#for why Virgil and Janus can't stand each other

[sanderssidesthehouse]

I think Virgil would be a mom friend bc he learned about being friends with Janus and they're both mom friends who had a lesbian situationship and when they split it rocked everybody like a divorce and this is anxceit to me. Virgil learned how to read people from Janus and Janus learned how to consider emotions from Virgil and they can never unlearn these things just as anything else they learned from or about the other and they're intrinsically linked for the rest of time regardless of their standing and if they became close again it would never be like it was bc they had that trust and it was absolutely shattered but they yearn for that relationship as it was and as it can't be so they might try to imitate it and let it destroy them out of desperation or they might try to preserve it by never being close again or they might find a way to move forward and build new bridges rather than mending old ones and this is why I can't stop thinking about them. They can be toxic, they can be doomed, they can have hope, they can make all three true simultaneously, I am unwell about them. No matter what they do it will be beautiful, either beautifully tragic or beautifully warm. No one can comfort them like the other, no one knows them as well as the other, no one can hurt them like the other, no one knows less about who they've become in the others absence and yet no one could know more. They don't understand each other on the outside any more, but they can still predict their deepest depths.

[typically-untypical]

Roman's Boyfriends

This was written for the Camp Cartoon event hosted by @tss-camp-and-coffee. Story was written for @prince-rowan-of-the-forest using the prompt "Anaroceit!"

"How many times do we have to have this conversation?" Janus asked, with more sadness than anger. "Virgil doesn't want to see my face, much less be in the same room as me." Janus was carefully appling a face mask to his boyfriend, making sure to cover everything evenly without getting it too close to Roman's eyes. "Do I miss and adore him? Not that you will ever hear me admitting, but it doesn't matter if he doesn't want to be in the same room as me." Roman could hear the sadness in Janus' voice, the lingering echoes of regret. He wanted to fix this, and he knew he could.

"My love, if you two would just-"

"No," Janus said before gently putting his finger on Roman's lips. "This isn't a Disney movie." His voice was soft and his eyes were sad. It had taken almost a year of dating for Janus to open up to Roman like this, to be vulnerable even when they were alone. "We can't wave our magic wands and erase the pain of the past, and I hurt him Roman." Janus reached for him, almost like he was going to kiss him, but then pulled away, standing up. "I'm going to get use towels." Roman frowned, watching as Janus retreated into his bathroom.

The problem was, Roman knew getting Janus and Virgil to talk would work, because he was dating both of them. Early on in this poly hinge relationship, Roman had agreed that he wouldn't share the secrets of one with the other, and that he would keep the two relationships separate. That had worked for a while until they both started asking how the other was. It was benign at first, a simple courteous question, but then it kept growing. Janus would ask if Virgil was still struggling with anxiety. Virgil would ask if Janus' scars still hurt him in the winter. Roman had been able to tell that there was more to their past relationship than either was saying but he had to pry it out of each of them. 

Janus and Virgil had dated back in high school, a low key romance they didn't share publicly because of Janus' strict parents. There were a lot of details about their relationship, external factors that made Roman's stomach turn with sympathy, but it narrowed down to this. Janus had been lying to Virgil about something, trying to protect him, and Virgil had applied for a college far away, because it gave him the best chance of supporting Janus. Virgil had felt betrayed because of Janus' lies, and Janus had felt abandoned because Virgil was leaving him behind. 

The break up was messy.

What the two of them didn't seem to understand, that Roman realized far too easily, was that they both still loved each other. Virgil fought constantly not to ask about Janus, about very personal things regarding Janus' history, and Janus always looked downtrodden when he talked about Virgil, lying through his teeth that he didn't care.

Roman's boyfriends were idiots, and they could have their happy ending if they would just talk with one another which was why Roman had been formulating a plan. He had hoped to talk some sense into Janus first, but if he had to he would just force his boyfriends together. If they were mad... well he'd deal with that when the time came.

"Don't fall asleep on me," Janus said as he walked back out of the bathroom.

"Just resting my eyes darling, waiting for you to be by my side again." Janus rolled his eyes but smiled, sitting next to Roman, gently reaching for his hand, threading their fingers together. "Actually," Roman gave Janus' hand a little squeeze, "I was thinking about the play, the one I'm directing."

"I'm aware," Janus said, "What about it? Your final show is coming up soon, it's a bit late to be changing anything."

"Oh no, I wouldn't change perfection. I was actually thinking about the final show. Virgil isn't going to be able to make it due to a work thing, and I would hate to go to the cast party alone, so I was hoping you might be able to make it?" He asked, "Though it is a bit short timing."

Janus looked at Roman, eyes narrowed. His face mask cracked a little along the sides, it was almost time to take it off. "You're up to something."

Roman gaped, trying to hide it because yes he was up to something, and yes, Janus could read him exceptionally well, but this time it needed to work. "Love, I am offended you would think so low of me." He then lowered his voice, giving Janus' hand another squeeze. "I really do just want you there." And that part was honest he wanted the world for Janus, and if that meant having Janus be mad at him for interfering, he would weather the storm.

"Alright," Janus sighed, reaching over and grabbing the warm wash clothe. "It shouldn't be a problem for me to be there, but if you have shenanigans planned-" Janus started carefully wiping the face mask off of Roman.

"No Shenanigans," that was more of his brother's thing. Roman had plans instead.

[Section Break]

Janus should have known something was up when Roman asked him to the play. He had thoughtlessly assumed Virgil was avoiding the play, considering Twelfth Night was the play Janus had been performing in when they started dating in high school. Janus had assumed a lot of things and he was kicking himself for it. Virgil was here, sitting in a seat in the front row, the seat next to him empty and reserved for Janus. Gritting his teeth, Janus pushed his shoulders back, standing tall as he made his way to his seat. He had promised Roman he would be here, so he wasn't going to flake out now, but the moment they had some alone time, Janus was going to have a strong conversation with him. 

As he sat down, Janus heard the sharp intake of breath next to him and the frustrated growl. He didn't saw anything though, he didn't need to play into this.

"What are you doing here?" Virgil hissed, and this was exactly what he had been telling Roman about, Virgil didn't want to see him.

"Roman asked me to be here."

There was a brief bit of silence before Janus watched Virgil slump in his chair, it was out of the corner of his eye but Janus could still read him so well. "Of course he did," Virgil huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. 

Great, they felt the same way about this. 

Both fell into an awkward silence as the play started. Roman went up on stage, introducing the play and thanking everyone for being here. Janus was almost certain they locked eyes for a moment before Roman continued. He gave his normal spiel about patrons of the arts being important then left the stage, letting the actors take over. 

Janus watched the play in silence, slowly relaxing throughout it. He remembered playing Malvolio in high school, swaggering his way across the stage, and at the end of it, Virgil had met him with a bouquet of flowers. Virgil had been on tech crew for that show, and the two of them had traded quips and barbs like none other. Janus' heart yearned for the days when they could look at each other and know what the other was thinking. He looked over at Virgil, hoping to just catch a glance, but Virgil was already looking at him, brow scrunched up, biting his lip. Janus couldn't read him anymore, it had been years since they had seen each other, and just as long since they had been close. 

"You played him better," Virgil said, before turning his eyes away from Janus and back to the play. He was still worming his lip between his teeth and Janus was dumb struck. Was this an olive branch? A possible opening for a connection? He laid his arm flat on the divider between them, palm up. He was being too hopeful, but he tried to play it cool, resting his chin on his other hand, eyes turned to the stage. 

Sure enough, Virgil carefully placed his hand in Janus' fingers interlaced. He wasn't squeezing Janus' hand, still hesitant, but it still made Janus' heart soar. "I missed you," He whispered, when there was a brief pause in the play. He could see the way Virgil looked at him, analyzed him. Honestly, this was further than Janus thought he was going to get.

"Sorry I left and couldn't be there for you." Virgil squeezed his hand back, holding his fingers tightly. They had a lot to talk about after the play, a lot, but for the first time in years, they could figure it out together.

[miguel-manbemel]

There's one thought that came to me today about Sanders Sides, and specifically the nature of the Sides. So many people have missed one important, crucial point about the Sides. They're not human, and I don't mean that they can shapeshift, appear and disappear and all that stuff. I mean that each of the Sides represents just one limited zone of c!Thomas' psyche, and therefore they're only confined to that zone of Thomas.

What does it mean to judge them as humans? It means many people demand of them the complexity of action humans have, the same capacity to grow and evolve as if they were a fully fledged human, and that, my friends, just cannot happen, because it's not in their nature. I'll try to explain my point. We've seen the Sides learn and grow from different situations they went through in the past, and I say "have we?"

Don't mean they didn't go through the situations, I mean, did they really get a long term growth? In some cases they did, in others, the growth was incomplete or null, because the Sides are only able to grow in their own area of action in Thomas' psyche, and will remain, not oblivious, but, like that student that simply doesn't get how to solve a problem at school, and tries and tries to solve it right, but it just doesn't stick in their head. They will only learn the part of the solution in their area of expertise, and the rest will simply not stick at all.

For instance, Virgil knows if he causes a panic attack, Thomas will suffer and that will help no one, but he just can't help it, it's in his nature to cause panic attacks if the conditions are met. Other example, Roman knows that too much fantasy can be harmful, it can disconnect you from reality and that can break Thomas' heart. He knows, he's been told, but he can't help it. He's literally Thomas' dreams. Same way, Patton cannot escape the morality he was created with during Thomas' growth, Janus can't help making Thomas deceitful, Remus will show his creative thoughts at all cost no matter how it makes Thomas suffer, and Logan will always have problems to put feelings in the equation when trying to find solutions to an issue.

Does that mean that the whole show is a lie and the Sides are hopeless beings that can't learn from their mistakes? Not entirely, because when they face issues, they all face them together as a team, they go through them together and find a global solution that can help Thomas grow.

Then why do they revert back after learning so much about Thomas in the past? As I said, any item the Sides are not capable to learn according to their nature will not fully stick and they'll be prone to repeat problematic attitudes, even if they try not to.

What can be done then? The solution comes from Thomas. The Sides are Thomas and Thomas is all of them, and most important, he knows, or is learning, how to combine the different aspects of himself. In another analogy, the Sides and Thomas are like an orchestra and the orchestra conductor. Each instrument has only access to their partiture and can only play their own sound, even if they know how they're all supposed to sound together, only Thomas has the full information of the song, and only he can tell any of the Sides when to play and when to stand back.

To be fair, Thomas still doesn't have the full partiture ready, he's still writing on the fly, that's why the song is incomplete and both the Sides and Thomas are still struggling, but as the series goes on, the song keeps writing itself, slowly but surely and when it's complete, Thomas will have the full song and will learn how to make their Sides sound perfect in harmony...

Well, most probably, the song will never be fully complete or perfect, but eventually it will reach a grade of completion enough to make Thomas and his Side harmonious enough to make good, melodious songs. That is, eventually, Thomas will know how to be the best of a person he can be, because no one is perfect, but he will learn how to feel good enough, and how to be happy with himself and get as best as he can be.

That means the Sides will learn how each can help the other Sides in the areas they lack expertise so they don't repeat the same mistakes from the past. But they must learn to work together to reach that goal, they can't do it each on their own. When they learn this ultimate lesson, everything will get better for Thomas and the Sides.

[lily-janus]

The Art Of Letting Go

my first order for The Sleepy Bean Fanfic Cafe' on @tsspromptmonth this is for @edupunkn00b who wanted, a time travel AU with only one bed, time loops and any characters as long as we've got Logan in there. Hope you like it!

summary: Janus struggles with letting go of his husband Characters: Logan, Janus, a little bit of Virgil Relationships: romantic Loceit Word count: 1,506 Trigger warnings: car crash/car accident, death, grief, lots of angst, let me know if I missed anything.

Janus opened his eyes slowly, blinking as he got used to the light streaming from the window. Yesterday’s events returned to his mind slowly…

There was a car accident and... Logan is dead… his husband  is dead…

That can't be true… it couldn’t be true.

There was a knock on the door and Janus called the person in as he grappled with the reality of things. Logan was- standing in front of him?

Janus stared at the person standing next to the foot of his bed, Logan… and did he look younger?

Logan let out a sigh, “I know I'm the last person you want to see right now… but you haven't been to school for three days now, I had to check on you”

Three days? School? This felt familiar, a memory? A dream?

“I'm sorry about what I said, I know we always fight but I shouldn't have gone as far as I did” Logan stood there awkwardly, waiting for Janus to respond.

Janus then remembered this, during high school, Logan and him always fought, always trying to best one another... one fight went different though, Logan seemed more on edge and snapped at Janus harshly.

Rather conveniently, Janus got sick right after and didn't show up to school the next day, Logan felt guilty and came to Janus' house to apologize... that was the first time they really talked with each other.

The first step on the road that will eventually lead to them falling in love and getting married.

How is he back here? Was he dreaming? He pinched himself as hard as he could... and nothing happened. Odd.

"Janus?" Logan's voice snapped him back to the present... well the past that's apparently his present again?

Janus smiled, young Logan looked so cute and adoringly awkward, surely it couldn't hurt to stay here a while before trying to figure out what's happening, right?

Logan blushed, "what? You only smile at me when you're laughing at me, I don't think I did anything that can be mocked-"

"You actually think I didn't come to school for 3 days, because of our little fight? Oh honey, give me some credit, I know I can be petty but even I have a limit." He smirked.

Logan looked confused, adorable, "why else would you-"

"I'm sick, Pointdexter, as shocking as it may seem, not everything is about you." Janus teased, knowing full well how selfless Logan tends to be.

He cleared his throat, embarrassed, "ah... I see, I shall leave you to recover then." He went to leave and Janus hesitated for a second.

"...I could use company though." 

Logan stopped and turned around, frowning, "my company? You really are sick."

Janus chuckled, "indeed I am, I might not make it, would you deny a dying man's wish?"

Logan rolled his eyes, "you're not dying, Janus, but if you truly want me here... I guess I don't mind."

They spent the rest of the day together, talking, drinking tea, reading next to each other.

This was perfect, Janus almost never wanted it to end as he went back to sleep.

He woke up the next day, blinking against the light and hearing a soft knock on his door.

Logan walked in, why was he still so awkward? They spent all of yesterday together...

Logan let out a sigh, “I know I'm the last person you want to see right now… but you haven't been to school for three days now, I had to check on you”

What? That was exactly what he said yesterday...

"Logan? We already talked about this-"

"I know I said some awful things... I crossed the line, I didn't mean to go so far." Logan continued, as if he didn't hear Janus.

"Logan? I'm sick, remember? We spent all of yestarday together?"

"Ah... I see, I shall leave you to recover then." He said, as if only hearing the first part.

Something was wrong here wasn't it? They just had this exact conversation... or did they? Logan doesn't seem to remember and his memory is flawless...

Janus shrugged off the weird feeling, asking Logan to stay again, and they spent another perfect day together.

Except... the same thing happened the next day, and the day after that... what was happening?

"Logan, what's happening?" Janus tried to ask when the day started the same for the 6th time.

"Oh dear, are you sick? Is that why you didn't come to school? ...well that's embarrassing... guess I should leave then..."

Janus was starting to freak out now, "I'll come with you!" He jumped out of bed, grabbing Logan's hand and dragging him outside. 

The moment he opened the front door, however, he woke up in his bed again, Logan knocking softly on the door to his room.

This can't be happening... was he trapped? For how long?

...does it matter?

Logan is right here... why would he want out? What does life have to offer him without-

He shoved the thought away, knowing it'll lead to pain. No, even if he was trapped, he didn't want to leave... he's not ready to let him go... he just can't...

"Come in" he called his future husband in, he can stay here forever...

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Logan felt... stuck, and he couldn't place why. He just came to Janus' house to apologize, they may not like each other but he never meant to hurt him.

But... didn't he do that already? He looked at the date, no he definitely wasn't here yesterday, he was sure of it.

The strange Deja-vu feeling persisted, however, despite all the facts pointing at it being the first time he came here.

He was walking to Janus' house to apologize, he never meant to hurt him despite their differences. But he couldn't shake off the feeling of something being extremely wrong. 

All the facts checked out, however, so he couldn't fathom what could be wrong...

He was walking to Janus' house to... to apologize...

Why could he hear a car crash?

...he never liked Janus much but he never intended to hurt him...

Distant ambulance sirens

...he- he needs to apologize to set things right...

Pain... he could feel pain everywhere...

"Come in!" Janus called from inside and Logan walked in. He looked at Janus and began apologizing.

Janus' face, struck with grief and shock...

...he's... he's not supposed to be here, does he?

"Janus? ...where are we?"

Janus froze, turning slowly to look at Logan, "...at my house of course, you came to check on me and-"

"Janus." He cut him off firmly but gently, "you know that's not what I meant... I'm... I'm gone, aren't I? in the process at least."

"You don't have to be...! You... WE could stay here... for... for as long as we want!" Janus grabbed his hands firmly, as if fearing he'll slip away.

Logan smiled softly as his husband, shaking his head, "you know this is wrong, Jan... you have to let me go."

Janus shook his head frantically, "no... no, no, no! I can't... I'm not strong enough... please I..  let's just stay... please!" He buried his face in Logan's chest, clinging to him desperately.

Logan brushed his hand over his husband's hair gently, "have I ever told you when was the first time I realized my feelings for you?"

Janus shook his head without looking up, crying, his tears staining Logan's shirt.

"We were on our way to meet our friends for a vacation, there was a storm and my car broke down, we had to walk in the rain for the nearest motel and, of course, the only room available there had only one bed. I would have offered to sleep on the floor but it was cold so we had to sleep together to keep each other from freezing."

"I remember that, the next morning I told you"

"Don't get used to it" they said in unison, then chuckled, Janus finally looking up to meet his eyes.

"That morning I realized... I liked waking up next to you." Logan said, "you'll always have these memories, Jan, and our friends will help you. You'll get through this, I know you will. I love you."

"I love you too... so much... I don't know what I'll do without you.." Janus said.

Logan felt himself slipping away and smiled, "you'll figure it out, you were always the smartest of us two." And with that, he disappeared forever, his consciousness finally letting go.

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Janus watched his husband disappear, and his surroundings soon after.

Next thing he knew, he was in his room... their room, blinking away tears. A knock came from his door and a tiny part of him still hoped it was Logan.

But, of course if wasn't, Virgil walked in instead.

"Hey... you've been hold up in your room since the funeral... how you holding up?"

Janus broke down, tears streaming down his face as Virgil went to hug him tight, "I've been better..."

But he'll get through it... he has to, he promised Logan.

[maddragonfruit]

Picture this if you will

You're Virgil Sanders, Thomas's Anxiety, you're like, the only side he doesn't know about.

He accidentally found out about your two friends a couple years ago, and since then Janus has been adamant he doesn't find out about you, since Thomas already isn't dealing with the fact he's got a side of intrusive thoughts and a side of deceit very well. (Even though Janus isn't even a bad guy)

And for a while that's fine, Remus, and occasionally Janus show up to cause Thomas a little turmoil, get "Defeated" and then leave. You're cool with that.

But then, they start leaving for longer, Thomas even summons them occasionally, and their conversations and suggestions (At least Janus's) no longer seem to be met with outright hostility.

And that's fine, because that's what's good for Thomas, accepting the darker parts of himself or whatever.

But.. there's a voice in the back of your head. And you know that it's not true and you just need to ignore it but you can't.

Because it's telling you how soon enough you're going to be alone, why would they stay with you when both of them have the chance to be helpful and wanted or at least tolerated by Thomas?

And it's be so much easier to believe it wasn't true if Janus didn't keep persuading and explaining to Thomas why he needed to take the time and rewards for himself when he needed them, with less and less pushback and argument each time.

And not to mention, that even once Thomas has figured out how to minimize Remus's damage, which he had complained about beyond belief when it had first happened, you don't miss how his face lights up when Logic questions him on how one of his ideas would practically work in real life, or when the other creativity mentions perhaps his idea for a gruesome monster wouldn't be the worst thing to create in the imagination, if only for an engaging and worthy enemy to heroically defeat. So even though Remus isn't helping Thomas, he's still being listened too.

So now, the voice in your head is louder, and all you can do is anxiously count down to when they leave you.

And you don't mean to get meaner, more snappy and more distant.

It surprises you when they even notice it, why would you care about me if all you do is spend time with the others? but you just ignore the both of them and move on, they don't seem too focused on figuring out what's wrong

and so things go on, and you barely interact without some sort of comment, but you doubt they even care anymore. You can't even come out of your room whenever Thomas summons them for one of his stupid videos, can't bear seeing their smug faces.

And you leave your room one day and Janus notices you, and he asks what's wrong, like he cares, because he must have just properly noticed something was wrong and he's checking so he can pretend to be an even better person to get in Thomas's good books. And you explode.

You yell at him, about how you know him and Remus are going to leave you, and you can't stand seeing them walk around here, pitying you, trying to pretend they won't leave like you don't know they will, because why wouldn't they? How neither of them must care for you at this point, how could they when Thomas and the other stupid sides, the "Good" ones have started tolerating their existence.

And you regret it as soon as you say it, because everything that comes from your head is paranoia and stupid thoughts, but it's too late to turn back now, and you are angry, so you just glare at him, wondering what he's going to do next.

And for a moment, his face seems to be struck with the most hurt expression you've seen from years, heck, it's the only hurt expression you've seen from him in forever, the first one that seemed genuine at least. But it's gone in an instant, replaced by annoyance and indifference.

He apologizes, he apologizes for expecting maturity from you, he says he's clearly spent too much time around the core sides and Thomas, and is now expecting their level of problem solving and acceptance from someone who clearly doesn't have the capacity for it.

And that stings, but you can't take back what you've said now and neither can he, so you stomp off to your room and hide under your blankets as your brain tells you how horrible of a person you are and how there's no chance anyone would want to stay with you now.

And you're right, because I week later, something happens. And you feel awful, because you know it's your fault and the fact that Janus, just, did that, is awful, it's awful and terribly because you still cared, and you can't imagine why he did it, but you know, no matter what he tells Thomas and the others, it's your fault.

And when he comes back, he just begins to pack up his stuff, and you want to say something, anything, apologize, yell some more, cry, but all you can do is stand there and stare as Janus packs up everything and anything he's ever owned.

Remus joins him halfway through, and you still can't make yourself talk, can't make yourself do anything except stare numbly because you knew this was going to happen, and you got meaner and more distant so it wouldn't hurt so much and it still hurts like you're dying.

And now they're both gone, gone to live with Thomas and all the other helpful sides and left you alone. Alone in a space in the mind that's never been so empty.

Every piece of art, every photo, even every mess and every smatter of Damage Remus made is gone, leaving nothing but the furniture, their rooms are empty. Leaving you completely and utterly alone.

And it's all your fault.

I love Sanders Sides Au's where Virgil swaps introduction wise with either Janus or Remus because when Janus and Remus were introduced in season two, Thomas was so genuinely surprised and shaken, (though he has kinda calmed down around Janus, and he hasn't had enough cannon interactions yet with Remus) and like worried about them. But when Virgil first showed up in season one Thomas was just like "Dear god, this bitch again?" like he wasn't threatened at all

and I just think its funny that if Remus had showed up in season one instead of season two, instead of being generally feared and have Thomas be confused by him. Thomas would have just been slightly annoyed and gotten rid of him in five fucking minutes, please tell you find this as funny as I do

[anxiouslyfred]

Be Prepared

For @dukexietyweek prompt Pranks

Summary:

Warnings: bondage mention, spanking mention

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There was a scourge of pranks happening in Thomas's mind. Soft balls balanced over doors, toilets covered in cling-film and lids closed, doors getting locked while someone's inside the room and marbles appearing on the floor in front of beds and sofa: all manner of pranks were happening and making most of the sides double check where they're stepping, looking around the area more carefully than they ever usually would.

Virgil always did this so nobody questioned whether he was being impacted by the pranks at all.

Then there was Remus. Remus who everyone knew was getting pranked like them because of his delighted laughter each time he was gotten.

Remus who had to be the culprit.

"ENOUGH! REMUS SANDERS GET YOUR BUTT HERE!" Janus's scream had everyone going to him, Remus already holding out a paddle and trying to walk backwards so he could be spanked immediately.

"Yes punish me double D. What've I done?" He crooned, wiggling his bum again.

Janus gave him a flat glare. “Given the chaos we've had in the last week, perhaps the more appropriate question should be what haven't you done?”

“The pranks weren't me? Why would I do things that sneakily and not admit to it so I can laugh at everyone?” Remus protested, not even attempting to pretend he wasn't aware of what the conversation about. “But spank me anyway, punish me for the culprits since. Make me loud enough he can hear what I'll do for him.”

The paddle vanished from his hand when he tried pushing it towards Janus again. “One more prank, one more at all, and I will personally work with Roman to destroy every creature, monstrosity, and whore-house within the imagination. Everything you've created there will be gone, if just one more prank occurs.” He stated, cold and resolute. “Admit to your pranks and apologise to us all.”

Roman stepped back, as if to leave the room. “No. We're both Creativity and I'm not helping in utter destruction of creations and ideas that develop my stories most of the time. Find some other punishment.”

“You got everyone here!” Remus cheered, as if Roman's words had made him notice the rest of them. “How about I tell you all what I'd do for or let the prankster do to me until you agree that that can't be me?”

*

The list of offers Remus was making to whomever was doing pranks did nothing to convince most of the sides of his innocence. Logan dubiously thought this was a planned reaction to avoid actual punishment when confronted over everything.

It was still carrying on when all the sides other than Logan had grown bored and decided to do something to help Thomas or relax for a while. He was trying to wait it out in order to learn just what needed resolving to calm Remus down again.

He was fairly sure he'd be successful until Remus was summoned elsewhere in the mind space quite forcibly so given the startled expression Logan only caught a glimpse of.

*

"They actually believe I was the one doing all of this as if their caution in case of pranks hasn't made your job worlds easier." Remus began cackling as soon as he recognised Virgil.

“Yet you aren't surprised that it's me?” He countered, leaning against his door.

Remus grinned, making no move to stand from where the summoning had dropped him. “Made your job easier, didn't it? Without anyone being scared of you or yelling about exaggeratedly negative reactions. Course it was going to be you.”

Virgil smirked, eyes dragging over him. “And all those offers? Intended for anyone in the space you dared try to claim themselves the prankster, or specifically for me?”

“Can you see anyone else enjoying both bondage and making out in confined spaces?” Remus countered.

“Could've had different ones aimed at different people. Logan likes challenging logistics and we both know Janus will tie people up physically just as soon as verbally.” He shrugged, “But I do like knowing all of those things are options. I bet you have so many more than that though.”

Remus's grin turned shark like. “Take up my offers and find out.”

[hyperfixated-homo]

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right now im having thoughts about how people dont mess with the mechanics of the mindscape enough. i mentioned this partially when i posted about how people don't utilize the sides rooms enough (and i stand by that, there is so much missed potential there) but i'm also talking about some of the functions of each side kinda?

like, one specific example, ive seen a couple fics where logan is in charge of this library that contains all of thomas' memories, and thats cool and all but i think all of them kinda gloss over the fact that cannonically, patton is in charge of memory keeping. like, he is the nostalgia parent side. why do we assign that role to logan so often? (maybe not that often, but often enough that i think about it at least)

the main exception i think is janus, who's job is literally to hide things from thomas, and the fandom has portrayed doing that in every way ever.

but since im here, im just gonna list some of my favourite ideas for other functions/mindscape fuckery people could use (basically, headcannon dumping)

Logan being in charge of Thomas' base functions. He is the brain, so I think a lot more of his time would be spent making sure his brain is sending the right signals to all the parts of Thomas' body, instead of just working on memories and planning. This means we can still keep our workaholic Logan agenda too :)

The subconscious is where everyone's rooms are, not just the dark sides. When a side is not actively being used, they go back to the subconscious, because they are always in the back of Thomas' mind. The "mind palace" is the only place they can all meet without being affected by the room they are in

Adding on to my previous point, in the past the dark sides would only be able to talk to each other if they went to each others rooms, since more often than not the light sides are occupying the mind palace. I like to believe they've all kinda got an immunity to each other's rooms now, from how often they accidentally slept over

The imagination isn't really a thing, it's just Roman and Remus creating new rooms and areas already connected to the core mind palace (which roman technically created as well?)

Remus lives in the walls. This isn't a joke. He would.

Oh also, I've seen stories where Remus is the only side who can break into any room in the mindscape, and I support it wholeheartedly. He's the most intrusive mf ever and he's so proud of it

I mentioned before that Patton would be in charge of memories, but I don't really think that's true. I think they all control memory management to some extent. Patton is in charge of nostalgic childhood memories, Roman is in charge of Thomas' knowledge of music and theater, Logan is in charge of education, Virgil is in charge of everyday memories (remember when Logan threw a laptop at Thomas' in AA to prove that point?) as well as a couple embarrassing ones from the past, Janus is in charge of forgotten/unneeded memories and Remus is in charge of all the stuff Thomas probably doesn't want to remember but will anyways because life sucks. Yeah I don't really know which ones go best for Janus and Remus but I think it would be something like that?

I like to think that Janus doesn't actually have scales. Think about how fucking funny it would be if at some point we learn that no, it's literally just makeup. He started doing it for fun but now it's become a staple of his character. He's basically cosplaying himself. (this is a joke hc, Janus with scales gave me some of my favourite angst fics to date)

I think it would be funny if Logan had a train of thought going through his room at all times. I doubt he would get the joke

Going back to my previous post, I'm still thinking about how the world might fuzz or disappear around the edges when it's too far away from Thomas. Like, think Coraline in the other dimension. The sides can go on walks but they always end up back in the same place

there are probably other thoughts i've had that I can't think of right now, but these are a couple fun ones

[beauty-and-passion]

So, how do you think Orange will interact with everyone, going off what we've seen so far?

Oooh, that's interesting! Well, this is all speculative and it will mostly depend on how Orange's character will be, but let's try it anyway!

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PATTON: considering that Orange should be his brother, things would be very interesting. He could be a nice, affectionate (even if hotheaded) brother, who wants Patton to grow a spine and impose himself. Or he could have a lot of resentment towards him, because Patton's moral imposed Thomas to be good at all costs and the consequence was shunning Orange away.

Both ideas would be very interesting, but I'm very weak for the second one because angst is never enough.

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ROMAN: Roman doesn't like the dark sides, so why would he have a nice relationship with Orange? It's very possible he can't stand this guy, just like he couldn't stand Virgil and he still can't stand Janus and Remus.

Orange... it depends. He might be sarcastic like Janus, insult Roman or lash out against him. There are a lot of possibilities.

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LOGAN: that's currently the most interesting relationship we all want to see, because there's a huge chance Logan would be afraid of Orange. It's 90% confirmed that Orange will be the embodiment of Wrath and wrath defines logic. So if we have Logan scared of him, that would be veeery interesting to see.

But Orange’s actions towards Logan would be even more interesting. He could be a scary Side who looms over Logan, follows him in his every step and lurks in the dark, waiting for his chance to take control.

Or - and I really like this possibility - he might present himself as an ally and offer his services to Logan. On a superficial level, it would look like he does it just to reach Thomas, because he’s a Dark Boy TM. But on a deeper level, it would be a great way to show how useful he can be - and this alliance would give a great push to Logan's character arc, so I’m all for it.

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VIRGIL: I’m sure Virgil and Orange are definitely very familiar with each other, because they’re both dark side. And, just like it was for the previous two dark sides, Virgil will definitely not like Orange. Maybe because he will be a violent Side (or appear as such?), maybe for other reasons. But we can be 200% sure that Virgil will not like him.

While Orange... who knows. Maybe he will ignore Virgil or like him. But I would adore if he’s resentful. I would love if he’s the only Side who will face Virgil and tell him he’s an hypocrite and a traitor, because he left his family to go to the Core Sides. I want Orange to hate Virgil for this and be very, VERY bitter.

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REMUS: Orange’s nature makes him a good fuel for any kind of action - creative ones included. So they could be a great duo, with Orange being the fire from which Remus gets all the energy he needs for his creative ideas. And they could enjoy the dark, violent turns of them.

I just want them to be chaotic friends, is it too much to ask? ;P

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JANUS: again, it depends. We know Janus is the Side who hides him, just like he hides Remus. And we know Janus and Remus have a friendly relationships. so he could have a friendly relationship with Orange as well.

And here we have two big possibilities:

A) Orange might appear as nice and friendly but secretly hate Janus because of his confinment. He might pretend to be nice, while all he wants is to kill the other Side.

B) Orange adores Janus. He’s his biggest fan and does everything he says, because he trusts him with his life. And he could do it, because Janus gave him a new home, when Patton sent him away from the first one he had. Janus accepted him for who he is, while his own brother did not.

That could connect beautifully with a potential resentment towards Patton and explain his hate for Virgil: how dare Virgil left for the brother who never liked him? It’s very easy to see Virgil is a traitor.

Also (and I know it’s a small thing, but it works), chromatically speaking, yellow and orange have very, VERY similar tones and that could explain a potentially close relationship between these two.

[bruisedribs]

@anxiouslyfred so I wanted to clean up the au in a new post and also. involve androids. apparently.

mafia au - fake marriage dukeceit, real dukexiety and roceit, possibly rosleepceit?

setting: chicago because we needed a setting and it was the first american city i thought of (what do you mean i just want them to vandalize the bean statue)

The Chicago Mafia is involved with fun things such as drug cartels, weapon dealings, black-market auctions, money laundering, and prostitution. They have two ways to ensure absolute loyalty (and to avoid pesky matters such as people snitching or attempting to sue them) - firstly, to make sure all members of the mafia have legally binding ties to the family such as marriage, and secondly, to use androids for all the shit jobs (like manufacturing drugs, going into dangerous places, being prostitutes... bodyguards!)

Obviously, they don't want to advertise that androids exist. So androids are a very black-market thing. They look and act just like humans! But you can force them to obey! And hurt them however you want! Fun for the whole family.

Anyway, they don't use androids to actually deal the drugs, just to make them. Which means that maybe sometimes the drugs get into the wrong hands. Like, in the hands of Virgil's dealer. And maybe this gets Virgil into trouble and he has to work for a drug cartel for a while because his dealer sold him out to save their own skin. (It didn't work. Obviously. The dealer disappeared - unclear if it was the mafia or Janus.)

Virgil and Janus go way back. They're ride-or-die. They had shitty upbringings, found each other, and have stuck together since. Janus has lots of experience keeping them out of trouble.

Except then Virgil accidentally overhears something juicy. Maybe an android override code. Maybe something about how the hierarchy is falling apart. Whatever it is, it's big, and he could definitely lose his life if anyone found out that he knew.

So of course Virgil shares this extremely dangerous information with Janus during a panic attack. Janus immediately gets onto doing whatever they can to make sure the mafia leaves them alone.

One interesting way of making the mafia leave them alone in the long run? Marry someone in a high position. Which is exactly what Janus does.

Remus accidentally wandered into an important deal that took place over a game of poker. To be fair, the restaurant front would usually have been open at that time of night, and the back entrance was unlocked. Remus knows one of the non-mafia staff and has chilled in the kitchen with no problem multiple times in the past.

This time, however, Remus ends up not only participating in the poker game but also winning, and one of the two mafia branches immediately claims him. The one with a higher standing in the hierarchy, which would have more to lose if it was found out that Remus was a nobody.

So now Remus is apparently a part of the mafia. He knows enough that they can't tell for sure that he's a nobody or not, and it wouldn't be the first time that someone in a low position gets an extreme promotion. But Remus is enough of a question mark that they have to ensure his loyalty, and so Remus suddenly has a folder of potential spouses to look through.

Marrying someone in the mafia would mean having to stay in the mafia, so Remus decides that marrying a stranger is the best way to get out of this. Good for him then, that Janus says yes.

It's during their impromptu wedding that things start to fall apart. Remus had invited his twin Roman as his witness, and Roman falls immediately for Janus. Janus had invited Virgil to be their witness, and Virgil and Remus definitely click. It could all have easily been solved with some exchange of identities - Roman's idea - if not for the mafia connections that three of them have.

At first, Janus and Remus agree to keep Virgil and Roman in the dark, but Virgil also has to be under their protection. Roman ends up being excluded, and he has no idea why. Remus is his twin, and he thought he had something with Janus, and he was at least friendly with Virgil, so why was he suddenly the outsider?

Enter Remy. He's secured a good position in the mafia after spending years undercover; he knows who Remus is, and from there it's not hard to find the connection to Roman. So Remy offers Roman a deal - he'll give Roman information in exchange for coffee.

It's a suspiciously one-sided deal until Remy follows Roman to introduce himself to Remus, Janus, and Virgil.

Now Roman also has to be protected. Which means that Roman and Virgil end up spending a lot more time together. Usually, Roman would spend his time going to auditions, but it's too dangerous to go out alone and Virgil refuses to come with him. Roman's new creative outlet is to channel the whole situation into his writing. The problem is, for whatever plan Janus is putting together with Remus and Remy to work, there can't be manuscripts detailing everything. Virgil offers to edit Roman's writing with the intention of sabotaging it; it kind of works. Kind of.

While Roman and Virgil are... "bonding". Remy and Janus have started a game of seducing information out of each other. Making Roman even more confused about his relationship with Janus. And of course, Remy has been flirting with Roman too.

Besides that, Janus and Remy are working on an actual plan. They need to figure out who the head of the family is, and they can use Remus' position to start sabotaging. It would be too dangerous for Remy to get directly involved in sabotage.

Remus takes to playing up being a human disaster while continuing to do the work he's assigned. If the people around him start getting harmed... then wouldn't it be a good solution to exchange them for androids? Then Remus can do less direct damage.

But! Who said that androids can't gain sentience?

Now there are two ways to destroy the mafia from the inside out. Unravel the hierarchy to put Remus on top, or free the androids. Without them, the mafia suddenly has a lot less manpower they're willing to risk.

[unsymp-sides-content]

Ok. This is probably gonna be a little long and I'm sorry for that-

So, Thomas decides that he's done with the sides hiding secrets from him and wants to learn about the other darks that Janus keeps hidden.

So he summons the main four and they all agree that they're tired of Janus keeping secrets from them and summon Janus.

Janus pops up, pretty confused, but before he can say anything, the others demand that he summons the hidden sides. Janus refuses. Saying that they're dangerous and that Thomas isn't ready to meet them.

But the main four keep demanding that Janus summons them. Spitting insults, slurs, and harmful words at Janus (who can taste lies. And he knows that they're telling the truth, at least what they believe to be the truth) when Janus keeps refusing.

It's mainly Virgil and Roman throwing the insults. Some really hurtful ones from Virgil, "I don't know why I ever trusted you. " "all you do is get in the way" "why did you think you were deserving of acceptance" etc etc

And from Roman, "All you do is lie" "do us a favour, and duck out" "you're trying to ruin Thomas's life" "stop keeping secrets from us before you make us stop you"

And Janus keeps shrinking in on himself with every insult. Barely holding back tears, until he goes to sink back down. Only to be summoned by Thomas (they can't ignore when Thomas summons them) again and again, just to be yelled at more

When Janus does eventually does start crying they make fun of that too, calling him weak and a crybaby. Janus slides down the wall, trying to cover his ears as the others join in on the insults.

Thomas only says one thing to Janus, "I hate you! You're the worst thing that has ever happened to me! If you ever cared about me you would tell me!"

As soon as Thomas says that, Janus sinks out, and they can't summon him again.

The main four are confused, but eventually a new side raises up, Wrath. And then another, Jealousy. And another, Ignorance. And another and another and another.

A total of 5 new sides are now standing in Thomas's living room, Wrath seems to be the leader of the group but refuses to answer any questions.

Virgil had never met these sides, Janus always kept them locked away in the subconscious, far away from them. So he's naturally really curious about them.

Ignorance is really chatty. Talking for long stretches of time and about strange topics. He distracts Thomas from the aches in his chest as he speaks.

As time goes on, Thomas feels less and less excited, tears start leaking down his face for a reason he can't pinpoint.

Meanwhile with Janus. He ducked out. And no one went after him. Janus is crying loudly, his body shaking. Even if he wanted to come back, he couldn't. The mindscape had deemed Janus unneeded after the hidden sides got revealed (and their center saying that they would rather him be dead doesn't help...). Janus is fading.

Its an hour later when Thomas breaks down. The other sides trying to comfort him but failing as their own minds start to spew their problems and fears out loud. Even the new sides, revealing their names too early, their plans, their past. Everything

It only takes five minuites for Remus to rise up. Tears staining his face as he throws a yellow snake patch on the ground. He locks eyes with Thomas "what did you do"

The others explain. The dark sides were getting angrier and angrier with every sentence.

Thomas asks where Janus is, Remus can't meet his eyes as he tells him that the yellow side is gone, faded, dead.

The sides don't know what to do anymore.

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So... Yeah... Opinions? Critiques? Idk if I'm going to write this but it's been driving me crazy for days

Okay, I love this idea! If you end up writing it, please let me know. Overall, I don't really have much to add. You've done a good job laying out the plot in a lot of detail. My only suggestions are 1) maybe when the main four are yelling at Janus, you could also have Virgil use information from his past with Janus to try and further hurt him/turn the others against him and 2) maybe instead of having all of the other dark sides appear at once, you should spread out their introductions since that would be less overwhelming both for you and the reader. Maybe after Janus disappears, Remus shows up and yells at the others for what they did and warns them that they're in danger. And then the others appear slowly, one by one, over the next few days as they start to realize they aren't trapped anymore, with whichever one you consider the worst being the last to get there. That way, you can spend more time properly showing the effect each of them have and why they're dangerous and you can build up suspense as the sides appearing start to get more and more dangerous to Thomas. Aside from that, I think this is a really great idea and I'd love to know if you decide to expand on it.

[feralraccoonman]

This is like...I still can't with the name. Like with Virgil's, and even REMUS'S name reveal, I EXPECTED it.

Like...I expected it from Remus, honestly. I'm like...yeahhhh he can't keep a secret, he clearly has a loud mouth, etc-

But. Like. HECCING JANUS. MY DUDES.

Idk, maybe I SHOULD have expected it, since we've kinda known him for so long, but I guess I just got so used to thinking of him as JUST deceit, that I kinda forgot he HAD an actual name-

It was...

I mean like.

I know I'm sounding biased because it's no secret that he's been my favorite character for EVER, but like.

But because of that factor added in with a few others...I truly believe that his name reveal was the most impactful out of all of them so far.

Let me explain:

For Logan, Patton, and Roman, it was almost flippant. Like...of course it was important, I remember when it happened and everyone was likely "oh wow, they have names", etc, ofc, but they weren't regarded as...sacred, almost, like they were with the other three so far.

First was Virgil. We all remember how big of a deal it was for him. He was TERRIFIED. He was so scared, he looked like he was going to cry almost. But there is also the fact that he'd already made the decision in his mind that he was doing this as a THANK YOU for caring about him, in a way. Like...this was him showing that HE trusted THEM. That mirrors Janus, in a way. I'll explain in a minute.

For now, we're taking the next step and moving on to Remus. First off, there was literally no dramatic buildup other than the "or, you COULD, just call me by my name...Remus." line. Even Thomas was put off by that, because I guess after Virgil ya really aren't expecting it to be that easy for them. But Remus is pretty much the personification of "no filter", so I guess it stands to reason that he doesn't censor anything about himself, in addition to the intrusive nature of his role. So, it stands to reason that out of the two so far, his name reveal is the lower ranking one.

Now, to Janus. His reveal, in my mind, was the most impactful because he chose to create a vulnerable situation for himself, such an out-of-character situation, JUST so he could prove his worth to Thomas and the others, to PROVE why he deserves to be trusted in this moment. He takes the chance, knowing that if this goes wrong, he doesn't get a re-do, and he chooses, ON HIS OWN, make himself the most vulnerable we've ever really seen a side. (I'm only talking about as far as names go right here. In general vulnerability, I'm gonna say that Virgil usually takes the lead with that, esp the end of DWIT)

But REGARDLESS of that, Janus chooses to willingly put himself in that very uncomfortable position, and if you look at his face...he's terrified.

Look at him, REALLY LOOK at him, and tell me that that isn't the face of someone who is about to absolutely shatter.

He mirrors Virgil in that way, they both seemed scared out of their minds when their name reveals happened. The difference in that is that Virgil offered up his as a leavening chip, almost. A way to show that he trusted the others AFTER they trusted him. But with Janus is was different. He went the opposite route. He showed he trusted the others SO THAT they would in turn, MAYBE, trust him back. THAT is where they mirror each other, AND where they deviate.

There is so much WEIGHT to that, it's like...it was uncalled for, unplanned, and THAT'S why it is so impactful.

Both of the others were somewhat called for, or brought up organically.

But this? With Janus? He made that call on his own. He was making the call of showing trust to receive it, and I think that's pretty amazing.

[snek-snacc-ficc]

Want Sanders Sides requests? Take your pick: 1)Patton and Janus are "rivals." Whenever they meet, they coldly go "Deceit." "Morality." & then exchange a sassy remark & go on their way. Everyone thinks they hate each other. But really, they're bfs. 2)Sides can't die, but Roman doesn't know that. So when Virgil comes back after getting accidentally killed Roman thinks it's Deceit and rejects him. 3)Patton starts showing frog traits & freaks out thinking Thomas is rejecting him. Janus comforts him.

Me? Finally getting around to finishing fic requests? It's more likely than you think. In all seriousness thank you for the request, I’m sorry its taken so long to get to.

I had to go with prompt 3, I’m a sucker for froggy Patton.

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All the lights in Patton’s room were turned off and the curtains pulled shut, leaving the room in complete darkness. It would have been silent as well, were it not for the sniffles coming from said side who was curled up underneath his covers, tears streaming down his cheeks despite how hard he had tried to blink them away. 

Patton had woken up that morning with a horrified gasp upon seeing his reflection in the mirror. Splotches of moist, slick green skin had started to pop up sporadically across his body, and his eyes had formed an orange tint with his pupils becoming subtly more dark and slanted. 

The sight made his stomach churn. Only the dark sides ever exhibited any animal traits, and while he and subsequently Thomas had started seeing them in a different light, the fact that he was now changing appearance couldn’t be good. Despite how hard he had been trying to loosen up a bit Thomas’ view of him was changing, and not for the better.

He sunk back into bed, not daring to think about facing the others in this state.

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Since the last episode’s ordeal there was a noticeable tension in the mindscape. The sides would silently shuffle through the kitchen every now and then during the day. Roman and Virgil seemed to stay close, throwing dirty looks Janus’s way, and Logan drifted about his business expressionless, acting as if he didn’t even notice the others around him, before retreating back to his room for the rest of the day. With the strain between everyone it was easy for Patton’s absence and failed attempts to lighten the mood to go unnoticed. 

It wasn’t until afternoon that Janus realized he was missing when he came into the commons for their usual chat (a routine that they had fallen into in the weeks since the last video). It was then that he also registered he hadn’t seen Patton at all that day. He may not have been welcomed in the light side of the mindscape for very long, but that didn’t seem like normal Patton behavior. A spark of worry came over him and immediately he sunk out in search of the other.

His first instincts led him to the main hallway of the light side, where all the doors to their rooms were. He couldn’t help but notice his own door was currently residing there. In the past few weeks it had been constantly switching at random between here and its place in the dark sides half, as if the mindscape couldn’t quite decide where to put it. Next to it was the light blue door leading to Patton’s room, littered with brightly colored stickers of everything cheerful from hearts to smiling cookies on its exterior. He knocked on it gently. “Patton? Are you in there?”

He was met with the sound of shuffling from the other side and Patton spoke up, his voice carrying an obvious over-chipper tone that was only made more apparent by the way his voice cracked when he spoke. “Oh, Janus, yes, I’m just feeling a little sick though kiddo, I wouldn’t come in.”

The scent of lies lingering in the air became even more apparently overwhelming when Janus pushed open the door and stepped into the darkened room.

His gaze fell on the lump of sheets on the bed. A pathetic final attempt at a cough came out from them as Patton mumbled something about not wanting him to get sick before he threw the covers off the figure entirely. Unable to make out much more than Patton’s form he switched on the nightstand lamp and was greeted with the sight of the other’s current situation. 

Patton immediately looked away, eyes brimming with tears.

Janus was admittedly surprised at the sight. The incident with “Lilypadton” had already been an unexpected factor in the events after the wedding. Never did he think that it would carry into his appearance afterwards.

Before he had a chance to process words of comfort Patton cried out in a choked sob, “Why is this happening to me?” His voice sounded deeper than usual, his words carrying a slight reverberation to them. “I’ve tried so hard to loosen up but it doesn’t matter, I’m still hurting Thomas and now-” he stifled what sounded like a cross between a sob and a croak, “and now he doesn’t even like me.”

Janus reached out and gripped Patton’s hand. “And what makes you think that?”

“This!” he gestured across himself, “All of this. I wouldn’t look like this if he didn’t think I was bad.”

Janus couldn’t help but grimace at that. “Thank you Patton.”

“Wha- oh,” his eyes widened, suddenly remembering the scales decorating the other sides face, “I’m sorry, I didn’t, I mean you’re-”

Janus sighed. This was new for all of them, he couldn’t blame Patton for the way he was feeling right now. “I know,” he said, “It’s alright.” He pulled him into a hug, Patton leaning into his chest, appreciating the comforting embrace.

Janus held him silently a moment, choosing his next words carefully. 

“You know, snakes almost universally represent trickery. Deceitfulness. Goodness knows Thomas knows that, in part thanks to you.”

Patton hummed in acknowledgment.

“Well, frogs have been known to symbolize a rebirth of sorts, things changing. That’s not always a bad thing either. You even said something along those lines yourself if I recall.”

Patton nodded, his tears slowing their fall and beginning to dry.

“Thomas’ view of you, of all of us, has altered since he was younger, it’s probably even changed quite a bit from a month or a week ago. Your job as his morality can and should be something fluid, and he’s now starting to really understand that. Maybe that thought process is manifesting partially in your physical appearance, but that doesn’t lessen the importance of your role, and it certainly doesn’t mean Thomas no longer wants or needs you.”

Patton sat up a bit, wiping the remaining wetness from his face. 

“Thank you, Janus,” he said, given the other a gentle smile.

He gave him one last squeeze before breaking away and standing up. “Of course dear heart.”

He gave Patton an amused look, taking in his new appearance. “Just between you and I,” he said, “green totally isn’t your color. Just, don’t try to make a huge deal out of it. I think Remus has laid claim to it for his Disney villain aesthetic.”

Patton laughed as the two of them sunk out.

[mother-snake]

More letters? More letters.

I'm going to break a few hearts....

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The pain of losing your child was an agonizing one. You could never stop thinking that you should have been in their stead, that you should have protected them, that you failed as a parent because..... Because your baby is dead and you couldn't stop it.

Virgil didn't know someone could get that pale. Or that they could have black vains. Or that they could cry black inky tears until their face was sticky and it was impossible to wash off.

It was a very sad day.

They just came home from a very sad event, that no one wanted to name because they couldn't accept that he was gone.

Virgil went to his room almost immediately after they got home.

Tears still streaming, he hadn't stopped crying since they found his baby

He walked over to his desk, where four letters sat. Each envelope was a different colour with a different wax seal to match it. He picked up the white envelope with a deep wine red seal, the only thing that was marking it as his was the dark purple ink used to mark his name and the #1

He tore it open carefully.

Hey Vee Anxiety

I guess if you have these letters I'm gone now. I also suppose that you know what happened to the dark side. If you don't, well its gone now. I'm sorry it had to be this way. But I had too.

You and Remus are the only sides with black hair now. How does that feel? I know your hair is dead straight, does it fall into your eyes? Do the others treat you differently because of your hair colour? Speaking of that.

I know I was a horrible child Anxiety, you loved me from the very moment you met me and all I did in favour was tell you I hate you. I don't hate you. I could never hate you.

I hope you gave me a nice send off. Was there daffodils? You know, daffodils were originally called Narcissus. They symbolize self love. I'm sure you know the myth, but it also ended rather tragically. I'm no expert but I think my life also counts as a tragedy. At least it feels like it.

It feels like no matter what I do, I get punished. Society says that you get punished for your wrong doings but what have I done wrong? I wish I had black hair like you. Things might have ended better.

I'm going to be writing a series of letters. Simply because I can't bear to say goodbye to all five of you at the same time. I'll write to you tomorrow Vee.

~Janus Sanders

The sobs only got deeper as Virgil read on. Memories rapidly repeating in his mind. Over and over. The sight of his child dead on the ground. Crumpled suit and knocked over goblet, his eyes were like glass and any pigment in his skin rotted away.

"DAD! Dad!!" the 17 year old looked down at the much younger side. Just passed 7. "Yes my little baby snake?" the child bounced up and down "I'm hungry!!" Virgil's smile creeped onto his face "Hi Hungry! I'm Dad!" the look on the seven year olds face was something he could never forget. Virgil let out a loud laugh, "Fine! Fine! Come on little snake, lets go get you some food" the child's face lit up. "STRAWBERRIES?!?" Virgil grabbed the childs hand. "We can have strawberries, little snake."

Virgil went downstairs and dug out the box of strawberries form the fridge. He ate the entire box.

The next day was just as horrible.

No one wanted to leave their rooms and deep sobs were coming from many doors.

Everywhere Virgil looked, he was reminded of his baby snake.

When he ran out of oxygen for the louder sobs, Virgil grabbed the second letter. A lilac purple envelope with a yellow seal.

Hey Vee,

The others are getting particularly violent recently. Often getting aggressive for no reason. Well unless you call me standing in my bedroom a reason. Well, reason or not. I have a new bruse or five.

How are the others holding up? I'm guessing not well. But maybe I'm just over estimating how much all of you care. After all. Why would anyone care for a side that has only made their lives harder? I personally don't see the logic in that.

But I don't know that much.

I'm going to be completely honest with you Vee. You are absolute shit at taking care of yourself when you are upset. Did you even eat dinner the night before? Wow. Look at me. I'm lecturing my father to take better care of himself while I'm dead.

I should get an award for biggest hypocrite. I haven't properly taken care of myself in years.

I'm serious about this though, don't isolate your self and spend time with the others. They'll be your biggest help in accepting..... In accepting that I'm not there anymore.

~Janus

Sucking in a shaky breath, Virgil stood and went to ask the others for their company. Because Janus was right, its easy to spiral by yourself. Then there was a knock on the door.

Logan wanted to watch some of Janus' favourite movies.

Virgil couldn't say no. Even if he wanted too.

~~~time skip~~~

Everyone was passed out except for him and Logan.

Logan had been very quiet lately, then again. He did barely leave his room for days

The end of Over the Garden Wall was playing. The characters were talking about something when Virgil spiralled back into the memories.

"DAD!" Virgil burst into the room, running to cradle his child in his arms, "Baby, what happend? Are you hurt?" small sniffles left the eight year olds lips "I dr- dreamt th-that you left m-me!" Virgil felt his heart clench. "I will never ever leave you, my little one" Crystal coated over the childs eyes, "Promise?" "I promise with all my heart"-

Virgil fell asleep with a heavy heart, knowing that he broke his promise to his baby.

The next morning was slightly better, not by much though. They ate breakfast together. Then, they returned to their rooms.

Virgil grabbed the third letter as soon as he walked into the room. The pale yellow cover wrinkling in his tight hold. He carefully broke the purple wax.

Hey Vee,

I'm scared. Wrath keeps banging on doors and I think I heard a window break. Apathy keeps trying to calm him down but it isn't working. Depression just left. I honestly don't know where he went.

This is why I need to get rid of the darks. I heard them talking about taking over the mind and I just can't let that happen Vee. What kind of self preservation would I be if I just let them destroy Thomas? A shitty one.

Thats why I made a poison. Its made from my own venom and it is lethal with less then a drop. I'm going to put the whole vial inside of the wine at the party in a few days. I don't know why I'm telling you this. I don't really plan what I write here. I kinda just write.

I really want a hug right now. I think I'll vist today or tomorrow. If I can get passed the others that is. If they find out where I'm going I might not get the chance to poison the wine.

~Jan

Virgil could tell that the writing was frantic. Some words slurrrd and squished together. Janus did come over to the mind that day.

A small hesitant knock hit Virgil's door. When he opened it, there standing was Janus, he looked up at him, "Can... can I have a hug Vee?" Virgil felt a small blossom of hope in his chest, "Of course, my little baby snake."

That blossom of hope died when he found his child's body. Cold and pale. He cried over the memory and over the letter.

The soft sound of jazz coming from Logan's room.

The next day, he grabbed the last letter. Hands shaking heavily, he broke the white seal holding the black envelope closed. When opened, a picture fell out.

Hi Dad,

I'm almost out of purple ink. Most of it got dried out after I forgot to out the cap back on. I'm sorry dad.

I'm sorry that I took your love for granted. I never accepted it as enough. Even when you did your damnedest to protect me and anyway you could. I used to be mad and upset and wanting to cry at every memory but now I wish I enjoyed those moments longer.

Thank you for indulging my strawberry habit. Thank you for holding me late at night. Thank you for introducing me to reading. Thank you for all the memories and hugs. Thank you for everything Dad.

None of this is your fault. You were the best father I could've asked for.

I love you

~Your Baby Snake

The picture was of him and Janus when the yellow side was nothing but a toddler. Bright golden ringlets sticking out in every direction. On the back was written

"To the best Father, Thank you"

Virgil's tears were interrupted by loud screams from Logans room.

They all bolted to comfort the blue side. Virgil's eyes drifted down to the his letter.

I love you

Virgil couldn't help the thought of his baby in a suit. Attempting to tame his blond curls while walking down the isle. His baby fell in love.

And he'll never get to experience the rest of it.

His tears only fell faster.

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Hahahaha

OW

i almost cried tears, i held them in barely. fam were in the room. how dare you stab my heart like this?? i am wounded. (tho seriously, this is absoulutely amazing and i friggin love it to bits!)

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The Gray (Sanders' Sides)

Six: Drift Away

Tw: breakdown, cursing

"No," Remus whispered. "No, no, not again."

"Remus?" Remus turned to see Orcus staring at him and the boxes. "Janus is gone, isn't he?" Remus shook his head quickly.

"N-no, he said he'd be back. He promised--" Orcus turned and left. "No," Remus screamed. "You promised you'd be back!" He took a few deep breaths to center himself, wiping away his tears. He summoned his phone and called Logan, hands shaking. As it rang and rang, Remus covered his mouth to keep himself from crying. Then--

"Hello. You have reached Logan Sanders. I am unable to answer your call at the moment, but leave a message and I will return it as soon as I'm able." Remus laughed humorlessly as the tone sounded.

"H-hey, Lo. Janus's room moved. You probably already knew that, but.... Orcus isn't taking it that well, and I'm worried he's going to duck out again. I just wanted to let you know in case you and Virgil.... Just in case. Call me when you get this, or if you need me, or.... Whenever, j-just call me, okay?" Remus hung up and hugged his knees to his chest, rocking himself back and forth. He closed his eyes and breathed, trying to hold himself together. After a bit, he fell asleep.

He woke up to someone shaking him gently. "..emus? Remus?" He opened his eyes to see Logan standing over him, worried. "I got your call. I'm sorry I didn't answer. Patton doesn't allow phones during meals."

"'Salright," Remus mumbled. Logan gently rested his hand on his back.

"Are you doing alright? You sounded quite distraught in your message. Do you--"

Remus burst into tears. "I can't do this anymore, Logan," he sobbed. "I can't keep losing people!" He began to tremble, his breath coming out in short gasps.

"Shh, Remus, breathe," Logan said. "I'm right here, love. I'm right here." His voice was soft and loving, the way Janus, Virgil, Roman, and even Patton, once-upon-a-time, had spoken to him. It only made Remus cry harder. He curled in on himself, resting his forehead in Logan's lap with his thighs under his chest. Logan began to rub circles on Remus' back, whispering soothing words to the vounerable side.

"Why does everyone keep leaving," Remus asked when his tears finally slowed down. "Why do you all hate me so much?"

"We don't hate you," Logan murmured.

"Really? Cause years of evidence say otherwise."

"What evidence do you have to support your claim, Remus?" Remus laughed and wiped away a couple stray tears.

"Where do I start? Roman.... Roman left first. He ran off to join you guys because he thought you'd hate him if he hung out with me. And that says he'd throw me away in a heartbeat if he had to choose again. He came back last time to comfort me, but Mr. Perfect Prince can't have anyone upset with him, can he? And then, Virgil. Do or die, my best friend, besides Janus, of course. Then you all accepted him, and he just up and left, without a warning or another word. And now that he's with you guys, I'm suddenly a common cold. It's like years of laughing and daring adventures in the imagination and bugging Janus just..... Don't exist anymore. Like he wishes he never met us. And now Janus is gone, too. I did everything he wanted for months after Virgil left. I was quiet and calm and I never said or did anything normal, or, at least normal for me. It took months of him promising not to leave, months of him letting me sleep in a sleeping bag in front of his door so he couldn't sneak out, months of walking through the imagination with me while he subtlely convinced me to create new monsters and fight old ones for me to be myself again. Even my debut episode took a bit of acting on my part. The entire time, I was scared Janus was going be disgusted with me and leave, even though he's the one who suggested I go and stir things up. And now, it looks like I was right to worry. I was so, fucking right.... Why the hell couldn't I be right about anything else? Patton was grossed out by me the moment I opened my mouth. Shit, even Orcus ducked out again." Remus rolled over so he could breathe, closing his eyes so he wouldn't have to see Logan's face. He opened them out of shock when Logan's fingers relocated themselves to his hair. After a moment, he melted into the soft touch, one of the many things he missed about Janus's friendship.

"What about me," Logan asked. Soft worry, nervousness, and affection glimmered behind the cracks of his carefully neutral expression. "What makes you think I hate you?"

"A month ago, I'd say you told the others to ignore me so I'd go away. That you calmly treated me like an insignificant inconvinience to keep Thomas from taking me seriously." Guilt permeated the softness in Logan's expression, making Remus feel its itchy presence as well.

"Ah. I apologize, Remus. I was trying to do what was best for Thomas. I should have taken your feelings into consideration." Remus sighed.

"You didn't let me finish." Logan's hand left Remus's hair.

"Sorry...." Remus laced his fingers through Logan's.

"Ask me again," he whispered.

"Remus, what makes you think I hate you?" Remus smiled up at him, tears threatening to return.

"You're the only one who cares." Then Logan did something Remus never expected him to. He laughed, then began to cry and laugh at the same time. Remus sat up and tried to wipe Logan's tears away, crying again himself. Logan tried in vain to do the same for Remus and, after a couple of minutes, they stopped and just held each other tightly. They didn't move or speak until Logan's phone buzzed. He picked it up and checked it, keeping an arm around Remus.

"Patton's wondering where I am," he said.

"You should probably head back," Remus answered, leaning his face into the crook of Logan's neck. He didn't want him to leave, but he didn't want anyone to get upset with either of them.

"No," Logan said, thankfully. "They can wait. You need me more." He then silenced his phone and pushed it away from him, wrapping both arms around Remus. They stayed there for an undetermined amount of time before Remus's stomach growled. Logan frowned at him. "Haven't you eaten yet?" Remus shook his head, too tired for words. Logan stood up, still clutching Remus close to his chest. "Let's get you food, then." Logan carried Remus to the table in the kitchen and sat him down. He went through the cabinets and the fridge before grabbing a pan, some eggs and bacon, and a few slices of bread. He cooked everything methodically, like he was following a recipe in his head. Soon, Remus had a plate of eggs, toast, and bacon in front of him. And, because he was too tired for words, he pressed a light kiss to Logan's lips, a gentle, helpless thank you.

And Logan kissed back.

He smiled gently, one of the most beautiful things Remus had ever seen. "You should eat." Remus nodded and took a bite. He then inhaled the rest of the food. He felt better than he had in a long time.

"Thanks for everything, Lo." Logan caressed Remus's cheek.

"You matter, Remus." They leaned in at the same time and shared a sweet, short kiss, then another, and a third.

After that, they heard a smooth voice clear his throat behind them.

"I hope I 'am' interrupting something."

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[oh-theatre]

You Can't Force A Fairytale (Chapter 4)

Chapter title: Pain Cuts Deep

A/n:  HI HELLO!! This sucks lol! no seriously im so sorry that this is so bad!! although some stuff was revealed!! also also..whats up with patton? and remus? And all of them! Aaa !! Anyway i hope you enjoy even though its trash and make sure to leave me comments!

Also yes Im keeping Dolion because then I can have... janus ;)

also if this is confusing i understand, so please tell me and ill try and clear it out!

words: 3516

summary: The group is scattered and needs to make a plan soon.

pairings: Eventual logicality, eventual prinxiety, eventual demus, eventual remile (These might change but for now im love them)

warnings: bow and arrow, violence, injuries, magic, swearing, bruises, scars, blood, fighting, stabbing, pain

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“Are you alright Patton?” Logan whispers, guiding the horses into a hidden cove of the forest, followed by the rest of the group. The prince swallows, the images couldn't stop running through his mind, staining the memories permanently in his mind. He doesn't understand why it set a quick blaze and a blush to rise in his face. Logan takes his hand, stopping them, his glazed eyes stare curiously.

“Im alright” Patton promises, hopefully the shadows hide away his blush. Logan looks doubtful but nods anyways, the others in tow. Prince Roman helps an unsteady Virgil practically tumble off the horse, a quick shove to a giggling Roman. Prince Remus follows suit with Dolion, though he is much more graceful and regal stepping off the horse. “Follow Logan into the cove, through the hanging leaves.” Patton guides, they follow suit.

“Good luck” Logan gives Patton's hand a gentle squeeze. The prince nods, giving Nork a sweet pat before Logan leads them away. Once the clearing is empty, he takes to the amulet around his neck, his hand enveloping the magical touch.

“As we search for cover in this mossy forest cove, let no one uncover or discover what's hidden in the mangrove” He chants, a sweet spur of magic dances around him, green flecks as they follow his spell. They take a moment to give Patton an entrance, once hes safely inside the dank dwelling they shut the group away from the outside world, protected from magic and tyrants above. He whispers a quick spell watching his hands engulf in safe flames, the light allows him to regroup with the others.

“Is it done?” Logan cautions, Patton nods feeling exhaustion hit him.

The sight was something. The wet stone was not faint of aroma, the moss that encircled the area was refreshing. The horses seemed to enjoy the small yet spacious patches of grass that led out the other side into a hidden pool of water. Remus, regal as always, lied flat on his back snoring away already. The gray stone may present itself as hard yet the prince seemed so cozy. Patton almost wanted to join him.

Logan sat ever so sweet under a shaded area, in the intersection of the cove leading out into the pond. He read his book, a routine while he ran his hands through a sleepy Nork’s mane. The horse sat next to him, almost as if he had forgotten what animal he was and was content to act as a smaller one. Thank god the space let him.

Dolion and Virgil seemed inseparable, they both sat with their feet splashing away in the water, their muddy boots by their side. The pair spoke in hushed whispers, hesitation to trust the characters around them, finding solace in the similarity of their situations. Patton did find his heart tug at him as he watched however, their soft delight at each magical essence this strange world presented was something that never got old and something you just couldn't deny.

Finally Roman, Patton had to admit, the sight was hard to watch. The prince stood against the rock in the corner with a bland look to his face. He watched the prince skip stones across the pond, bored, his crown that typically rested perfectly upon his head now flopped a bit with no sight in mind to fix it. Romans steed, Dracaena, neighed in concern but had no qualms about returning to her important task of chomping away at the grass around her.

“I wonder if she would be more comfortable in her other form?” Patton inquires, catching Romans ear instantly.

“I think the same, I sense she's eager to be on alert in case of danger though” He expresses. Patton nods understanding, though he did miss the vicious, mischievous creature, he understands. “I don't believe we will be staying for long, correct?” Romans body shakes with impatience. His clear want to ride through the open fields with a hunger for victory was clear. Patton could feel the fiery passion that boiled his blood, not that he needed his powers for that. The amulet strung on Romans neck was alight with the amber blaze.

“I'm not sure Ro” He glanced towards the foreigners, their anxieties at bay for now. “There is alot to process and we mustn't put innocents in danger over our own goals” Patton explains, Roman knows he speaks only truths but still his anger was unkempt. “For now though, we are safe and this gives us ample time to come up with a plan...a much needed one” He reminds stringing his arm through Romans. This releases a chuckle from the prince. “Come, for it was not I who led the battle of Sarcane to victory, but you our brave warrior at the front line”

“Well I had assistance” He smiles at the newly appeared dragon that rested upon his shoulder, a quick breath of fire in excitement.

“But of course, much credit to Dracaena” Patton gives the creature a sweet pet, adoring the soft murmur of affection. “Now come before Logan and Remus tear eachother apart”

~~~

“My opinion?” Virgil gasps with a vile sarcasm. “I think you're all insane and i'd like to wake up from this nightmare!” He shouts, ending with a bite and smirk. Should Roman find that defense so pulsing for his heart?

“I do indeed second that” Dolion whispers with a yawn, the cross-legged boy sits sleepily next to Remus. He holds in another sign of his tiredness before settling very lightly onto the prince's shoulder. He hadnt meant to but he simply couldn't keep his focus much longer, and the prince was there. Remus froze of course, terrified to move, he didn't want to wake the boy. And he surely didn't want to call attention to his reddened face.

“Maybe it would be wise for us to rest for the evening,” Patton suggests. Logan huffs shutting his book, the maps and scribbles collected quickly by him. He shakes his head, muttering to himself walking to a secluded corner. “Lo” Patton sighs, he eyes the others asking them to set up the proper conventions for the night before following his quiet friend.

“We dont have time to rest!” He utters, throwing his items away from him, Patton quickly waves his fingers making sure they dont sink into the water. “Thank you” Logan stubbornly acknowledges, watching the prince delticaltyl stack his things next to him. “We must prepare Patton”

“Lo we dont even know what we’re up against” Patton sits beside him, the stars shine through the only opening, reflecting delicately upon the water. “Everything escalated much too quickly” He takes his friends hand, it always eased them both.

“You and I both know that he will be coming soon” Logan reminds, the image of the army marching towards them, led by the figure of whom Logan speaks flashes familiar in Patton's mind.

“Yes but we mustn't allow it to consume our minds as of now” Patton assures “You need rest as much as everyone else, for now we are safe” They hear wild giggles from behind them, turning to see the four enjoying their time. Remus dances kookily around the cover, Roman finishing his meal with delight as he watches Dolion and Virgil quite entertained. “Even in darkness, a light can shine through to guide you” Patton whispers, Logan nods from behind him, he takes the words to heart. “Ill take first night!” Patton announces, receiving no arguments from the group. He goes to stand but feels a tug at his hand.

“Promise me i'll see you in the morning” Logan begs, the soft features catching his eyes. “Come back to me?” He worries, the forest though magical and enchanted was not short of danger. A gentle Patton places his gloved hands on Logan's cheek.

“Always and forever” He swears, Logan nods, the exhaustion now dawning him. “Get some rest Logan, your mind has been at work for much too long”

“Agreed” He yawns, he rolls out his makeshift cloth, a comfy pillow and takes what little warmth he has. Quickly Patton watches him follow into his dreams. The shivering did hurt him just a tad, so when he knew no eyes were watching him, a quick spell he cast.

“On this cold and fateful night, give him warmth, give him light” Patton watches the amber flecks dance before shrouding Logan. He smiles to himself before taking his bow and horse and makes his way to the front.

~~~

“Patton!” He would be lying if he said he hadn't jumped, for the voice, though cheery came at the blackest of moments.  Emile and his graciousness fluttered to where the Prince lay sleepily on his horse, trying his hardest to keep awake. Though what protection could he grant with his bow on the floor and his arrows scattered. He was delighted to see the godfather however.

“Emile, your sorcery” He greets, allowing the fairy to fix him up, feeling the boost of energy boil through him. “How did it go?” Patton questions, adjusting his position.

“I was able to clear my own name of crime and reinstate my position but the royal guard is on the hunt just as suspected” He explains. “They're sending out the cavalry”

“Goodness not Remy!” Patton whispers furiously. Emile nods solemnly. “The King is truly going all out...but why?” Patton wonders “What does he know about these foreigners that we mustn't, and what does my needing to get a suitor hold over the kingdom?” His thoughts pour out of him. Emile shrugs as he fiddles with the flowers around him, watching the echinopsis dance around him. He heals the ones that had not been tended with pleasure before summoning a treat for Nork. “We can't stay here then, when morning befalls us we must travel once more” He sighs

“I will do my best to keep you updated, I must go now my dear prince, but I shall visit soon again” Emile promises, an understanding nod from Patton and the godfather disappears in a dazzling shower of light.

Luckily the night went on without any incidents, Patton scoured the area, took Nork for a calming venture before returning to the hideout as the sun came to fruition. He remained outside, reading through one of his many books he had tucked away, Nork allowed him to sit easy while he grazed the small land.

“Good morning” He heard from behind him. Logan emerged from the dangling leaves, a yawn escaping him. “What, might I inquire, are you perusing?” Logan questions, Patton shows him the novel. “Ah very well, I do adore flowers”

“As do I” Patton agrees, he shuts the book marking his page, stuffing it carefully into his sack. Logan observes the area, his eyes admiring every small inkling and detail that surrounded him. Patton extends his hand, a sweet smile. “Care for a morning ride?” He asks, Logans excitement may have begun with his curiosity for the world but it only grew with Patton's proposal. He takes his hand as he had done many times before and allows Patton to hoist him behind him. The simple buzz Patton experiences as he felt Logans respectful hands wrap their way around his waist and his head rest easy on Patton was something he would simply never ever fail to love.

Scratch that… as Logan laughs timidly while they rush through the saplings of the forest, the love that filled his eyes and the mental notes he saw the prince take, the giggle that escaped as water splashed his face

That was something he would never fail to love

Logan..

Logan was something he would never fail to love

~~~

“I swear to god princey if you don't shut up i'm going to tape your mouth shut” Virgil moans, his head falling into his hands. Roman feels taken aback, the shock of such disrespect and yet the almost...excitement from the nickname was something else.

“For such disrespect the kingdom could have your tongue” He retorts, his face hot with anger but almost wanting to engage.

“And yet here you stand with your tongue” Virgil teases, he hears a faint smoky laugh from Dracaena, she slithers away from a silent Roman nestling into his lap. At first hes frightened, but the soft purring spreads a warmth over him. Roman...well despite feeling mocked...enjoyed the gentle view. He takes a place next to Virgil, watching the young teen flip curiously through some of Logan's journals while keeping a steady pet on the dragon.

“What do you think you're doing!” Speaking of the prince, Logan rushes into the room, fuming with shy anger. “Those are my journals! My property!” A scrambled Patton follows him, a look of anticipation for though rare, Logans outbursts were...unpleasant. He quickly snatches them away from Virgil, a glare towards the black haired boy. “Only I and a select few…” He glances towards Patton, did his defenses fall? “Have access! So stop touching others things!” He demands

“And so with Logans anger boiling, and Virgils own fury at storm the two are at odds, will they be able to ban together for a new threat approaching fast?” Remus spouts, Roman takes his side instantly knowing the pain that would come. “I hate it, I hate it” Remus sputters, the sweat fast approaching. Dolion, who while he enjoyed the princes antics found nothing charming as of yet, was intrigued by the sad honesty of the pain. “With that! The group should begin on their way” He barely manages, tears forming as Roman aides him.

“What does-” But Virgil is quickly cut off by the distant sounds of shouts, determination as each beautiful thing in the forest is stomped by power and raging fury. “Oh”

“Nork!” Patton calls, Logan stuffs his books away before allowing Patton to assist him on the horse. “Come now, we haven't much time” He signals to the others. Roman whispers a quick check to his brother, Remus nods. Though pained, he's ready to flee on his own steed. Unsure, Roman calls to Dracaena. She flies away from Virgil before a mist of shrouded light appears and a midnight horse takes her place.

“Coming?” Roman questions, extending his hand to Virgil. The teen rolls his eyes but joins the prince. “Hold on” He warns, and though his own blush denies him, Virgil grips tight to Roman. He watches as Dolion helps Remus to his own horse.

“Estrella” He whispers sweetly, the horse neighs with affection. This fragile moment tugged at Dolion, he missed his own home. New Orleans seemed like such a distant place, Luna, his cat could still be heard purring. “Up up and away” He jokes, Dolion takes the reins, thanking his mother for the horse riding lessons. He doesn't even mind when Remus collapses on his back, the warmth of the prince was...nice.

“On my signal” Patton heeds, and so one by one they gallop through the woods. The horses follow one another, protecting each other from danger and shielding themselves from the public eye. They reach an opening after what seemed like hours, the rope burning on Dolions hands was almost too much to bear. Remus had healed so they switch positions. It seems the sun was setting which set off a yawn in Virgil. He grew more comfortable on Roman, practically hugging him. Not that the prince minded, he enjoyed their journey. And his mind couldn't stop thinking about ...one particular-

“-Moment!” Virgil huffs “Just give me one moment” He slides off Dracaena, clutching his stomach. The group decides to take a rest near the waterfall, Logan leans against a tree and begins reading. Roman makes sure Dracaena is secured before following Virgil to where he sits by the lake.

“Are you alright?” He questions, sitting next to him.

“I feel...sick” He groans, Roman finds his little puffed features adorable. “It just keeps...making noise” He points to his stomach. Roman fiddles with the glass before pulling something from his satchel.

“You haven't eaten have you?” He shakes a small container holding delectable treats. Virgil scrunches his face in realization. “Here” he opens it, pulling out what seems to be a biscuit. Through his own habit he goes to feed Virgil. Virgil takes the first one, before both take a second to come to reality. “Apologies” He rubs the nape of his neck, Virgil laughs watching crumbs fly out. “Habit I guess”

“Fwo wat?” Virgil swallows his food, taking a handkerchief and wiping away the crumbs that had escaped

“Well when I had to meet suitors I had to charm them.” He explains, I suppose the mindless princesses my father found for me enjoyed being treated like a baby” Virgil snorts, Roman would love to hear that sound more.  “ Oh but thats just a few of them! Ive met so many amazing ladies of royalty, each so smart and strong” he muses

“And yet here you are...alone” Virgil notes, he wasn't going to lie. Roman was the spitting image of every disney prince. He should have been scooped up by now.

“Heh...I suppose the shoe...just hasn't fit yet” He gulps, the truth of his uncertainty was something he had only ever confessed to Patton. He wasn't even sure! And yet even with his doubts...No Roman. Once all of this has calmed, you will return home, a perfect princess will be ready for you and you may rule.

Better that,  than living the torute he watched his brother endure. He takes a peek back at Remus, he sits giggling away with Dolion, the look he gives the foreigner was one he had only seen once before. He did miss Janus, he was a wonderful fencing coach, and always challenged the twins. But no one missed him more than Remus.

Ugh! Roman enough! This is ridiculous. You're being ridiculous. You don't know anything, you've never tried anything.

Ok so maybe he didn't enjoy the entire scene, but...he takes a quick peek at the curious raven haired boy, he enjoyed Virgil.

No Roman...

For the crown

For the kingdom.

He looks to Patton. Follow his example, he tells himself. The prince didn't just have a kingdom on his shoulders, he had the entire land of which they rode across. He had endured more suffering than anyone.

But he laughed away the idea of a suitor, he walked away from it

Roman purses his lips...he did, didn't he?

So why can't you

~~~

“Are you alright?” Logan whispers from his position. Patton coughs coming back from whatever daydream he was engaged in. He tightens his hold on the reins, nodding away his suspicion.

“Yes of course, are you?” He wonders. Logan doubts his answer but shrugs it away.

“I am, I am more than ready to find a resting spot. I simply must show you these new spells, and oh the mus…” He rambles on, Patton listens, he does but suddenly the world goes silent. He looks to Nork but finds scared darkness. He panics trying to find anything familiar until he hears a voice...his own.

Hes watching himself, he watches the scene that had been haunting his mind for days unfold once more.

“No stop” He tries to call out, but the fearful hoarse cry was nothing. His eyes follow as Future Patton races through the castle, fighting his way. He knows what's coming, he doesn't want to see it. Not again, not anymore… “Stop!” he cries, nothing changes, his future self continues on his path. Tears swell in his eyes as he tries to avoid seeing the tender moment but he can't peel away. He gasps in pain relief, preparing to return to his body.

“What a sad sight” He peeks through his tightly closed eyes. What's this? He doesn't remember this. The King had not spoken before. But now he spoke and moved. “He was brave, tougher than I thought” The King expresses, Patton watches himself keep a protective hold on the frozen Logan. “But he just wasn't strong enough”

Logan's figure collapses, Patton wastes no time kneeling beside him. Patton watches himself and Logan share a hush conversation, but his eyes quickly glance towards the towering figure. The King moves silently as he takes his sword. Fear quickly engulfed Patton. The prince wanted to cry out, scream, do anything, but all he could do was watch.

And listen to the ear piercing scream as the sword slashed its way into Logan. It became too much, The Kings dastardly laugh, Pattons desperate sobs, and the fades of Logans demise. Too much ...too much. Patton clutched his head before the world went black and he felt himself hit a grassy meadow. His eyes fluttered only to catch Logan jump off of Nork and rush to his side. He heard mumblings and worries but soon he lost all senses and fell into a deep sleep.

But not a pleasant one.

Not with the images flashing their way through his head.

He had to change it, he had to.

[more-fandon-than-friends]

Missing 3

A/N:It's the third part, it plays after the first, since the second one is back Story. Any comment is appreciated!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4

Pairing: Past (Future👀) Prinxiety

AU:Human and Famous

Tw:Denial over feelings (Virgil doesn't wanna admit he still feels for Roman), worry, ex BFs meet again (??), Sympathic deceit(he is in Virgils band he is in one scence)

Virgil's Tour is over, for a month already. And he is fine. Totally good. Not sad over the break up and also not in denial over being sad, thank you very much. And he isn't sitting in his flat alone in the shirt he still has from Roman, no. It just happen to look like Roman's and have the faints smell of Roman's cologne on it. Just coincidences.

Virgil scrolled to Twitter, liking Fanart and all that stuff, when he got a notification. He's got an email. A TV show, acting in the Charts, asks if he would like to be part of the new Season. Acting in the Charts is a show where a famous actor and a famous musician have to write a song together. It doesn't sound to bad, especially since his band would get more exposure.

He will ask them tomorrow when they meet anyway.

"Wait, you tell me one of the biggest TV channels wrote you an Invitation and you waited to tell us first!? Virgil! Dude! Yes", his band mate, Remy, asks.

"Yeah, He's right! What are you waiting for!", his other band mate, Janus, asks.

"Well Yeah true, but what if Roman is there? We would have to see each other at the meetings where all groups come together and-", Virgil starts to worry, not that he cares about what Roman does.

"Girl, Girl, Girl. You have to chill. You can't stop your whole life cause some boy isn't with you anymore. You are gonna get out there and kill it.", Remy answers.

"Yeah and you would have so much bad luck for Roman to be casted in the same season as you.", Janus agrees.

"And what is with the whole thing that it is a TV show. International wide. Like fuck. I'm half on in a panic attacks when I don't see an interview before magazines put it up. How should I live with cameras around me twenty for seven. Like No. I can't. What if they paint a bad picture of me and the band loses everything.",Virgil says.

"Alright, I guess, that's you. But honestly, was anyone ever made look back on there? Like the show is being high praised by anyone in there. Why should they start now? By you, Virgil it would give them the bigger scandal. Since they wouldn't be trusted anymore. ", Janus answers.

"I.. I guess. But I expect you to remind me of that when I doubt cause that's the only way I can go through this.", Virgil says.

"Yeah, Girl. Sure. Also I've heard that you are a lot to see the Episodes before hand. And our manager will look over the contract anyway.", Remy adds while drinking his iced coffee.

"Alright I'll go.", Virgil finally agrees.

Today is the day. The day the show begins. And as it turns out Virgil has a lot of bad luck. Because Roman is there. And fate, or the TV people, seem to hate him, since Roman isn't just there but Virgil's partner in the show.

So here Virgil sits, his head screaming at him. Roman is here. He and Roman will spend a lot of time together. His Ex boyfriend that still looks as beautiful as the day they first met. His ex Boyfriend who still has the voice of an angel. His ex boyfriend that could make anyone fall in love with him with his smile. His ex boyfriend that Virgil is totally over. He has to be professional. It's a show for writing songs, not a dating show. He is fine. Totally fine.

Roman isn't much calmer. In the morning he thought it's gonna be good to get the focus of Virgil and him, in the media and his own head, but no. Here Virgil sits biting his lip and looking as cute as always. How is Virgil daring to be so adorable and expect Roman to function probably? There is no use in denying it, he isn't over Virgil and now has to work with him.

Part of him is excited, what a percent Lovestory could make this. But another part of him isn't so happy. He wanted to force Virgil to do something  he didn't want to do, simply cause Roman was excited and thought that red carpet is needed for a relationship, what he did was bad. And then there is a small part of him that's angry. How is Virgil okay with being on camera but not red carpet?

But at most he is surprised and utterly and fully in love with Virgil.

"Alright, All pairs get in your rooms and first just get to know each other!", the host of the show says and gets both boys out of there heads.

And all pairs went to different rooms, names standing at the door.

Virgil and Roman come in a room with a camera man and Microphone  man. The room has a couch with a table, a desk with two chairs, on the desk pencils and paper and multiple music instruments.

Both sit down ont he couch, at the different endings. "So do you know how to read music notes?", Virgil asks as if he doesn't know Roman can't. He is asking it so the viewers can follow, not cause he doesn't want to talk about their shared past, no that's totally not the reason.

"I can't. But can't you write it down for me?", Roman answers as if he doesn't know that Virgil just has to hum something and knows then what it is. He wouldn't have a problem with talking about it, but Virgil seems uncomfortable discussing their past so he will let's it be for now.

"Yeah, I can do that. So.. Uhm..Do you know any instruments?", Virgil asks not repressing memories that answer that question, cause he is over Roman.

"I've played piano, cause of one the movies iw a sin as a kid and kept it going before I didn't have time anymore", Roman answers with a slight smile.

"Ah. Cool.", Virgil says while looking in Roman's eyes, for just a second, but it's enough for Virgil to notice he can't lie to himself forever.