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[anxiousstark]

A One-Time Thing

☎️ Modern!AU Eddie Munson X F! Reader ☎️ Summary: You and Eddie Munson have been best friends forever. Just best friends. Nothing more, nothing less. But that changed one late night. Too many joints, not enough boundaries. Hands wandered, mouths collided, bodies gave in. It was messy, intense, and perfect. And now? You've created a monster. Eddie wants more. A lot more. And he's not subtle about it. He's blowing up your phone, telling you every single thing he's feeling — what he remembers, what he wants, and what he's craving. Hoping you're just as wrecked, just as desperate. Because fuck, this can't be a one-time thing. Not after that. ☎️ Text Messages fic with very few written parts.

AOTT Masterlist • Main Masterlist

• What brought you both here (Being Written -Written Part).

• Part 2 (coming soon) (Finished).

• Part 3 (coming soon) (Finished).

• Part 4 (coming soon) (Finished).

OTHER PARTS IN THE WORKS.

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[steddie-island]

Tagged by @augustjustice and @finalmoondragon ❤️

Last song: If You're Over Me - Years & Years

Favorite color(s): Royal blue (pretty sure I've used this picture of Holo Taco's Royal Tea Blue for this question before because it god-tier.)

Last book: Last one finished was This Thing Between Us by Gus Moreno. The one I'm currently reading is Nightbitch by Rachel Yoder.

Last movie: I think it was the Bob's Burgers movie? If it wasn't then it was Waitress.

Last TV show: Currently watching Bob's Burgers

Sweet/Savory/Spicy: Savory

Relationship status: Married

Last search: I searched for the royal tea blue picture

Looking forward to: We have a couple of plays coming up, tickets to Djo in April, and we finally got the rest of the Christmas tree taken down which means I can finish cleaning the office and get a new office chair in there to use my desk again!

10 people I’d like to get to know better: @irrelevantbutfabulous @runninriot @firefly-party @puppy-steve @stervrucht

@bobbybreens @punkinvsblogging

I can't remember who has and hasn't been tagged yet so sorry for any double tagging!

[esraagazafree1]

I am a weak and oppressed woman living in Gaza, struggling every day while everyone ignores my suffering. I have no income, no food, and no clothing. Please, I am desperate and willing to clean your shoes or do any work in exchange for any help you can offer. I just need to survive😭💔.

🚨 Urgent Help Needed 🚨

Hello friend 🍉🇵🇸,

I’m Esraa Mounes Al-Kafarna, a mother from Gaza. My youngest needs milk, and my other child requires treatment for a skin disease. The conflict has made survival extremely difficult 💔.

Your support can save their lives. Any donation, big or small, makes a difference.

Please donate and share: [https://gofund.me/e6cd83a9]

Thank you for your kindness.

Esraa Al-Kafarna

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This powerful image captures the face of a wounded Palestinian woman whose hijab is soaked in blood—likely her own or that of a loved one. Her eyes tell a story of unimaginable pain and strength in the face of loss. She stands in a chaotic hospital hallway, surrounded by others in distress. As an oppressed and weak woman from Gaza, I see myself in her. I, too, have suffered greatly—my baby, Qais, was injured in the war, and the hospital refused to treat him because we cannot pay. Please, I beg you to help us. Your donation can provide the medicine and care Qais urgently needs.

Life in Gaza is unbearable for women like me.

1. I wait in line for two hours just to bring food back to our tent - food that is never enough.

2. I clean the shoes of strangers on the street-just to earn a few coins for Qais's medicine.

3. We were turned away from the hospital-they said no money, no treatment, even for a child as young as Qais.

I carry this pain in silence, but I cannot bear it alone anymore. The woman in this picture used her hijab to try and save her son's life. I am doing everything I can to save mine. But without help, I fear I will lose him too. Please, Donate anything you can-no matter how small. Even a few dollars could mean a meal, a medicine dose, or a chance for Qais to live. Share this, speak up, and help us survive.

Donate Now Here

Please donate for Qais's treatment, Donate Here

Please stop ✋🚨 you're the only hope to save a child😔😭

Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #64 )🍉🇵🇸

[shigarakitomura]

🐄 moo bitch

[aroacevaljean]

Pass the happy! ❤️✨when you get this, reply with 5 things that make you happy, and spread the message to the last 5 people in your notifications!

thank you!!!

all my friends!!

those weird medieval drawings

how when you beat minesweeper the only thing that happens is that the smiley face at the top has sunglasses

the fact that one of the thrift stores near where i live sells sewing and craft supplies

whenever one of my cats sits near me on their own

[irrelevantbutfabulous]

TS side blog

Hello friends,

I realized how much I post about Thomas Sanders and Sanders Sides, so I decided to bite the bullet and make an official side blog for it. It’s still me, and I might forget for a while, but hopefully it’ll be easier for people who just want to see Sanders stuff.

It’s @irrelevantbutsanders, which will look more like an actual blog when I’ve had it for more than 10 minutes. If you want TS stuff still, follow me over there! If you don’t, probably don’t do that!

[thebeautyofthomas]

Hello pal I saw you were writing again and I would just like to say that there is not enough Analogical content in this world and it is an utter t r a v e s t y so if you wanted to help fix that (and then tag me in it) I would be delighted

buddy, pal, lovely person, im so sorry this took me forever to respond to but i can 100% tag you in the next analogical fic i write (which will probably be the next one i upload because of this lovely ask!) <3 and you’re incredibly right, there isn’t enough analogical content! let’s fix that!

[sidewritings]

Tiny Side Adventures: In The Name of Love

Inspired by this post. Also, check out this version of events by tinysidestrashcaptain.  Sincerest thanks to romananalogicality for the idea, it’s a lot of fun, even if it did grow beyond what I thought it would be.

Pairings: None

Genres: Tiny Sides, Fluff, Adventure, Parenting(ish), Hurt/comfort

Warnings: Tears, hurt/comfort

Word Count:1016

Author’s Note: Honestly, this fic is beginning to be more draining than rewarding to write, so I’m trying to wrap things up here and get to a conclusion. For those of you still here and still reading, your dedication is noted and appreciated.  For newcomers, I hope I tagged all of you who asked to be tagged!   I’ve started tagging all my original fics #sidewritten in hopes of making them easier to find.

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

When Roman was sure that little Logan and teenage Virgil were safely in Logan's room reading fairytales, Roman went downstairs to the living room.  It was time for him to talk to Patton.  

Patton was still sitting at his little desk, drawing a picture with his crayons. Roman stopped at the foot of the stairs and watched as Patton switched between colors; Purple and black and dark blue and red a light blue were used liberally. The little side looked more consumed by his coloring than enjoying it, hunched over the paper and pressing a little too hard with the crayon, laying the colored wax on thick.  When he seemed finished with his coloring, Roman walked over to him.

“Hi Patton, can I see your drawing?” Roman asked, keeping his voice as soft as he could.

Patton looked up at him warily before silently handing him the piece of paper  That wasn't a good sign. Roman took the paper and sat on the floor beside Patton.  The drawing was, well, messy.  None of them were artists, and Patton was only two or three, so fine motor skills weren't fully developed yet. But the colors, he recognized the colors, and from there he started to make out the drawing.

The tall red scribble was him, he was between a small black and blue scribble (Logan) and a slightly taller purple and black scribble (Verge).  In the far corner of the page was a small light blue scribble (Patton) with dark blue around what Roman assumed were his feet.  There were a few water marks on the paper that had the look and feel of recent tears.

Roman looked back at Patton who was curled into himself, arms around his middle, and staring at the desk in front of him.  He looked so fragile and sad as if he was waiting for Roman to yell at him.  From his new angle on the floor Roman finally saw the little tear streaks on Patton's cheeks and the way his lower lip trembled.

“Patton,” Roman finally spoke, trying to maintain a soft, even tone, “why did you draw yourself alone?”

“I don know,” Patton replied with a little sniff.  The little boy tucked his chin into his chest making his bangs fall over his eyes.

“Patton,” Roman tried again, “did you draw yourself in a puddle of tears?”

Another sniff. “Maybe.” A couple more sniffs, then a sob, and Patton started wailing.  It was a horrible sight, the youngest of them with his head thrown back, mouth open, tears pouring over chubby cheeks flushing an angry red; he looked wretched.

Roman did the only thing he could think of, he picked up little Patton and held him close to his chest, letting him cry and scream and wail, waiting for him to cry himself out.  Roman stroked his back and cooed at him, conjuring tissues as needed.  He helped the little one blow his nose between fits and tears, stroked his bangs back from his forehead, and just held him. When Patton was reduced to hiccuping and the occasional stray tear, Roman stood, still holding him to his chest, and went to the kitchen to get him a sippy cup of apple juice.

Cup and juice were successfully collected without releasing Patton, and Roman returned them to the living room, sitting on the couch and settling Patton in his lap to drink his juice.  Patton kept his eyes on Roman as his drank and Roman smiled back hesitantly, still unsure what had upset Patton so much. He only knew that, whatever it was, it was his own fault.  

Patton handed back the sippy cup and Roman set it on the coffee table, trying to think of what to say.

“Why d'you leave?” Patton asked, big Bambi eyes still fixed on Roman's face.

“Is that why you're upset,” Roman asked.

Patton nodded, then frowned and shook his head.  He looked frustrated and confused, unable to voice his thoughts, so Roman decided to just answer.

“I went to see Thomas and make sure he was okay.”  

Patton blinked and nodded slowly. Roman doubted he understood, so he continued.

“I didn't mean to be gone as long as I was.  I was hoping to come back before you woke up, but Thomas was concerned about you and Logan and Virgil, so I had to tell him how you were and what I've been trying to do to make you guys big again.”

“Are we gon be big again?”  Patton asked.

“Of course you will be, I promise.”

“I dina get big tho.” Patton's bottom lip was trembling again. “I'm still liddle.”

Roman stroked Patton's hair and fought to hold back tears of his own.  Naturally, Patton had noticed Virgil and Logan's growth spurts and felt left out.  He felt so stupid and so not prince-like for having missed that.

“I know, and I'm sorry... It's my fault you didn't grow.  I'm supposed to give you what you need and then you'll grow, but I don't know what you need. I'm not doing a very good job taking care of you, huh?”  Roman said, a sad smile on his lips as he finished.

Patton's lip stopped quivering.  A determined expression on his delicate features, Patton carefully stood up on Roman's thighs and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“You're good Princey, jus ask. I need love.”

And if that was not the most profound thing Roman had ever heard from a child he didn't know what was.  Of course!  Patton was Thomas's heart, he would need love and affection to grow. Roman hugged Patton tight and covered his forehead with little kisses.

“I love you so much, Patton.  I promise, next time I'll tell you before I go anywhere or I'll take you with me.  And I'll ask you what you need so you can tell me, okay?”

Patton nodded into his shoulder and hugged him with his tiny arms around Roman's neck.

They were going to be okay.

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[rjhpandapaws]

This may or may not make sense, so bear with me lol. So HBH universe. Richard and Gavin. Neither of them strike me as very lovey-dovey, mushy people in relationships- meaning, they're unlikely to get into an "i love you/i love you more/no i love YOU more" fight. But like. Imagine if they did tho. Maybe one or both of them is drunk or super sleep deprived or not fully awake in the morning or just filled with indignant sass rather than sweet and sappy vibes. I would like to see it.

//this is adorable

Richard was doing something he liked to call Gavin-sitting. Gavin was a good student from an assignment standpoint, but he was horrible at remembering when they had tests, which lead to binge-like study sessions whenever midterms and finals rolled around. Like now for instance. Gavin was sleep deprived and caffeinated to the point of delirium. He was clinging to Richard as he tried to get him to his room so he could sleep. It was a battle, but Richard didn’t mind. “You know I love you right?” Gavin slurred tiredly beside him. ‘Yes.’ Richard signed back, ‘I Love You Too.’ “Like, I really love you.” He mumbled as he leaned in closer to Richard. ‘I love you much too.’ He replied and opened the door to Gavin’s room. “Really really love you.” He repeated around a yawn and Richard helped him into the bed. ‘I Believe You.’ He moved to the head of the bed and Gavin moved after him. He let Gavin get comfortable and began to card his fingers through Gavin’s hair.  “I love you the most.” Gavin muttered before finally drifting off.  Richard only smiled, he wouldn’t remember any of this once he woke up, but Richard planned to cherish this moment for a long while.

(Prompt from this list) @irrelevantbutfabulous

[pumpkin-stars]

It’s my blogiversary! One year of the blog, six months of this url 🥰 it feels like a lot longer, and I’m so glad I decided to come back to tumblr last year. I’ve spoken to so many great people, and made friends with some, and I love you all 💕💕💕

I never expected to get the amount of feedback and positivity from people who read my fics, or just reblog my shitposts. Maybe some of you are only here for pictures of my cat!? Thank you all so so much!!

To celebrate one year and my recent milestone, I’m gonna write some drabbles! Please send in requests! I’m gonna cut them off at 12 (one for each month I’ve been here), but I’m keeping requests open until they fill up! I’ll write for any of the characters listed below, but I only want to write one drabble per character, so I’ll cross them off when I get something for them! There’s 23 to choose from so there’s plenty of choice for you hehe (poly relationships are welcome if all characters haven’t been requested yet)!

Din Djarin • Poe Dameron • Obi Wan Kenobi • Cassian Andor • Frankie Morales • Santiago Garcia • Will Miller • Benny Miller • Pero Tovar • Javier Peña • Agent Whiskey • Ezra • Max Phillips • Marcus Pike • Oberyn Martell • Dave York • Marcus Moreno • Max Lord • Zach Wellison • Omar Assarian • Nathan Bateman • Llewyn Davis • Michael Perry

I’ll tag everything with #pumkiversary if you want to keep up with what’s happening :)

Details of what’s already requested are under the cut

✨ One slot left! ✨ a.o. 22nd July

1 - something soft with Omar for anon

2 - “fuck me the shit up” with Poe for @uncle-kenobi​ 

3 - hiding from the Empire with Cassian for @just-here-for-the-moment 

4 - self indulgent fluff (+smut?) with Din for @irrelevantbutfabulous​ 

5 - giant hands brain go brrrr with Pero for “anon” (i know who)

6 - something soft with Santi for @huxdameron​ 

7 - fluff with Nathan (and a cat(!)) for @abelmorales​ 

8 - getting caught in the rain with Javi for @thedukeleto​ 

9 - walking through a greenhouse with Ezra for @besidetheseasiderendezvous 

10 - something with Frankie for @astroboots​ 

11 - something cheeky with Obi Wan for 🗡anon

12 -

[steddie-island]

Movie tag game!

Rules: without naming them, post a gif from ten of your favorite films and then tag ten people to do the same.

I was tagged by @runninriot and @firefly-party thank you lovelies 😘😘

I present, in no particular order:

Tagging @puppy-steve @braincell-pingpong @finalmoondragon @augustjustice @crustyplush

@irrelevantbutfabulous @spectrum-spectre @stervrucht and as always, whomever wants to participate who hasn't been tagged.

[quoth-the-sparrow]

How To Ask Your Crush Out (or A Tale of Two Disaster Gays)

A Sanders Sides One-Shot

Warnings: None? This is just some good ol’ fluff (if I need to add anything, please let me know)

Pairings: Analogical

Description: Virgil has a major crush on Logan and is too scared to tell him

Word Count: 1,081

A/N: This was written for my friend! You can also find the story here on ao3

Logan Sanders strode into the library and went immediately to his favorite table, the one in the corner where he could have his back to the wall and had a good view of the front doors. He was always happy when no one was sitting there. It seemed childish to think so, since this was a high school library and there were no real assigned seats, but he always considered this to be his table. He set up his laptop and got to work on researching for his English paper. He was so absorbed in his work that he didn't notice that anyone had walked up to him until he heard a voice speak.

"Hey, Lo. You, um... you got a second?"

Logan looked up to see his best friend Virgil Andrews standing there in front of him, his foot tapping in an odd sort of rhythm that would only make sense to Virgil and those closest to him. He nodded, gesturing for him to sit down. Virgil shook his head and grabbed a fidget cube from his hoodie pocket, mumbling "No thanks."

"What can I help you with, Virgil?" Logan asked, setting his work aside. He hated to be interrupted but this was Virgil, and for some reason it didn't bother him as much when Virgil was the one who interrupted him.

"Yeah, so... We have to work with a partner for Mr. Bradford's science project. I heard it from Roman earlier. He says hi, by the way." Virgil shifted his weight from foot to foot and sighed. "I.... well, I always get picked last for these kinds of things, so I was wondering if maybe... um..."

Logan tilted his head to the side like a curious bird. "Yes?"

"Would you want to maybe be my partner? F-for the science project, I mean." Virgil was blushing, and he fiercely hoped Logan wouldn't notice. "Us neurodivergents gotta stick together, you know?"

Logan noticed Virgil's blush and filed that information away for later. He only hoped it meant what he thought it meant. "Sure, I'd love to be your partner." He gave his best friend a smile as he closed his laptop and began gathering his things. "I should be getting home; need a ride?"

"Yeah, sure, thanks." Virgil followed Logan out the library doors and towards his car. He didn't notice that Logan was blushing as well.

***The Next Week***

Logan wasn't quite sure what to do. He wanted to tell Virgil how he felt, but it didn't ever seem to be the right time. Besides, reading people's emotions wasn't really his area of expertise. So instead of saying it, he tried to show it. Offering to help Virgil with whatever he needed. Buying him lunch and sometimes dinner when they hung out. He tried to get the courage to hold Virgil's hand in the hallway yesterday but only managed to brush the back of his hand against his before chickening out.

The science project they did together had went exceptionally well. It turns out that the two of them really did make a great team. Mr. Bradford had given them a perfect score, one of the only ones he'd given out in the whole class. Virgil had been so happy, and the smile he gave Logan was so bright and incredible and adorable that Logan couldn't help but smile back.

"Maybe I should talk to Patton. He certainly knows more about emotions and social cues and things like that." Things that always seemed to elude him. "And maybe he'll have heard from Virgil." He hadn't seen or talked to Virgil all day, which worried him more than was logical. Then again, Virgil had looked paler than usual yesterday. Maybe he was sick?

The bell rang just then, pulling him out of his thoughts. He gathered his things and went to put away his textbooks, doing his best to tune out the mindless chatter from his fellow classmates. He'd never been more glad for a school day to be over.

Just as he opened the locker door, a purple piece of paper fluttered to the ground. He bent to pick it up. It was folded in half and someone had written Logan's name on it. He immediately recognized it as Virgil's handwriting. Hands trembling slightly for a reason he didn't quite want to admit, he unfolded the note.

Logan: I'd tell you I love you, but I'm terrified to. So I'm writing you this note instead. Sometimes it feels like the whole world is against me, but you're always by my side. You mean a lot to me, Lo, more than I could ever find words to express. Nothing would make me happier than being your boyfriend. - Virgil

Logan read the note again, fixating on that last word: boyfriend. He slammed the locker door shut, grabbed his bag and practically ran out the door and to his car. He only hoped Virgil was home.

It seemed to take forever but he finally pulled up to Virgil's house. Logan got out of the car, some of his excitement being overshadowed by nerves. He could do this. He could say those few words: "Yes Virgil, I would love to be your boyfriend. Yes, yes, yes." Logan repeated those words in his head as he made his way up the front steps and knocked on the door.

***

Virgil sighed as he flopped onto the bed. He was considering how badly he actually needed a high school diploma when there was a knock at the door. He sat up, sighing as he made his way downstairs and towards the front door.

He unlocked it and opened it to see Logan standing there, clutching a piece of purple paper in his hand. Virgil's eyes widened as he looked from the paper to Logan's face, and he opened his mouth to try to come up with some sort of explanation. Before he could get even one word out, Logan wrapped his arms around Virgil's neck and kissed him.

Virgil's brain went completely blank. The only thing he could think to do was kiss back, hands moving to first settle on Logan's hips then wrapping his arms around Logan's waist. Looking back on that moment, he couldn't tell if they stayed like that for a few seconds or a few hours. Finally, Logan pulled away, breathless. Virgil blinked, taking in Logan's blushing face.

"So, um... Is... is that a yes?"

Logan smiled and answered by kissing him again.

A/N 2: I hope you all enjoy this story! Please re-blog and let me know what you think! Also I’m re-doing my taglist so if you’d like to be tagged please let me know. You can also find me on ao3 at Storytelling_Sparrow

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[book-of-charlie]

Hey, do you Like Sanders Sides and DnD?

Then I have the blog for you!!

My friends and I have a Dnd Campaign - but our characters are the Sides. If you want some lowkey ooc Sanders Sides and that good chaotic dnd stuff, go check out our blog @dungeons-and-sides!

I play Virgil, but as for the rest:

Our DM is @the-prince-and-the-emo

Deceit is @birdybabybird

Logan is @saltystylus

Roman is @luci-the-android

Patton is @irrelevantbutfabulous

Please come check us out!!!

[edjectedly]

One Long Semester

So... a day later than I said (We are going to ignore the fact I said there would be a part two a year ago), but I realized this had to be three parts so, here is part two! A sequel to I Just Wanted a Good Grade which was inspired by @tsfanart so thank you again for starting this!! Shout to @fuzzypurplecloud for putting up with my complaining during this process, and @sanders-trash-4ever for editing!

Warnings: Lying, overthinking, minor self blaming

Words: 1291

Parings: Background Royality, Eventual Analogical

Tags: @irrelevantbutfabulous, @chemically-imbalanced-romance, @total-trash-emo, @llamaly, @himrachel, @a-wild-zaneta, @acrobaticcatfeline,  @fuzzypurplecloud @emphoenixcat @tree4life25 @vergeangst @ashrain5 @thisrandomperson102 @callboxkat @princelogical @meginoi @moxiety--sanders101 @poisonedapples  @say-no-to-this-but-its-laurens @kanejandkruge @lizaelsparrow 

Logan could barely wrap his head around the events of tonight. He was hopelessly infatuated with the purple haired, emo, graphic design major that just so happened to be the roommate of his close childhood friend. Said close friend had tried to introduce them several times, but Logan always managed to get out of those encounters and thus would never actually meet the person whom he admired so deeply.

He didn’t understand his feelings, similarly to how he didn’t understand the man who made him feel this way. He also didn’t understand why Roman was so insistent on him dealing with his feelings. Feelings were inherently illogical, but when Roman texted him begging for help, Logan just could not say no. Logan thought that maybe meeting the person of his affections would help him get over it, but no. Watching Virgil grow to understand a subject that had clearly just been explained poorly had only made Logan fall harder. And with Virgil’s newfound understanding should have come the end of their interactions, and Logan thought that would be the end of it. Then he had gotten that one fateful text.

Virgil had needed him again, and who was he to deny someone knowledge? So, he had made the trek across campus to see him, only for the other to start panicking when Roman came in. It had seemed so simple at the time, to just lie and say they were dating, except for the fact that  Logan decidedly didn’t want it to be a lie. He actually wanted to get to know someone that was not being pushed upon him by someone else.

Then everything just fell into place, the double dates with Roman and Patton, the study sessions with just him and Virgil, movie nights where Virgil always managed to fall asleep on him right before the end. Logan even learned how to help him through a panic attack, and though he’d never want Virgil to go through another one ever again, he was glad he was trusted to help. Everything was perfect, but Logan knew that eventually the semester would end and he did not know what to do. He didn’t want anything to change, barring his wishes possibly becoming a reality. Which lead Logan to do something he never thought he’d do. He went to Patton.

Logan hadn’t been sure exactly how to breach the topic to him without exposing their lie, but he was stuck in a loop of not knowing what to do, and so when he finally met with Patton, he had accidentally confessed everything. It had all just poured out in a way extremely uncharacteristic of Logan, which he would never admit to.

At first Patton seemed a little bit upset about the lying, but ultimately he understood why they did it, and he was willing to help Logan figure somethings out.

“So, you like Virgil, why not tell him?” Patton asked, as they sat in his dorm.

The question itself was simple enough, but Logan didn’t have any idea how to respond.

Logan sighed, running his hand through his hair, “I don’t want to mess up what we already have.”

“Logan, what you have right now is nice, but wouldn’t it be even better if it was real?”

“You’re correct, but I do not wish to stress him out before his final. That seems counterproductive to all the work he has put in over the semester and I won’t let my… infatuation with him cost him the good grade he’s worked so hard to get.”

There was a brief pause, enough for Logan to look up at Patton and for Patton to offer him a knowing smile, “Yah know he may be just as worried about this as you are? I haven’t known Virge that long, but he is my anxious child, and as such, I have a pretty good grasp on how he thinks and what he worries about. Just think about it for a bit and tell me this. Doesn’t it stand to reason that he’s worried about where you two stand as well?”

Logan shifted uncomfortably, not liking where this was going, “Are you suggesting he would be more successful if we were to ‘update our relationship status’, metaphorically speaking?”

“That’s for you two to decide Lo, I don’t want either of you feeling… low!”

It took all of Logan’s willpower not to let out a sigh at the pun, instead shifting his eyes toward the ground, focused more on making a plan than anything else. He knew Virgil, and he knew that Virgil’s final was coming up in two weeks. Between him and Patton they could keep him distracted, and knowing Roman, he’d contribute without meaning to. That way, he couldn’t stress about potential feelings, and Logan would have more time to make a decision on how to deal with them.

“Patton, do you think you could help me minimize Virgil’s stress this week and next, so I have more time to properly assess the situation? That way I cause him no further emotional distress, and he can focus on his grades, which are more important.”

Patton pressed his lips into a tight line, his usually ever-present smile disappearing, “You know, feelings are just as important as grades right? I’m all for helpin’ you both calm down kiddo, but your feelings are important too.”

“If you didn’t understand earlier when I explained the situation, this is my fault, and therefore it is my job to resolve this mess in a way that will cause everyone the least amount of turmoil.”

“From what you told me,” corrected Patton, “All you did was give him a way out of a sticky situation where he just wasn’t ready to talk about whatever was going on. Sure there were other options, but you both thought that was best in the moment. It wouldn’t be smart to blame yourself for this.”

Logically, Logan knew Patton was correct, but for some reason he still felt distressed in regards to the whole situation. He didn’t feel right keeping his secret hidden from Virgil, but he knew he couldn't come clean to him today. He was too afraid, despite knowing that his fears were irrational.

Upon sensing the other’s growing distress, Patton quickly spoke up, “I’ll help you Lo, don’t worry. But, you have to promise me you’ll talk to Virgil before we go home for Christmas break. Do we have a deal?”

“Yes, of course,” Logan exclaimed, standing up, “Thank you so much Patton. I am certain that I can handle this situation, I just need some time.

“I’m sure you can,” Patton shrugged, smile returning to his face, “Just remember you aren’t alone anymore, and Virgil is your friend. He won’t just turn his back on you.”

“You are quite right, sometimes my emotions simply override my intelligence,” Logan paused for a moment before blurting out, “I’m sorry I have never come to you before for advice on matters such as this. You’re a lot wiser than I gave you credit for.”

“I know I met you because of Roman, but don’t forget I’m your friend too. I’m always here to help!”

With that, Patton opened his arms, and despite the fact that Logan normally did not participate in such displays, he felt himself subconsciously leaning in to embrace his bubbly friend. When he pulled away, Logan could not help but notice how much higher his tolerance for affection was now, as compared to the time before he had actually met Virgil.

A lot of changes had occurred when he grew closer to the purple haired emo, and hopefully they would continue to change for the better. Now all he had to do was wait.

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