#intrulogical fusion

[just-a-little-anxious]

I always see "mad scientist intrulogical fusion", and I raise you "crime detective intrulogical fusion"

A crime detective who is incredibly smart, and often takes this literally, but who also just loves crime scenes and knows so much about murder weapons that you just might wonder if they were involved in the murder themselves..?

[edupunkn00b]

Wait, is Hank Green an Intrulogical fusion?

His enthusiasm at 'slice you open'!

[peachy-lemon83]

It looks so good!!

Alright lets go for a tripple threath! Logan remus and virgil fushion go!

I see what you did

We have a sexy artificer y'all

[an-organized-confusion]

I'm just gonna be inane again, but.

I'm just imagining an Intrulogical Fusion being a Mad Chemist with the same gd energy as NileRed/NileBlue.

That is all.

[goldenlyrad]

I ‘ m here to share my sandersides Logan and Remus ( intrulogical ) fusion idea . . . The song “ Crazy = Genius “ by Panic!AtTheDisco DOES ANYONE ELSE SEE MY VISION CAN YOU HEAR ME

You are incredibly correct

[soysaucevictim]

Idle thoughts. But I wonder what Sides' Fusion would encompass Houston Jones's entire shtick.

Maybe if Intrulogical was a meathead stunt guy - with some honestly insightful observations abt all these tests he pulls.

Very much "I'm hurting myself pretty badly, but it's for science and I'm actually taking into account contingencies in case it gets REALLY bad or mitigate the possibility of it happening."

[doomstypewriter]

IT IS TIME, MY CHILDREN

I am once again asking you to read DISEMBODIED

This is one of my best fics, I worked really hard on it! So give it a chance if you like hurt and comfort, character studies and quality intrulogical.

Did I mention? Intrulogical fusion.

[sidespromptblog]

Remus and Logan's fusion being a void creature, something that knows far too much for anyone to ever believe them or ever listen to them. They present their name as merely 'Creation', as with Logan's brains and Remus' creativity they make something from nothing.

They don't do it often though, given that the others (namely Virgil and Patton) try to keep them from fusing too often. Mostly because the things that they do know and speak of makes them uncomfortable, and so the less they're fused the better.

When they're fused though Creation likes to sit in Remus' corner of the imagination and create tiny little golems that will help Logan when they're unfused. They give each of the little golems a name, and both Remus remember each and everyone of them.

Creation is often times seen weeping black tears of nothingness, speaking of his emotions more freely than both Remus and Logan ever would.

Creation is fused through a gentle touch, the opposite of how anyone would ever assume that Remus would fuse with anyone. The kind of gentle touch of wiping away tears, or tucking a lock of hair behind another's ear. The kind of gentleness that a body craves when it has been denied that for so long.

It is why the others can find Creation just hugging themselves sometimes, not saying a single word.

[ambersky0319]

Idea: Intrulogical fusion, completely in sync despite being a fusion of Remus and Logan. But Virgil and Patton didn't like it. Virgil because, It's Remus. He shouldn't be with a lightside. Patton because it makes him feel like he failed Logan, after all, hes eith Remus. So they force them apart. But, their roles are switched. Logan looks like King George III, but he has shackles & broken crown. Remus looks like your stereotypical mad scientist. They have no memory of who they once were. -Rayne

I had a lot of fun with this- also I decided to draw Macabre! It also ended up being longer than I intended. I hope y’all enjoy this!

Pairings : Intrulogical, Background Roceit

Warnings : Unsympathetic Patton, Morally gray but also pretty Unsympathetic Virgil (I mean, he feels somewhat regretful of what he does at the end-), Fusion, blood and pain mentions, if I need to add anything else please let me know!

Masterpost 

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It started off as something small- an idea that Remus had, which Logan was more than happy to try. They were just figments of imagination, after all, it’s not like it was an impossibility. And it took a lot longer than either side believed it should have taken, but they got there.

Logan and Remus fused.

When they first fused, they cried. Tears streamed down their cheeks as they hugged themselves because it just felt so incredible, so loving. They hadn’t even looked in a mirror yet, but it felt right, being together like this. They fell to the ground just hugging themselves, rocking back and forth. He wasn’t them, though, and both Logan and Remus knew that. They could feel that. And when he looked in the mirror, that’s when they fell apart.

Logan and Remus were choking back tears of their own as they held one another, crumpled on the floor of Logan’s room. Remus buried his face into Logan’s neck, grinning wide as he laughed almost hysterically.

“I can’t believe that worked!”

“I can’t believe how that felt.”

The silence stretched on for a moment as they collected themselves until Remus broke it, pulling away from Logan slightly. “I want to do it again.” He said, reaching up to play with Logan’s hair. “Can we do it again, Lolo?”

Logan smiled the softest Remus had ever seen him smile, and he nodded. “Yes, whoever that was, it felt great. I would do it a hundred times or more.”

Remus giggled before leaning in, pressing a gentle kiss to Logan’s lips before they fused once again.

And so, Morbidity was created.

Morbidity stayed hidden for a long while, and Remus and Logan felt strange each time they unfused. They felt lonely, more so than they had before fusing. Remus had correlated it to how Ruby felt when she and Sapphire unfused and Ruby had gone on that adventure. And Logan couldn’t agree more. Being Morbidity was intoxicating, because when he formed, neither felt lonely or unloved anymore. And Morbidity felt more love than when Logan and Remus spent time together unfused.

Morbidity just felt right.

Morbidity didn’t want to unfuse anymore. Logan and Remus didn’t want to be apart, not when they were constantly torn down and ignored. So they stopped unfusing, and Morbidity stayed in his room. His own room! He had been shocked when it had formed but felt overjoyed nonetheless. Because it meant he was a part of Thomas, a true part of him! But with the new room, that meant that the others would start to notice. And they did.

Macabre, the name Morbidity found he liked most when brainstorming, was peacefully watching a documentary about some of the worst crimes ever committed to date. He was fascinated with how the killers had gotten away with it for so long, and how all the evidence from the buckets of blood that had needed cleaning up to the finest of hairs left behind all played a roll in solving the cases. He was writing a novel, a murder mystery, and wanted it to be as exciting and puzzling as possible. So research was needed.

That’s when his door was opened, no one knocking as it slammed against the wall. Macabre flinched at the sound, finally looking away from his television and notebook littered with notes and random, horrific doodles.

Standing there was Roman, stunned when he saw Macabre, dual-colored eyes staring into his green ones. “Um…”

Then Patton peered over his shoulder, confusion flashing across his face. “A new side?”

Macabre laughed, and it sounded like glass shattering. “Not a new side, Patty-cake. Merely an experiment gone extremely well!” Macabre stood, stretching and hearing his bones pop and feeling the pins and needles in his feet creeping up his legs. How long had it been since he last got up? He made a mental note to set a timer so that his limbs wouldn’t fall asleep like this again.

“…. Experiment?”

“Who are you?”

“What are you?”

Macabre frowned only slightly, fixing his glasses. “I’m Morbidity! I would say it’s great to finally introduce myself, but I believe your facial expressions aren’t the proper reactions one would want.

"And I was an experiment. Not one any longer, though! Remus and Logan sure enjoyed doing them. Maybe I should try it out too!”

“You’re behind Logan disappearing?!” Virgil’s voice raised a few octaves as he started on at the fusion. Macabre crossed his arms, now frowning completely.

“I’m not behind anything. And Logan didn’t disappear. Not completely.”

“What does that even mean?”

It seemed Roman knew the answer to Patton’s question, though, because he broke from his daze to answer. “Correct me if I’m wrong, Morbidity, but you’re a fusion.”

Macabre smiled. “Right you are, Roman! Oh, I knew you would remember. Remus didn’t think you would, but I knew you would.” He clapped his hands together, once.

“What’s he talking about Roman?” Virgil asked.

Roman only briefly looked at Virgil, offering a small, half-hearted shrug. “Remus brought up the idea one time that maybe sides could fuse. I just brushed it off, but it was definitely one of his good ideas.” He turned back to Macabre. “So… You’re a fusion of Remus and Logan?”

“Morbid Creativity and Logic sure go quite well together, don’t you think? Both always ignored, finding that they are the outcasts of their supposed families, and finding love in one another. It really shouldn’t be a surprise that they got along so well.”

“Wait wait wait, Logan fused with… With Remus?” Patton looked absolutely horrified.

“Well, they were dating for a year before they made me. But yes.”

“They were together?!”

“It really isn’t hard to believe, Patton.” Macabre glanced at his nails, painted as though they were dipped into blood. “Now, unless you three are interested in watching this documentary with me, can I get back to work?”

“We still have-”

“What are you working on?” Roman cut off Virgil, approaching Macabre. He shot Virgil and Patton a slight glare when they tried to protest. Because he could feel the anger and frustration, and even the panic radiating off the pair. “If you two even think of pushing Morbidity to talk, by the way, I’ll let Thomas know why I actually chose to go to the wedding.”

That sent the pair off, and Roman sat down with Macabre, the door closing. If this is what Remus and Logan wanted, to be together like this, then Roman would support it. He wasn’t in any place to judge though, considering just this morning he and Deceit had attempted to do the same.

It suddenly became very different around the Mind Palace, what with Macabre (or Copypasta’ as Roman and Deceit had taken to calling him after seeing Macabre’s love of creepypasta) having introduced himself to Thomas not long after the others had ventured into his room.

Thomas didn’t really mind Macabre, while he sometimes felt uncomfortable by the insane amount of violent knowledge he had, knowing about certain chemicals and their reactions to drinks was definitely helpful when attending bars. Especially when his drink shifted in color just slightly, and Thomas knew not to drink, because Macabre had remembered a case where someone had drugged their date. And Macabre got along with Deceit and Roman just fine(though the two still hadn’t come out yet).

Patton and Virgil, though? They were furious. They were absolutely livid that Logan would even agree to ever fuse with Remus. Logan deserved better than Remus, in their eyes.

They fueled one another, Virgil and Patton. They fueled the negative thoughts towards Macabre. He shouldn’t exist. He should have never existed in the first place. Logan was too good for Remus. What could Remus possibly offer that Logan would want, anyway, that Logan didn’t already have? The others had been working on showing their appreciation of Logan. Virgil and Patton had worked on not cutting him off, and Virgil had tried listening to him a bit more. Patton had stopped laughing at a few jokes Roman made about Logan.

And then there was Remus. The imbalance of negative and positive ideas was weird. Because Macabre wasn’t intrusive, not to the extent Remus had been. Now, Remus’s gruesome ideas were rationalized or internalized, suppressed in Macabre until he could jot down the idea and either write or draw the thought. Everything just felt wrong.

So they devised a plan, about three weeks after Macabre had been found by them.

Virgil had been horrified by Patton’s idea at first, listening reluctantly as Patton explained to him how to split a side. Because even if Virgil hated Macabre being together, and didn’t like Remus, he still remembered what the split had done to the twins. And he worried how that would affect Remus, going through another split. But Patton persuaded him, claiming that if all the facts that Thomas knew were tainted, were bad, then Thomas was a bad person. And Thomas couldn’t be a bad person, he just couldn’t. So Virgil agreed.

He doesn’t remember it much, though. He purposely forgot Macabre’s scream as he was quite literally torn apart. Virgil blocked the image of Macabre’s agonized face from his mind, keeping it a blurred memory that could have been a dream. He felt sick at the thought that he did it, but the idea that Logan would come back was enough to keep him from stopping.

Patton though was completely unfazed.

However, they didn’t get the outcome they had wanted.

Remus and Logan had indeed been split, that much was clear. But they weren’t Remus and Logan, not the ones that Patton and Virgil wanted.

They were pushed out of the way by Roman and Deceit, who had finally broken into the room that Virgil and Patton had sealed off. It looked so incredibly wrong, and to say Deceit and Roman were angry would be an understatement. They were bursting with rage as Logan and Remus finally stopped whimpering, the pain no longer overwhelming them. They cradled the two sides, all the while having a shouting match with Patton, Virgil making no attempt to defend his actions.

Roman held his brother tightly, though Remus only blinked at him in confusion, and once Deceit and Roman had stopped arguing with Virgil and Patton, they had turned their attention to the two sides, taking them in. The guilty pair sunk out to their own rooms, leaving Roman and Deceit with the new Logan and Remus.

Though they didn’t even know Logan and Remus were their names.

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[nachosforfree]

Fusion sibs just vibin'

[magikkittenz]

“Logan, what-”

“I wanted to try something, if you would. I will only proceed with your consent.” 

Logan was currently dragging Remus to the safety of his room, Remus not quite complaining, but still confused.

Immediately, Remus wiggled his eyebrows, sending the nerd a smirk. “Ooo, it’s that is it?”

Logan flushed in response. “It’s not that Remus,” he said quietly, tucking stray strands behind his ear as he looked down. He was momentarily distracted, but eventually his gaze snapped back up at the other. “It might not be copulation, but I assure you it is as much of an experience as one.”

Remus looked confused, opening his mouth to ask what Logan meant before he was pulled into a kiss, the shorter’s hands gripping the collar of Remus’ outfit. Usually, Logan didn’t have the courage to engage such acts on his own, much less be blunt about it.

He had to admit it was pretty hot.

“Feelin’ more affectionate today?” Remus asked, almost stuttering, his face red as Logan enveloped him in a hug.

“It was a way to prove my point for this conversation, but I suppose you are also partially correct,” he mumbled.

“So what is it?” he asked as Logan released the embrace.

“Fusion,” he said simply, looking nervous, something Logan didn’t really show.

Now Remus flushed all the way from his ears to his nose. He tried to utter something but it simply came out as a strangled noise and he hid his face in Logan’s shoulder.

“You sure?” he asked, his voice incredibly gentle and quiet.

“Certain,” Logan said nearly breathless. “Are you sure?”

Remus did indeed look uncertain, but after searching Logan’s eyes for a few moments, he nodded, giving a smile. “It would be an experience you said?”

Logan rolled his eyes but gave Remus another kiss - two times already! And Logan initiated! - and he started straightening his outfit. “I’m, I’m not quite sure how to do this, but if Steven Universe tells us anything, I do believe dancing would be our best option?”

He received a smirk from the other. “Or you just wanna act cheesy and cliche.”

The nerd smirked back. “Perhaps.” He snapped his fingers and music suddenly filled the room.

And with that, Logan started dancing. It was flowy, his limbs moving gracefully. Remus wasn’t too worried about it seeing as Logan’s room was pretty spacious, so he focused on the dancing, elegance in every movement. He came over to Remus, walking around and twirling, his arms leaving feather-light touches on his arms, shoulder, and neck and Remus couldn’t help but shiver. It was then, he realized he should also join in, as so he started dancing. It was nowhere near as graceful as Logan’s, but it followed the beat smoothly. Some of the actions were provocative, but it was Remus, of course they would be.

Their hands intertwined once Remus reached for Logan. They were momentarily offbeat as they bumped into each other, but they laughed it off, Remus delighted to see Logan’s smile and chuckles.

“What now?” Remus asked breathlessly after the two of them continued to dance in each other’s arms.

“Perhaps,” he paused with a mischievous smile on his face. “This is the part where we kiss?”

Another round of flushing came from Remus - it wasn’t as if Logan was quite safe from it either - and he nodded, leaning in gently.

There was a soft tingling sensation and both Remus and Logan closed their eyes, relaxing in each other’s arms.

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“Did, we, you, do it?”

A hand ran through someone’s locks - they were rather messy.

“Quick, the mirror! Or your phone!”

The phone was grabbed and the camera app was turned on.

They had indeed done it.

“Whoa,” he - they? - said.

“Looks like your - our - sorry - my experiment worked.”

[did-he-just-hiss-at-me]

"Uh sir you can't touch the artifacts-"

Logan:

HGDJSHDKS Logan? More like intrulogical fusion, bc of where the guy is sticking his finger-

[edupunkn00b]

Further evidence in my Hank Green is an Intrulogical fusion campaign.

[the-bluerecluse]

Intrulogical fusion!!!

AKA the piece that reveals just how bad I am at anatomy and scale lmao

[an-organized-confusion]

Brain just threw at me a possible crack art/fic idea of an Intrulogical fusion (current fandom) and Dr. Insano (first fandom I made shit for) meeting eachother. They'd definitely be pulling that Spiderman meme. :I

[l-g-6-5]

*walks in*

*taps microphone*

*leans in*

The Intrulogical fusion is just Sam O' Nella with glasses and a moustache.

*walks out*