.” (❤️) - analogical! pretty much entirely fluff, with a tiny bit of self-doubt. featuring: ace Logan having to deal with some shitty people and Virgil being a soft boyfriend. (1,108 words)

“You’re very endearing when you’re half-asleep.” - analogical! complete fluff. featuring: a sleepy Virgil and a completely in love Logan. (1,031 words)

Royality

Drabbles/Ficlets (under 1,000 words, ish)

“This is girl talk, so leave.” - royality, with a side of analogical! fluff. (1,002 words)

First Dance - royality! absolute fluff. 

safe - royality! fluff.

Full Fics (over 1,000 words, ish)

How Does He Know You Love Him? - platonic royality! angst, with some hurt/comfort. featuring: some reminiscing from Patton and a long-overdue conversation. (1,540 words)

“Please, don’t cry.” (❤️) - royality! fluff. featuring: a proposal and Roman drinking loving his boyfriend juice. (1,562 words)

four and twenty blackbirds - royality! fluff. featuring: Roman’s being a gay mess and both literal and metaphorical sweetness. (1,589 words)

nevertheless - royality! fluff with a lil hurt/comfort. featuring: a song and a hesitant but undying kind of love. (1,196 words)

Logince

Drabbles/Ficlets (under 1,000 words, ish)

logince soulmate drabble - logince! fluff. (553 words)

“You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!” - logince! fluff. (451 words)

Awe - logince! complete fluff. (991 words)

Love You (❤️) - queerplatonic logince! fluff. (748 words)

interstellar infatuation (❤️) - logince! absolute fluff. (729 words)

“Did you seriously just get your foot stuck in a toilet?” - logince! humour. (737 words)

a hand to hold - logince! fluff. (594 words)

Full Fics (longer than 1,000 words, ish)

take care (⭐❤️) - logince! fluff, extremely sappy. featuring: Roman’s bad self-care tendencies and Logan’s willingness to do anything to help his boyfriend. (2,925 words)

the choice is ours and ours alone - logince and (background) moxiety! fluff and hurt/comfort. featuring: autistic Logan and serious relationship discussions. (3,534 words)

breathe in fire (❤️) - logince! angst and a little bit of smut (warning: no happy ending). featuring: an amazing one night stand, and Logan's fear of falling in love. (1,267 words)

“I think I picked up your coffee by mistake.” - logince! fluff. featuring: Logan being a gay mess and Roman managing to be smooth for (what I imagine to be) the first time in his life. (1,507 words)

Screw You // Okay - logince! smut? sorta. and fluff. featuring: arguments as a cover for sexual tension and Logan trying not to admit that he’s soft. (1,432 words)

Effort for Effort’s Sake - ambiguous logince! hurt/comfort. featuring: some emotional turmoil and Roman caring a whole lot. (1,915 words)

“I’ll be here to protect you.” - pre-romantic logince! fluff with a little bit of hurt/comfort. featuring: Roman’s irrational fears and Logan’s willingness to help him feel better. (1,215 words)

cuddles and catnaps - platonic logince! hurt/comfort and fluff. featuring: an exhausted Logan and a heartfelt discussion. (3,667 words)

better things are here with you - logince with background moxiety! fluff. featuring: love confessions and an agreement for the betterment of both ends. (1,768 words) - moxiety companion fic here!

celestial bodies (❤️) - logince! fluff. featuring: a proposal and more emotions than either of them know what to do with. (1,400 words)

disruptions - logince! fluff. featuring: a very nervous Logan and an unexpected, and yet entirely expected, love confession. (1,234 words)

Moxiety

Drabbles/Ficlets (under 1,000 words, ish)

“You’re cute when you’re all worried.” - moxiety! hurt/comfort. (440 words)

“Wait a second are you jealous?” - moxiety! fluff with a tiny bit of hurt/comfort. (762 words)

“I’m so proud of you.” - brotherly moxiety! fluff!!! (544 words)

Full Fics (over 1,000 words, ish) 

The Well (❤️) - moxiety with background logince! horror? angst? it’s something! featuring: fae Patton and Virgil being the protector as always. (2,820 words)

Nook - Present - moxiety! angst and hurt/comfort. featuring: loving husbands and emotional release. (1,149 words)

every way that matters (❤️) - queerplatonic moxiety! fluff and maybe some hurt/comfort. featuring: an unexpected marriage proposal and a bond closer than you could ever imagine. (1,167 words)

love like you - moxiety! lots of fluff and a little bit of angst. featuring: immortals in love and some sappy slow dancing. (2,064 words)

things are better here with you - moxiety with background logince! complete fluff. featuring: a lot of Virgil being stupidly in love and several attempts at a proposal. (3,404 words) - logince companion fic here!

Self-Control (❤️) - moxiety! fluff. featuring: a past as rebellious punk children and rediscovering feelings after a long time apart. (2,539 words)

Ships with Deceit

Drabbles/Ficlets (under 1,000 words, ish)

“Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.” - parental anxceit! hurt/comfort. (1,000 words)

“I love your hugs.”  - moceit! hurt/comfort. (243 words)

“Do you even still love me?” - dlamp! angst (warning: no happy ending). (626 words)

Certainties - loceit! fluff. (548 words)

Full Fics (over 1,000 words, ish)

they hate you, I’m sure - platonic moceit! hurt/comfort and fluff. featuring: some tears from Patton and cuddles from a good snake boi. (2,830 words)

“He’s so pretty I think I’m gonna faint.” (⭐) - roceit and one-sided royality! hurt/comfort maybe? I’m really not sure. featuring: Roman’s shitty friends and Dee being observant (bonus: Logan using neopronouns). (1,845 words)

the cost of admission - loceit! fluff. featuring: nb Logan and a direct interpretation of the line, “oh my god, they were roommates”. (1,421 words)

“Please, open the door.” - analoceit! hurt/comfort. featuring: an unexpected coming out and emotional vulnerability. (2,261 words)

Other

Drabbles/Ficlets (under 1,000 words, ish)

feigning innocence - losleep! fluff. (892 words)

“I’m thinkin’ about losleepxiety” - losleepxiety/analosleep! absolute fluff. (369 words)

Full Fics (over 1,000 words, ish)

Idealistic (❤️) - losleep! fluff with a tiny bit of hurt/comfort. featuring: Remy loving space and Logan loving them even more than that. (2,286 words)

Warmth - remile! fluff with a tiny bit of angst. featuring: nonbinary Remy, trans Emile and just an unreasonable amount of soft. (3,401 words)

Four Seven Hate - losleep! is “gay mess” a fic genre? no? then maybe fluff. featuring: Logan not understanding how emotions or people work and a whole lot of misplaced anger. (1,498 words)

“You’re stunning.” - sleepality! fluff. featuring: prom night and Remy being a bit of a sappy gay. (1,206 words)

No Ship

Full Fics (over 1,000 words, ish)

Patterns - no ship! angst, just entirely angst (warning: no happy ending). featuring: Virgil’s bad coping mechanisms and self-harm. (1,357 words)

Music

Make-Believe - a Roman-inspired song!

Lost & Found - a Virgil-and-Deceit-inspired song!

nevertheless - a royality song!