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Prompt Fill | Intruality

Title: Boy(friend)s Will Be Boy(friend)s

Ship(s): Intruality

Prompt: Middle school au! Boys being cute. Lots of fluff!!!

Requester: @sunshineandteddybears​

Rating: PG

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"Incoming!!!!!!"

Patton's almost always present smile grew wider. It grew so wide, in fact, that some might worry it would stretch right off his face. Patton wasn't worried, however. He didn't have time to worry about what his face was or was not doing. Not when his boyfriend of two months was rushing down the hall toward him. 

He readied himself for the flight just as deceptively strong, skinny arms wrapped around him and twirled him fast, feet dangerously swinging in a wide circle as the other students around them gave the two a wide berth. 

"Mr. Prince! Put Mr. Hart down, please. As adorable as this is, I'm afraid it is also very dangerous." 

Patton laughed brightly as Remus Prince, his boyfriend, put him down and turned to grin a toothy grin at the school counselor. 

"Sorry Doc. But I can't help it! He's just so cute and cuddly and I wanna eat him up."

"I don't know about Patton, but I believe cannibalism is not conducive to a healthy, long-lasting relationship." Dr. Picani teased with a friendly wink at Patton, who giggled. 

"I don't know about that, sir! Patton absolutely loves it when I blow raspberries on his tummy!"

Patton blushed. 

"Remus!" 

"What? It's innocent! I didn't tell him about making out and —"

"Okay! Dr. Picani, it was so great to see you today! Thank you for helping to tame Remus but we've gotta get to lunch." 

Dr. Picani beamed and nodded. Patton took Remus's hand into his own, lacing their fingers. With a cheery wave at the older man from Patton and a maniac grin from Remus, Patton led them down the hall toward the cafeteria. Picani watched them with a little chuckle before heading for his office, remembering his own middle school romance with his now husband. Remy had definitely not been as "crazy" as Remus, but he had definitely been an overly caffeinated handful. 

Not that he would change him for the world. Just like Patton would never change Remus. 

Pressing closer to the taller male now, Patton let his eyes close for a few seconds of blissful happiness. Light amber eyes opened once more, Patton glancing up at Remus who was rubbing at his dark peach fuzz with his free hand. 

He seemed to have sensed Patton's gaze though, as he smirked and looked down at him. 

"If you see something in between my teeth, you definitely aren't seeing things. A piece of bacon from this morning. Been saving it for a little snack."

Patton made a face but snorted. 

So his boyfriend was weird and oftentimes gross. In fact, many people were so surprised to find out that Patton Hart, the school sweetheart as well as a member of the local recreational cheer team, was dating the school freak. Patton didn't care though. 

He got to see parts of Remus that no one else got to and that made him feel oh so special. In turn, Remus got to know and learn all of Patton, even the parts of him that he would rather didn't exist. Remus loved all of him just as Patton loved all of Remus. It didn't seem to matter then that they were just fourteen years old. 

There was no question, as the two walked into the cafeteria and waved at their group of friends before joining them at their table, that they would be together for the rest of their lives. 

Snuggling up into the fit chest of his boyfriend as he listened to his boyfriend's twin Roman regale them with stories of his most recent role rehearsal, Patton decided that he could absolutely live with that.

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Prompt Fill | Moceit

Title: You Win Some, You Steal Some

Chapter: Chapter One: Good News, Bad News

Ship(s): Main Ship - Moceit (Eventual), Background Ships - 3 Surprise Ships

Summary: Janus Noirblanc may not be a real parent but he's every bit the dedicated guardian as all the PTA parents. When his little brother and ward comes home with a flyer advertising the next PTA bake sale, Janus decides its time to show these rich kid's parents how its done. Especially the cute dad with the cardigan always tied around his neck.

Prompt: PTA rivals. She did say in her prompt "plot twist - they are dating" but considering muse decided that this is gonna be a Big Ol' Fic, I'm hoping she forgives me.

Requester: @sunshineandteddybears​

Rating: PG-13

Chapters: One | Two

If you prefer AO3′s format, you can find the fanfic here. Also, the tag for this specific story/au is ywsyss au, if you want to track it for updates as I don’t do tag lists.

Chapter One: Good News, Bad News

"Hey."

Janus looked up from the newspaper he had been reading, heterochromatic eyes seeking the owner of the voice that had sounded through the apartment. 

“Virgil. My favorite son. Tell me, how was school today?” Janus called back.

The boy in question stepped into the living room, dropping his messenger bag by the couch. Janus caught the tail end of the double eye roll, smirking. 

“You’re crazier than I thought if you think I’m suddenly gonna tell you shit. Just because you are my guardian does not mean I’m gonna open up to you. You’re still my older brother and I’m not your son.”

“Sure thing, Hamilton.” 

Janus watched as his younger brother came to the couch, stretching his limbs for a few seconds. The older man snorted at the thought that he looked like a slinky alley cat stretching like that. A few more seconds and Virgil had slunk so far down into the couch that it almost seemed as if the couch was absorbing him. 

Silence fell between them but it was comfortable. It did make him think about the people who were awed when he told them he was raising his kid brother. They were certain Virgil must be a terror. He laughed and wiped invisible tears of glee before setting them straight; if anything, Janus was likely more of a terror for Virgil than the other way around. 

“Oh. I have something for you. Er, well… two somethings.” 

Janus raised a brow, an interested expression slipping onto his face. 

“Oh?”

Virgil blushed then. Or was it blanched. Honestly, it looked a lot like both with the way his cheeks were splotchy here and there. A hand rose to rub at the back of his neck and it was this along with the fact that Virgil would no longer look him in the eyes that told Janus that at least one of these something was a “bad” something. 

“Do I want to know?”

Virgil hesitated, his lip bit suddenly and he started to rock. Janus felt a rush of fear, knowing the signs that a panic attack could very well be not too far off. He took deep breaths himself and Virgil’s own breathing soon followed. The older man felt a rush of relief as he watched Virgil take one single deep, deep breath before letting it out slowly. Janus smiled at Virgil when the other looked his way once more, the pride easy to read in his gaze. Virgil said nothing about the almost attack. They had agreed with Virgil’s psychiatrist, Dr. Picani, that—for Virgil—bringing up the act could cause more anxiety so soon after and so they pretended as if nothing had happened until Virgil was fully calmed. 

“Okay, good news or bad news first?”

“Bad.” It would definitely benefit them both to end on the good note. 

Virgil nodded, having expected that, and rose. Janus watched as his brother made his way to his bag, crouching down to rummage through it. Virgil presumably pulled paper from it as when he stood up and returned, there were a couple sheets of paper in his hand. Virgil quickly shoved one of them at him. 

Janus took it, brow quirked as he took in the fear in Virgil’s eyes. Glancing down, Janus could see why. The paper was his most recent report card and Virgil had not done too well. 

Honestly though, it was definitely not his worst report card. In fact, his brother’s grades had been improving significantly over the last year and a half—ever since their parents had died in that car crash—and though Virgil tried to play it off, Janus made sure he told Virgil he was proud. Still, this report card showed he was still struggling in Algebra and Chemistry. Janus was certain that this time it was less depression and grief and more that Virgil just was not a natural at the “left brain” subjects. 

“Okay, so… we need a little more focus and study in Algebra and Chemistry but Virgil… this really isn’t that bad. You’ve had far worse cards than this—understandably so considering… well, not important. Point is, we can work with this, Virge. This does mean I’ll have to get you a tutor.”

Virgil suddenly stirred from his slouch, straightening up more than normal. 

“I’ve actually got a friend who knows this guy in our grade who is like… really smart. Especially in these subjects. Roman gave me his number if you want it?”

Janus narrowed his eyes. He didn’t know why but he was certain he could hear a hint of hope but that didn’t make sense… 

Oh. The boy’s got a crush on this kid.

He laughed silently to himself, not wishing to let Virgil in on the fact that he had figured out why he was acting a little strange. Part of him did want to tease but he decided that could wait. 

“Okay, yeah. Sure. I’ll have to interview him, of course.”

Virgil’s pupils dilated, presumably out of fear or worry but he masked his expression quick enough. When he nodded, Janus grinned. 

“Well, there it is then. All figured out. I’m going to hold onto this though.” 

Setting it on his lap, he nodded at the second sheet of paper that Virgil had retrieved, still clutched firmly in his hand. 

“And what’s this one?”

Virgil’s brows screwed up in confusion until he looked down at the paper in his hand, as if he had forgotten he was still holding it. Likely, Janus supposed, considering his fear at giving him the report card. 

“Oh! Right. That bake sale thing you always get so gung-ho about… they were passing out these in our classes. For the PTA. I thought, since you love cooking and baking so much, that you might enjoy it but then again, it’s for the PTA and you’re not really my parent and you probably think its dumb and I’m starting to regret calling it good news but… yeah.” 

Janus snorted and shook his head. 

“I mean, probably usually you would be right but I would love nothing more than to out bake all those prissy moms.”

Virgil snorted. 

“Why am I not surprised?” he asked as he handed Janus the flyer. 

Janus looked the flyer over. According to it, the bake sale would be the Saturday next at the school gym, 10:00 AM sharp. Janus would have to get off work that day but honestly, it would be so worth it. In fact, he supposed he might as well take Friday off as well. If he was going to out bake the rich kid’s parents then he was going all in. No sense doing something half assed, especially when showing rich people up. 

“I guess this means I’ll have to join the PTA. Any idea who runs it?”

“Logan’s mom… oh, uh… Logan being the guy that—”

“Yes, yes. The tutoring kid. I’ll just ask to talk to her when I call him about setting up some sessions.” 

Virgil blushed but said nothing as he slid his hands into the pockets of his favorite hoodie. Janus held back a teasing grin, not wanting to let his little brother in on the fact he figured it out. 

“Cool,” he said finally. 

“Mmhm.” 

Janus could feel the air around them growing awkward and he let Virgil chill in that awkward for a good, healthy few moments before clapping his hands together. 

“Well, I’d say that’s enough excitement for the evening. Now, I was going to cook but after this trying time due to that Report Card—”

“Ass.”

“—I don’t really feel up to it. How about I let you drive my car and you go pick us up some burgers or something?”

Virgil perked up after that, happily accepting the errand since it meant he got to drive. Janus had made sure that Virgil took Driver’s Ed and then the driving test, but they couldn’t afford a second car so Janus let Virgil drive when there were short errands that could be done close by. 

“Great.” Janus tossed his little brother the keys. “Be sure to readjust the mirrors and wear your seat belt.” 

“Yes, Mom.” 

Janus made a face at that before staring at his little brother pointedly. Virgil sighed. 

“Okay, okay. Sorry. But I do know all this stuff… but I know you’re just looking out for me.”

It was the closest he would get to a thank you and Janus was happy to take it. 

“I’ll text you what I want so you have it when you get there.”

Virgil nodded. Janus watched as he subconsciously checked for his wallet, phone, and keys in his hand. He smiled, knowing that he had taught Virgil that and it was so nice to see it stick. Next, Janus handed Virgil his card. 

“Fill the car up first. Then get the food.” 

“Kay. See you, loser.”

“Heh. See you soon, V.”

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Oh same.

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What is your opinion on Logicality?

Love it! :D I was writing my list of ships like really late so it is highly possible I blanked on a number of ships. XD Basically, with me a good rule of thumb is that if it is not RemRom and it does not contain RemRom in any romantic/sexual capacity, then I very likely ship it. :D

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1. Quinn is a human being, remember that!

Number One Important Rule! I know it can be so exciting and fun to get requests filled! I myself feel that when I buy commissions and things. The huge thing to remember though: think about that artist! Remember that we do this for fun and a hobby for the most part. We still have lives outside of this, so please be patient!

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This is adorable. I do wish to know the story behind it.

My class pretended to play dead.

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It is completely up to me because I can’t/don’t like to force a word count. Chances are something that had planned to be super duper short ends up 100,000K or something. So I didn’t ask for a word length or range. Basically, just give me the idea/plot you wanna see and I’ll make it happen however long it happens to be (as far as word count). Also, just so it is clear since it seems it wasn’t, when you request be sure to send in as a submission here using the form provided.

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Updates: Description

So I realized that you guys might not have had the links to the rules and the request submission page because you may be using the app, which is a piece of poo but what have you. I have made sure the description for the blog which includes these important links is visible and accessible even on the app. :D 

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Okay this is adorable.

theres a hole in the wall in my brothers’ room because they were fighting (for fun not anger) in there once and one of them knocked the other into the wall so hard his head made that hole, so they put two small skeletons in there for decoration