#me being cranky at princey

[voltageshots]

And it’s your business...how???

[sanderssides-secretsanta]

Sanders Sides Secret Santa gift #2!!

This is my second piece for this exchange!! My recipient was @lovelivingmydreams

I really enjoyed this prompt! I hope you enjoy ^^

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You'd never peg Virgil for the type to start small games, would you? Most wouldn't. Roman knew his boyfriend better though. 

Virgil and Roman had started dating about 4 months ago, when Roman had (figuratively) poured his heart out to Virgil in a moment of tired stupidity. Luckily for them, they're both tired and stupid.

After a kiss, and another, and wherever that led, they made it official. However, they knew how Thomas' fans were, along with a few of the other sides themselves, and Virgil had his doubts about making it public. After a bit of thinking (staring into a coffee mug and murmuring to himself while Roman sipped his tea) he had the perfect plan.

Well, perfect is a slight overstatement.

They decided they'd keep it secret, technically. They just didn't outwardly say it, but they slipped small hints. Virgil leaning his head on Roman's head to see what he was drawing. Roman placing his arm on the emo nightmare's shoulder and said nightmare not objecting, for once. Holding hands beneath the dinner table. You know, all that romantic jazz. As much as Virgil claimed to hate it, he really liked it when it came from his knight in a onesie. 

So now it was a game to see who would figure it out first. They were taking bets, actually. Roman betted on Logan or Remus. Logan because he was observant as fuck, and Remus because somehow his annoying twin always managed to figure this sort of thing out, despite his, as Roman said, "brain smaller than the pea under the princess's mattress!"

Virgil had instantly shot that down, placing his bet on Patton and Janus. Logan had no clue when it came to romance, and Remus was more... lust. Patton tended to be more in-tune with feelings like that, and Janus obviously just knew when someone was lying. Maybe Janus had an unfair advantage. 

Either way, they went about their daily lives. Nobody caught on for quite a bit, actually. 

It was one movie night in Roman's room when Patton first saw them properly close. Virgil with his head leaning on Roman's, who had his on Virgil's chest. 

"Hey kiddos! Just wanted to- oh!" He stopped as he walked in. Virgil instantly looked around at Patton, then back at his chest, then at Patton again. He raised a finger to his lips.

"Shhhhhh! The idiot fell asleep. He'll be cranky if I wake him up now. We're fine, ok?" Virgil told him in what wasn't higher than a whisper. Patton nodded.

"Mhm! Sorry." He said, waving as he walked out.

Virgil sighed, before chuckling softly. He leaned down, placing a soft kiss to the top of Roman's head.

"And so it begins." 

Logan was next, surprisingly. He'd only noticed when one day, at breakfast, Roman passed Virgil his coffee, their hands lingering for a moment longer than the standard amount. They sat down with their shoulders nearly touching. 

He watched them for a bit, analysing them behind his glasses. Roman caught his eye first, looking up from his food and raising an eyebrow.

"Whatcha staring at, nerd?" He asked. Logan cleared his throat.

"Ah, nothing. My apologies, it's just... you seem awfully close, both physically speaking and relationship wise. Has something changed?" He asked. Roman scoffed. Virgil seemed pretty zoned out.

"Me and emo nightmare? Nah, not a chance in Olympus. Keep theorising though, pocket protector. It's funny!" He said with a grin as he proceeds to nearly choke on his cereal. Logan sighed, shaking his head in exasperation. Virgil was trying his hardest not to laugh.

Somehow, Remus came next. To Janus' credit, he was often in his rooms plotting something or other. Or, that's how Virgil described it. But either way, all of the sides (bar Logan and Janus) were watching a movie. Nightmare Before Christmas; a classic. Roman had taken his position on the armchair, with Virgil laying across the couch onto Roman with his head in his lap. Patton sat on the couch with what was probably hot chocolate, and Remus lay on the floor, shirt discarded earlier in the night. 

At one point, Remus clearly lost focus in the movie, looking up at Roman and Virgil's position (which could NOT have been comfortable for Virgil; he was leaning across two couch arms and onto someone's legs). He let out a loud snicker, not trying to silence himself. Virgil looked down.

"Something funny?"

"Yeah, you two dorks. Hah, dorks."

"Shut up. What's funny about us then?" He asked. Roman was still watching the movie, but he listened to the others talk. 

"You look like you're tryna fuckin' break your back, and Roman over there would've tossed you off of him like a corpse this time last year. Something happen? Hm, hm??" He asked with a grin. Patton looked over in curiosity, but lost interest just as fast.

Roman chimed in now.

"Don't get any dirty ideas, brother! No, I'm simply being decent and letting Mr Gloom here sit where he wants. Is that so bad?"

"Sit is a very far stretch! He looks like he has no bones! Which I am not opposed to, by the way."

Virgil scoffed, rolling his eyes.

"You would like that, wouldn't you gremlin?"

"Yep!"

Roman threw a handful of popcorn at Remus, which quickly shut him up. Not because he was defeated, just because he wanted to see how that whole thing played out.

As the movie continued, Roman let his hand on Virgil's stomach, where one of the latter's hands rested. In the dark room, they let their fingers intertwine.

Obviously, they'd have to find out at some point. It was a given, all games have to end someday. It was dinner in the mind palace, and a pleasant one at that. All the sides decides to eat together since Thomas was in a good mood (he was eating with Nico today!) and nobody was complaining. Despite how much they claim to hate each other, they really are friends.

Well, friends is an understatement for some. 

Roman and Virgil were called to dinner, making them leave their blanket cocoon they'd built around themselves. Virgil groaned.

"I don't wanna move yet." He said with a pout. This just made Roman laugh.

"Well, we're eating with the others today, soo..." He snickered. "Oh no, the dreaded social interaction!"

Virgil just shot him a glare as Roman laughed. Once he'd had his moment, Roman stood up and shook off his blankets. He looked down at Virgil before smirking.

"...I don't like that look."

"Pffft- stay still, emo!"

"Wha-? hEY-!"

Virgil let out a yell as Roman swept him off the bed and onto his feet, spinning him around before he fully touched the ground. Despite his first protest, Virgil laughed as Roman spun him. They both laughed as the purple boy stopped, world spinning for him.

"Ready now, hot topic?"

"Sure, sure. Let's go, disneyworld."

As they turned to the door, they stopped. 

Four familiar faces stood at the door, all with their own variants of grins. Patton seemed excited, Logan was taking down some notes witb a smirk, And Remus and Janus were both grinning.

"I told you, Dee!! They're so fucking gay!" Remus exclaimed, making Janus laugh, along with Logan.

Roman felt the blush coating his cheeks as he facepalmed. He expected Virgil to be freaking out, and he was prepared to help, but as he looked at Virgil, all he saw was... was him laughing. Virgil laughed along with them, grabbing Roman's arm.

"Well, game's busted, Princey." He said. Roman laughed this time.

"I suppose you're right. Hey, who walked in first?"

"Ah, that would be Janus." Logan said, still not looking up at them. Virgil punched the air.

"I win! You owe me now."

"Hahahahah! Fine, fine. What do I owe?"

"You know."

Roman laughed. Without much hesitation, the pair leaned in, almost in sync. Their lips met in a kiss, confirming the theory Logan had been wondering about. 

"Haha! Gay!!"

Without parting, Virgil perfectly flipped off Remus in exactly his direction. 

[roman-sing-despacito]

El amanecer (The Sunrise)

Soulmate September: Day 1 - Your Soulmate’s name is written on your wrist or palm. @tsshipmonth2020

Pairing: DLAMP

Summary: Logan works in his mamá’s coffee shop, El amanecer, and there he meets quite a few people. But, on a particular Saturday, he meets some of the most important people: his soulmates

Summary 2: Patton spills his horchata, Roman is late to work, Virgil brings an umbrella, Logan does his job, and Janus is Remy’s coffee boy

Patton scanned over the menu one more time before practically skipping up to the counter. Once he got there, a middle aged woman smiled warmly at him and positioned herself behind the cash register.

“!Buenos días! Welcome to El amanecer. What can I get you?”

The woman’s smile was contagious, and even though he was half-asleep and slightly cranky, Patton couldn't help but return it. “Hi! Can I get a mango horchata, please?”

The woman nodded and went a little farther down the counter to prepare the drink, leaving Patton fiddling with the many bracelets decorated along his wrist.

“So, young man,” The woman looked up at the high-schooler before focusing on the drink again. “how did you hear about my shop? Me and my son have been trying to figure out how to spread the word more quickly. Especially since we just opened up last month.”

Patton’s smile grew as he recalled how his friend Emile recommended this coffee shop to him a week ago. The two were in math class and Emile had mentioned that she had passed by the new shop on her way to school. She had wanted to go with Patton, but her debate team had rescheduled their meeting to today.

“Well…” Pat smiled to himself, “I heard about it through a friend.” The woman nodded and handed him the horchata. After paying, he left a five dollar bill in the jar labelled: TIPS next to the register and turned to leave before looking back. “Thank you Miss...?”

She laughed. “Please, call me Quetzali! No need for formalities.” Patton nodded with a grin. “Well then thank you, Quetzali. I needed a nice drink to wake me up! I have a project due in a week and I’m afraid I’ve been procrastinating it longer than I should have.” He smiled sheepishly and then waved goodbye.

“Good luck with the project! And hopefully I will see you soon.” She winked.

And as Patton closed the door, he heard Quetzali shout, “!Mi amor! Come take over the front, I need to—”

Assuming she wasn’t talking to him, Patton took another sip as he walked down the street. He was so busy brainstorming ideas for his science project that he didn’t notice a mop of red hair running straight at him.

“HEY WATCH OUT—!!!”

The two collided, knocking both boys off their feet.

Patton groaned as he rubbed his head, trying to soothe the growing throb. “I am so so sorry! Are you okay?” The redhead helped Patton up.

“Oh uh…” He glanced down to see his spilled horchata a few feet away, “Well I’m okay kiddo! But my drink sure isn’t…” He trailed off with a small pout.

The stranger grimaced. “Gosh I really am sorry about that. I’m running late for work and I do not want to be late for the second day in a row!”

The two were so engrossed in one another that neither of them noticed how it had started to lightly drizzle.

“It’s alright! No harm done—uh...what’s your name kiddo?”

The redhead laughed, “I’m pretty sure I’m older than you.”

He held out a hand to Patton, “Name’s Adams, Roman Adams. And I think you fell for me.” He winked.

And neither noticed the purple-haired teen walking up to them.

Patton’s hand froze mid-handshake. “Um, what?” Did he hear that right?

Not expecting that reaction, Roman quickly dropped his hand to his side, “Oh. Sorry, I can be a bit too forward sometimes.”

“No! No, don't worry kid—Uh, Roman. I just…” Patton trailed off not really believing that he finally met one of his soulmates. “Um, I’m Patton.”

Unfortunately Roman was quick to worry, and he felt as though he made things weird. He wanted nothing more than to leave the (in Roman’s opinion) awkward situation. 

Until Patton’s name clicked.

“Wait. Your name...? You’re Patton?”

The two looked at each other in awe. Roman swiftly pulled up his long sleeves, ignoring the rain running down his now exposed arm, while Patton pushed up the bracelets that covered his soulmates’ names.

And sure enough, starting from his inner wrist, Roman’s soulmarks read: Patton Virgil Logan Janus in a variety of colors.

Patton gasped as Roman read over his soulmate's arm, the colors for each name matching: Roman Virgil Logan Janus

Roman made eye contact with Patton’s teary eyes and the two quickly engulfed each other in a hug. “We found each other! Oh my goodness gracious!!!”

With a joyous laugh Roman looked up at Patton, “I’m sorry about your drink.”

“Roman! I would spill a thousand drinks if it meant I got to meet one of my soulmates!”

It was then that the two finally noticed that it was raining. And for some reason, they were no longer getting wet.

“Uh...what if you met another soulmate?” Patton looked sideways to see someone about his and Roman’s age, holding a big umbrella over all of them.

Roman gave the new stranger a small grin, “Do you mean..?”

The stranger shuffled awkwardly before gesturing to his arm not holding the jet black umbrella. “You can check for yourselves. I’m Virgil.”

Patton eased out of Roman’s hug and gently lifted Virgil’s grey jacket sleeve. He stopped once all of the names were visible: Roman Patton Logan Janus once again, the soulmarks were in an array of colors

Patton squealed in happiness and Roman lightly smirked, “How lovely it is to meet you, Dark and Stormy Night.”

Virgil couldn’t help the small smile that grew the longer they looked at each other. “Wow, Princey. Wonder where you came up with that one?” He muttered sarcastically.

Which Roman was quick to return with a playful scoff, “Well seeing as you have saved Patton and I from the rain, I think it fits perfectly.”

Patton smiled as two of his soulmates laughed, he bounced closer to Virgil and held his arms out in a hug. “Hug time?” He asked excitedly.

Virgil’s smile dropped. “I don’t…” He fidgeted with the end of his jacket, he didn't want to be rude to his soulmate. Especially as they had just met.

Patton let his arms drop. “You can say no, Virgil.” His warm smile calmed the purple haired boy down a bit.

“Are you sure…?”

Roman smiled. “Of course! We would never force you to do anything you don’t want to.”

 “Thank you.” Virgil’s whisper was returned with a nod and a smile.

“Now Princey...I think you owe Pat here a new drink.” The trio glanced at the spilled horchata laying on the sidewalk.

Roman was quick to bow deeply, “I would be honored to accompany my soulmates to retrieve Patton’s desired drink!”

“Wait! Don’t you have work, Roman?”

Roman waved off Patton’s concern. “I just met two of my soulmates! I’m sure Thomas will understand if I called in explaining the situation.”

“Well if you’re sure…”

With that the three walked back to El amanecer. All the while talking about their lives, and joking around with each other.

~*~*~*~*~

Janus groaned as his phone rang for the third time. He didn’t even have to look at the caller ID. “What do you want now, Remy?” He snapped.

“Chill babes. Geez, can’t a BFF call xir friend to say hello?”

Janus sighed in frustration, “Remy, if you don’t tell me your new order in five seconds, I am hanging up and not getting your stupid coffee. Everyone knows you could use less caffeine anyway.”

“HEY!”

“Five seconds~”

“Okay! Okay, geez.”

“Four seconds~”

“Sooo, I made up my mind and I just want a plain cappuccino!”

Janus stopped walking. “You, what?”

“Plain cappuccino.”

Janus felt an eye twitch, “Remy. You had me memorize an entire order with a whole bunch of extra syrups and toppings twice and now you’re telling me to forget all of that!?”

“Listen babes, I don’t choose the coffee. The coffee chooses me.”

“You know what? Fine. You’re lucky I care about you.”

“Awww does Jan-Jan actually have a heart?” Remy teased through the phone. Xe knew Janus only cared about a select few people, but the few he does care for, he cares for deeply.

“Oh, would you look at that! I’m already at El amanecer! Bye Remy.” He hung up on Remy’s cackling laughter.

Janus opened the door as a ghost of a smile appeared, “What a lunatic.”

He got in line behind a rather attractive redhead, and he couldn’t help but tune into the redhead and the cute barista’s conversation. What? He was bored, sue him.

~*~*~*~*~

“Salutations, welcome to El amanecer. What would you like?” Despite being flustered by the redheaded customer, Logan kept his voice neutral and ensured he had an air of professionalism around him. Well...as much professionalism as a 16 year-old boy could muster.

“Hey there! Um, can I get one mango horchata, one vanilla bean frappuccino, and a strawberry agua—Uh, agua...fresca, please?” Roman cringed a little at his slip up.

Logan totaled up the order and gave a small nod. “Of course. Wait one moment please.” He went to prepare the drinks, and Roman saw this as the perfect opportunity to make some small chat with the dashing blonde barista.

“Today’s been a crazy day. I was late to work, and in rushing to get to my bus stop I ran into this guy. Turns out, he’s my soulmate!”

Logan didn’t look Roman in the eyes, “Oh?” He replied, seemingly disinterested. But really, he was a bit dejected that the redhead had already found his soulmate.

“Yeah! And after we found out, another guy walked up to us and we found out that he was another one of our soulmates!”

Logan’s shock was hidden by him turning his head away from Roman. “Oh, wow. The odds of that are infinitesimal.”

“Infinity—What?”

Logan placed the horchata and agua fresca in front of Roman before turning away again. “Infinitesimal. It means really small.”

Roman nodded, “Oh, cool. So...what’s your name? I’m Roman.”

Logan’s grip on the frappuccino faltered and the coffee crashed to the floor. He jumped, startled, and hurried to clean it up. 

Logan looked up, his face flushed when Roman exclaimed, “Oh! Sorry if I’m distracting you.”

The blonde shook his head. “No, no. You’re fine...Roman. I was uh, surprised is all.”

“Why?” The confusion in his eyes was too adorable for the barista to handle.

Logan looked away, focusing on cleaning up the rest of the spilled coffee. “My name is Logan.” He figured if they were soulmates, Roman would have a similar reaction. And if he had no reaction, then Logan could forget this embarrassing moment ever happened.

He stood up and looked hesitantly in Roman’s eyes. But the hesitance was quickly replaced with hope, as a wide smile lit up the redhead’s face.

“You mean we’re…?”

“Soulmates.” Logan confirmed.

The two rolled up their sleeves and on Logan’s arm were brightly colored soulmarks: Roman Janus Patton Virgil

“Wow.” Roman let out a breathy laugh. “Three soulmates in one day?”

Logan sent him a small smile. “By any chance, are any of the other names on my arm the two people you met?”

“Yep!” Roman beamed, “Virgil and Patton are over there.” He pointed to the far left corner of the coffee shop where a bubbly, black haired teen sat in a round table laughing with a purple haired boy.

The words; “They’re beautiful.” slipped out.

Logan wanted to smack himself. 

Thankfully though, Roman only smiled. “Yeah, they are.”

After preparing the vanilla bean frappuccino again, Logan nodded in thanks as Roman left a tip.

The two stared at each other, both not knowing what to say, until the sound of someone clearing their throat caused them to jump.

An amused looking brunette laughed at their startled expressions. “My apologies. But I couldn’t help but overhear…” The stranger shifted uncomfortably before cautiously rolling up his sleeve, his tan skin clearly showed: Roman Logan Patton Virgil

“I’m Janus.” The brunette gave them a small smile.

“¡Ay Dios mío!” Logan exclaimed quietly.

Roman was smiling widely at this point, “We all met on the same day!”

“Well,” Janus glanced at the table in the far-left corner. “We haven’t all met.”

Logan nodded enthusiastically, “But we will. After I take your order Janus, I’m sure mamá will give me the day off.”

Janus shrugged, “Don’t worry about it. I only came here to get my friend Remy a cappuccino. And with how much xe pesters me about my soulmates, I’m sure xe will understand why I didn’t deliver it to xem.”

Roman bounced happily, eager for all of his soulmates to meet one another.

With a small nod at Janus, Logan turned away from his soulmates. “¡Mamá! Necesito el día libre por favor.”

Quetzali came out of the back of the shop, looking questioningly at her son. “¿Por qué?”

Logan smiled as he gestured to the two boys in front of the counter. “Porque mamá, quiero conocer a mis almas gemelas.”

Quetzali’s face morphed from concern to pure happiness in the span of a few seconds. “Wow! It’s nice to meet you boys!”

Roman and Janus smiled, giving Quetzali a nod of respect. “Y usted, señora.”

All three of them looked at Janus in surprise.

“What?” Janus huffed, “I didn’t take three years of spanish for nothing.”

They all laughed and Quetzali ushered her son out from behind the counter. “Go meet them, mi amor. Have some fun.” Logan hugged her before joining Janus and Roman in walking up to their other soulmates.

Virgil groaned as he spotted Roman. “Finally! Did you get lost on your way across the shop?”

“Nope!” Roman stepped aside, letting Janus and Logan into view. “However, I did get lost in our soulmates eyes.”

Patton jumped up excitedly while Virgil eyed the new boys. “Hi! I’m Patton!!!”

Logan held out a hand which Pat shook vigorously, “I am Logan.” He nodded at Virgil who sent a peace sign in return. “Sup I’m Virgil.”

Janus took Patton’s hand from Logan and pressed a small kiss to the back of it. “Hello Patton, it is a pleasure to meet you.” He turned to Virgil with a smile, “You as well Virgil.”

With a blushing face Patton offered them all a seat.

“So...this is kind of crazy huh.”

The purple haired boy snorted, “It’s more than crazy, Pat. But...I’m glad to finally meet all of you.”

Roman nodded, his eyes constantly drifting to each of his soulmates.

“Indeed,” Logan adjusted his glasses. “I have never heard of multiple soulmates all meeting on the same day before. The chances that we did are—”

“Infinitesimal.” Janus interrupted.

Logan’s face went aflame. “You actually heard Roman’s and I entire conversation?”

“You have a nice voice Lo.” Janus winked, causing the barista’s blush to deepen.

Virgil pretended to gag, “If all of you are going to be this mushy, I gotta go.”

They all laughed and spent the entire day getting to know one another. The chances of them meeting the way they did? Infinitesimal. Their love for one another? Infinite and unmeasurable, especially as the years went by.

[nightlovechild]

Wonder Prince - Deceit’s Week. (Day 3: Roceit)

Warnings: Lying, fighting, costumes, bondage, role play, forced confessions, bdsm, punishments, anal fingering, anal sex, fucking machine, blowjob, Hemipenis

Summary: Roman takes justice into his own hands when Dimitri tells one lie too many. Showing Dimitri the error of his way with the Lasso of Truth and a few other hedonistic toys. 

Note: Deceit’s name is Dimitri. 

Dimitri's job was to lie. Excelling well beyond the standard every time he opens his mouth. Lies pour forth from him like he was a raging river of disinformation. It made his blood pump faster and his tongue stronger when he went on a binge. The fact it irritated the living hell out of Roman was the icing on the cake.

Remember kids, the cake is a lie.

~☆~

Roman's lips were pursed together in frustration as he tried to hold back. Dee really put a crack in his self-restraint some days.

"You know, Wonder Woman was based off of a drag queen that trained as an All-American athlete because she was as tall as an Amazonian woman." Dimitri told Patton.

The poor puff ball nodding along like it was the most reasonable plot twist of real life.

"Then the author of the Wonder Woman comics was an asexual aromatic." Dee compiled fib over fib. A growl tearing itself from the royal's chest when he just couldn't take anymore.

"You blundering fool. William Marston was not an asexual nor was he, and the word you were looking for was, aromantic! Aromatic makes him sound like a can of air freshener. William Marston was in a polyamourous relationship with his wife and their mistress that inspired Wonder Woman!" Roman aggressively pointed at Dimitri then shifted gears to a soft voice and a thumbs up towards Patton.

"Also there is absolutely nothing wrong with asexuals or aromantics, okay Patton! You are beautiful just the way you are pop-star!"

Patton's heart was so filled with support and understanding. He could only make high pitched noises as he held his hands out for Roman. Walking protectively over to Patton, he started to lean down. But the heart began hugging him so tight around the middle Roman could only side hug his shoulders while glaring at Dee.

Dimitri smirked, stood up and issued the last strike to the splintering dam of Roman's self-restraint.

"Wonder Woman was nothing more than a spoiled royal who couldn't get by in life without entitlement and a couple of cheap toys! Just. Like. You."

Roman's offended Princey noises came out like a wild animal's roar. Grabbing Dee by the lapels of his jacket, hauling him up and tossing him over his body as they sunk out of the room and landed on Roman's bedroom floor.

Grunting as his back slammed against the faux bear rug, Dimitri's head spun as Roman's hot body landed on top of him. With quick lighting strikes, Roman struck three pressure points, keeping Dimitri immobile for a short while. The snake side groaned as he could only watch Roman's ass as he walked over to a dresser.

"Sucker body slams seem like the perfect start of a clean fight."

"Shut it. I can only teach you one lesson at a time and I already have one in mind." Roman finished digging out what he was looking for. Stomping over to where Dimitri was splayed out. A golden rope was in the Prince's hand.

"So you think my toys are cheap, huh? Does this look cheap to you?"

"The lasso of truth is so real, oooo. I'm really frightened." Dimitri lied.

"Okay. If that's how you feel chee-tah of the truth. Try this on for size." Roman tugged Dimitri up by the collar of his shirt and stepped up behind him. Using his legs to prop the limp Dee into a seated position as he tied his lying arms to his lying body. Binding him from his shoulders down to his forearms.

"Let's see you lie your way out of this one." Roman gloated as he ran his thumb and forefinger between the ropes and Dimitri's body. Once he was sure the tension was right and not nerve damagingly tight, he stepped back. Smirking as Dee landed on his side. A captive audience.

"Might have the toys, but you'll never look like her." Dimitri bit back as the ropes started to glow the brightest golden hue. The blinding light filling the room for a flash then faded just as fast. His breath was stolen as he stared at Roman in all his glory.

Magically donning the Woman Woman outfit: headband, corset, booty shorts and knee high boots without leaving the spot. Sparks casting off the metal forearm guards as Roman crossed his arms with speed and strength.

"The Deceitful side known as Dimitri Sanders. I Wonder Prince command you to…" Roman paused for dramatic effect.

Dimitri was in lust...and is so much trouble… because he could feel it. The truth growing in his body and pushing at his lips as he bit down harder on them.

"Tell me the truth! Confess why are you being such a super villain lately?"

"I'm needy. I'm lonely and cold at night. Especially since I learned how you all 'take care' of each other's needs while...while I jerk off by myself." Dimitri confessed as the rope glows with its magical might. His eyes focused straight ahead refusing to look at Roman, trying to fight the spell.

"Are you saying you're being a cranky brat because you need a good hard fucking?" Roman growled the last words as he gripped the snake's hair, making him look at him.

Dimitri was warring with himself as the fire in his eyes were only matched by the glowing rope. The magic lasso guiding, tugging, forcing Dimitri to his truth.

"YES! God fuck yes-sss. Need your cock! Need every sss-single sss-side's love. Crave all four of you." Dimitri hissed then panted as if he had run a 5k marathon in seconds. Trying to stamp down the familiar euphoria that came with unadulterated honesty. It wasn't safe chasing that high. He had to keep struggling to be in control and moving on. Closing his eyes he focused on his lies, trying to lose himself in the mental web.

Dimitri didn't even realize Roman had left his side until the wonder royal was returning with a wide padded leather bench. There was a soft smile to Roman's face.

"Believe it or not, good solid woodworking takes time and is hard to safely conjure. So I keep the really good toys already premade." Roman said conversationally as he helped Dimitri to his feet. Letting the bound side lean back against the bench.

The lights overhead made rainbows cast off of the golden headband as Roman knelt down. His soft hands brushing against Dee's skin as he removed his shoes, socks and bottom clothing. The top of the shapely corset exposed more of the prince's broad chest at this angle making Dimitri’s cocks swell.

"W-why are…y-you being nice to me now? I thought maybe you would use me for some hate fucking then banish me away to the other side again." Dimitri's mouth ran away with him. Not like he could help it currently.

"You told the truth. Even though it was hard and maybe embarrassing. But you dug down deep and prevailed. You're not a villain Dee. Just an anti-hero with no guidance." Roman said as he stood up. "Plus, why would I send you away? Everyone desires the bad boy, Dee."

He let a moan slip at the Prince's words and then more sounds from his touches. Roman stroked his hands against the exposed areas of Dimitri's shirt. Watching the material disappear to reveal pale skin wherever the ropes weren't.

"I hate that you acted like such an insufferable cur, but I am glad you got my attention. Your body is stunning bound up in my lasso." Roman's words taking a sultry tone.

Caressing Dimitri's shoulders, past the glowing ropes, and down to his ass. Roman smacked Dee's ass hard enough to drive his hips forward with each swat. Letting the dark side grind against the crotch of his tight costume. Nuzzling against each other, small nips to collarbones and shoulders.

"You have two choices my fearsome foe: A slow and deep fucking with sweet kisses or fast and rough hate fucking that's too hard, but never enough. Either way, I am going to make you come over and over without ever needing to touch your cocks."

"Oooo god, please. Hate fucking but want kisses still. Can I ask for that? Am I allowed to?" Dimitri begged as the rope's magic kept his tongue loose. Shivering as his cocks jumped with the titillating truth.

"My wicked opponent you have no idea what you've just signed yourself up for." Roman smirked as he slipped back into character.

"You've terrorized my city for far too long. You have lied. You have created chaos and longing wherever you go. Now that I have you, I'm going to show you the error of your ways. Do you yield to this verdict, criminal mastermind?" Roman stood proudly as he gave Dimitri a way to consent or to opt out.

"I happily yield to your punishment."

Manhandling him to turn around and making him climb up onto the bench. His knees are pushed into position on the lower section. The soft leather padding has Dimitri off balance as he tries to fight back. The ropes shifting as he tries to use his hands to brace himself as Roman forces his bound half across the wide upper section of the bench. With Dimitri's ass exposed at the perfect height Roman could feel his foe’s trembling body.

With a wave of his hand, Roman conjured the tool of Dee's undoing. If the snake side could see it he would have gladly spread his legs open wider. Roman had to adjust his hard cock as he moved the fucking machine closer to Dee's ass.

"It's a pity you haven't let me catch you before, you have the perfect ass for caning and paddling." Roman said as he rubbed his lube slick fingers against his hole.

Letting Dimitri's moans and whimpering guide how deep and fast he opened him open. One finger quickly moving to two. A quick smack to his ass as Roman pushed three fingers into his clenching ass. The steady leaking of precome being a sign that he was ready.

"Y-you could spank me now? Want that. Dream of being used by you."

"No. I have a better plan." Roman said as lined the huge slick dildo from the fucking machine up against Dimitri's hole. Pressing it's tip right into him.

As Roman walked around to the front, the confused look on Dee's face was comical. If Roman was here? What was inside of him? The hardness of the cock still pushing into him. Bringing the control box with its many dials into view an obscene moan left Dee. Turning the dial making the slick cock pushing in so meticulously. Roman brushed the hair out of his face as he placed soft sweet kisses to his lips.

"Going to make you take your punishment while I finally get a good use for this dirty lying mouth." Roman growled as he pulled back. Ripping the blue booty shorts off, Roman's now freed cock slapped the side of Dimitri's face. Dimitri's tongue stuck far out trying to get it back, to taste, to suck on it.

"Such a desperate whore under all the lies, aren't we?" Roman tapped his cock off of his tongue while he turned the dial up again. The machines whirling is audible now as it is thrusting deeper into his ass. When Dimitri didn't answer, Roman flicked a different switch; Making the plastic cock vibrate as well.

Dimitri wasn't forming words, his couldn't get past how good he felt. Dimitri's body was speaking volumes to Roman still. As he touched his body seeing him leaning into each touch, cocks jumping when Roman started gripping his skin harder.

"Still want to suck this cock or are you too dickmatized, my little dark slut?" Roman bent over, gripping his hair and planting a rough kiss on him.

Mumbling yes and nodding his head was all he could do as the hero pushed his cock into his warm open mouth. Each truth was making the dark side feel more exposed, more open, he should be scared, but yet..

Dimitri was in heaven, his every hole being used. Struggling to breathe between the cock being shoved down his throat and the bindings against his body. Like a perverse hug, holding him close as the mechanical cock pounds deep into his body. Shaking and stroking over his prostate sending him over the edge. Splattering the leather padding with his come. Both cocks jerking with his release. Moaning around Roman's cock as the machine goes faster at his hero’s touch. Never stopping. Whimpering turns back to guttural moans as the Prince kisses him. Lips locked together, biting each other from pent up frustration. Dee immediately keeps his teeth away as Roman fills his mouth with his thick cock again. Focusing on sucking the cock in front of him made his own cocks grow heavy again.

Roman's hands seize the ropes as a leverage point. Holding Dimitri in place as he is trying to rock himself forward to take more of Roman into his mouth. If Dee moves too much he could hurt himself, that would never do. Roman needed this to happen again. And again and again. Taking control back by pinning Dee down, the prince is thrusting his hips forward to satisfy the snake’s hunger. Until Dimitri is gasping for oxygen when he pulls back because Roman is so deep in his throat.

A sinful symphony of moans, metal cranking, wet fucking sounds filled the room now.

"G-god you're such a good whore. Taking your punishment so well. Going to make me bust down your throat. Make you swallow my come like a good sidekick." Roman pants as he hears the metal gears grinding suddenly. Needing to work harder as Dimitri starts coming again. Clenching so hard it's making it strain to keep it’s pace. The sights and sounds are too much as Roman pulls out, stroking his cock fast as he spills across Dee's tongue.

"Gonna… gonna come again. Please. Please." Dimitri yelps. Legs kicking against the bench, whimpering and moving back and forth, another orgasm is forced from Dimitri's willing body as Roman finishes fucks himself through his own orgasm.

“Learned my lesson. Please no more, Ro.” Dimitri whimpers going slack as the cock slips free of his body.

Waving his hand, the machine is gone. Making Dimitri's hole spasm against nothing; making the emptiness fee overwhelming. Whimpering again, Roman pets his hair, laughing.

"You are a mess, you know that? Whining when you're getting fucked, Whining when it's too much, whining when it's over. Will you ever be happy, my woeful foe?"

"I-In your.. arms, close to you, being held by you, I'll be happy then." Dimitri struggles against the ropes, hands trying to move towards Roman.

"Oh, you do know how to land a fatal blow my sweet love."

A quick cut of the rope and Dimitri is being carried into the bathroom and down into a huge bath. The rose and lavender scented water encourages Dimitri to relax. The rushing water from the jets working all the stiffness from his body.

"Us good?" Dimitri mumbles against his hero's neck as he hugs the prince tightly since Dee is clingy when he is in subspace.

"Of course. We might argue or fight but we are parts of a whole. There is no me without you and vice versa." Roman says as he hand washes Dee from head to toe. Holding him close until his proper senses come back to him.

Then Dee is gently placed to the side of the tub as Roman washes himself. Rinsing off and being wrapped in a huge fluffy towel making him smile so big. Humming "a tale as old as time" as lotion is rubbed over all the rope marks. Roman issuing forth sweet nothings and telling him how well he did as he is dressed in cotton pjs. Then tucked into Roman's arms and under the covers.

"It was all a lie you know? You have no power over me. I'm not some simpleton to be won over so easy." Dimitri tried to get around the lies but frowned when he couldn't.

"Sure, you are. Night, Lasso Boy." Roman smirked as he tied a bit of cut lasso around his wrist. Knotting it three times over.

"Thank you. Night, my Wonder Prince." Dimitri smiled sweetly as he slept.

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What are Deceit's nicknames for Roman?

Thank you for giving me questions

Deceit calls Roman while little:

Roo (This is the most common and just on par to his name while little it is rare to hear Deceit call him his full name unless hes in trouble)

Roo Roo (While Roo is just on par to a name, Roo Roo is more a silly thing, Deceit will sometimes just randomly say it over and over, changing the tone (never any negetive tones, but like silly, shooked, excited that kind of thing) Which makes Roman giggle up a storm

Little Princess / Princess (While little it’s rare to hear Deceit call Roman Princey, Going with Princess instead, because sometimes a prince needs a break rescuing others and needs to be rescue from themselves. Also because Roman wears a lot of female little clothes. He loves dresses because they are twirly with no pants (he hates pants and only will have his legs covered if it’s footie pajamas)

Dragon (Only used when Roman is being a cranky fussy baby. Tends to have another part to it, most commonly “Fussy Dragon” and “Cranky Dragon” In the end this however doesn’t encourage Roman to stop being fussy, but instead just change his whining babbles into Rawrs of annoyance.

A lot of cutesy silly names (Including referring to him as cartoon characters, animals, and so on)

Roman calls Deceit while little:

Da’Dee (First and foremost the thing Deceit is called almost 24/7 when Roman is little is Da’Dee, but more pronounced “dah-dEE” this is just his way of saying Daddy. He puts force in the E part, and when whining will drag the e out.

Sssssss (Really just snake sounds, he will make at Deceit. Normally Deceit will stick out his split tongue at Roman playfully making him burst into giggles)

Mah! (Roman is very possessive of Deceit,any sign of someone getting more attention from Dee than him will get him loudly claiming ownership)

That’s it Roman is pretty nonverbal while little

Deceit calls Roman while big:

Roo (When he’s taking care of Roman big or little it tends to slip out. Roman doesn’t really mind it though, he likes being called Roo big or little)

Princess (When Roman is big, he does have a habit of playfully teasing Roman. This nickname isn’t a cruel thing and only used when they are alone. It causes Roman to go bright red and hide his face in his hand. But, he does love being called Princess by Deceit even if it makes him blushy

Disney Freak/Nut (Self explained)

A lot of random nicknames that makes Roman blush, groan, or smile. (Roman ended up corrupting Deceit with all his nickname calling. None of these names ever are meant to upset or mock Princey in a hurtful way. Deceit would never hurt Roman on purpose, that’s the opposite of what the scaly side’s goals are!) 

Roman calls Deceit while big:

Dee (The reason why his little side force so hard on the dee part of Da-Dee. It’s very common for him to use Dee over Deceit unless he’s upset with the scaly side

Snake (Not a bad thing at all, Roman in fact secretly loves Deceit’s scales, while big or little he enjoys petting his scales. He honestly wishes he was more unique like Deceit. Especially because he feels like a outsider from the other sides. (and he tends to be due to his own behavior) Deceit doesn’t mind his scales being touch, he loves it actually) 

My Royal Knight / Guard (Roman sees just how much Deceit protects him, being the ego a good bit of Deceit’s job is to protect Roman. So that nickname popped up, mostly to show that he saw all of the scaly side’s hard work!)

Dad (Even when Roman isn’t little Deceit tends to care for him due to his terrible self care. So he will playfully say dad a lot to “mock” Deceit secretly tho Roman loves having someone who actually cares about him, because he feels like none of the others do, not really)

Coach (This nickname is a reference to how Patton explained Deceit’s job. It makes Deceit actually feel quite nice because he’s not bad, like everyone thought, he was just doing his best to help Thomas)

A whole bunch of random things (This is Big!Roman we’re talking about, the sheer amount of random nicknames is a lot. about 80% of them are pretty sweet though. Roman appreciates everything Deceit does for him)

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Poof

Warnings: None, I don’t think ? Pairing: None Inspired by: “Imagine if in a video, Virgil got mildly pissed at Logan for whatever reason and bopped him in the face with a wing and everyone’s like “You have wings?” but Logan just “Was that really necessary?”” Notes: Inspired by @protecterofalltheaus ‘s comment on my drawing of winged!Virgil, I strayed from the idea but I liked the idea of it so I wrote a small thing. Don’t really like the ending that much but I wanted to write some winged!Virgil

Having wings was hard.

Hiding them was even harder.

The reason why Virgil has said wings:

Roman invited Virgil out for one of his adventures in his fantasy world, for some reason (Seriously, Virgil still didn't know why Roman chose him and not Patton or someone who made sense), setting out on a quest to find and kill a Dragon-Witch that had supposedly kidnapped a lovely Prince in a tower and Roman had to rescue them.

It was an incredibly cliche plot and Virgil couldn't wait for it to be over with.

Travels happened, fighting happened, blah, blah, blah-

Then something wonderful happened.

Meaning Virgil fell into a lake.

Roman was in the midst of fighting the Dragon-Witch, when she spit fire at Virgil, though it was an odd color and seemed to.. sparkle?

And as soon as it hit Virgil, right in the center of his chest, he fell into the lake surrounding the tower.

The water wasn't even warm, either.

Virgil knew how to swim, so of course this wasn't much of a big deal, however he did almost drown after feeling excruciating pain rip through his back, and after he recovered from his almost-blacking-out state, noticed he had two extra limbs that added heavy weight to his back.

Virgil stared at his onyx black wings in awe, and he almost sucked in a breath if he didn't realize where he was currently floating just in time.

How the hell am I gonna hide this from Princey?! Virgil thought in a panic, since his wings seemed to be coming through his jacket (though for some reason it wasn't torn) and it wasn't very likely he'd be able to tuck them in there.

Or, so he thought.

Deciding just to try it, he took off his jacket, folded his wings (with difficulty, as these were entirely new limbs attached to his spine), and pulled his jacket back on, and it hid them. Somehow.

As soon as he'd hidden his new wings, he felt his hand get gripped tightly, and he was suddenly pulled out of the lake and into the arms of a certain Royal.

"Virgil! I am so, so sorry, I didn't think the Dragon-Witch was going to target you!" Roman gasped, holding the cold, wet Side to his chest, paying no mind to the fact he himself was getting soaked as well.

"P-Princey, it's fine," Virgil gasped, desperately taking air back into his lungs, shivering and feeling like he was about to freeze to death.

"No, it's not! You're so cold!" Roman gasped even more dramatically than before, and the area around them of the tower and lake melted away, returning to Roman's usual grand bedroom.

"Patton!" Roman called before Virgil could stop him, drawing a groan from the Anxious Side, who just decided to go limp and allow them to throw him around. As long as they didn't remove his jacket, he was fine.

After Patton and Roman both helped heat Virgil up again and get him dried off, Virgil spent time shut in his room, trying to figure out how to operate these new limbs.

And a couple weeks later, here we are. Movie night.

Virgil laid across the couch in the living room, taking up the entire thing, Logan claiming the recliner before anyone else could, leaving Patton, Roman, and Thomas to sit on the floor to watch the movie. Though after a moment he did move his legs a bit and let Patton sit on the couch with him, after sticking his tongue out childishly to Thomas and Roman, who pouted at him at the clear show of favoritism.

As the movie started and all attention was drawn to the beginning of a Disney movie, Virgil felt his wings begin to throb.

Oh no.

They were getting restless. And when they got restless, they popped out no matter where he was or how hard he tried to prevent it.

Virgil quickly grabbed a blanket, pulling it over himself, and when his wings did pop out in a flurry of feathers, Virgil made himself sneeze and pretended nothing was wrong and there weren't feathers now all over the floor and couch and he had very large lumps underneath the blanket he was curled up in.

Instead of being questioned, though, thankfully they all were too caught up in the movie to actually notice, and Virgil let himself relax.

But he relaxed a little too much.

And then he fell asleep.

"Isn't he adorable?" Roman heard Patton croon, and the Royal Side turned a bit to see Virgil sleeping soundly on the couch, blanket pulled close to his body, breathing gently.

He chose to ignore the feathers for now and bring them up after the movie was over, because if he brought it up now, they'd all ignore the movie to chat about the feathers and he couldn't stand the thought of ignoring one of his favorite Disney movies to talk about a bird leaf or two scattered on the floor.

He did feel really curious about the feathers, he couldn't deny that. But he wasn't curious enough that he'd stop watching a Disney movie and turn all attention to them.

He was going to mention it when the movie ended, too, but Patton and Thomas were both already asleep.

Logan was awake, though.

"Logan!" Roman whisper-yelled to the other on the recliner, catching his attention from his book.

"Yes, Roman?" He sighed, expecting the Royal Side to start talking nonsense about the movie.

"Why are there feathers everywhere?"

Logan blinked.

He hadn't been expecting that.

Especially because he himself didn't even notice the feathers scattered everywhere.

"I'm.. not sure." He sheepishly admitted. Being him, he disliked not knowing what was going on, and stood, now set on finding the cause for the feathers.

As soon as he walked over and picked up a feather to inspect, however, Virgil woke up.

The second Virgil caught sight of the feather, though, he was gone.

Back in his room, Virgil sat on his bed, feathers pulled to him, shaking out all the loose ones, causing inky black feathers to shower onto his bed.

He carded his fingers through the thick bunches of feathers, sighing.

Wings were awesome, he had to admit, but the feather shedding was just messy and unnecessary.

Since he just woke up from a nap, he wasn't going to be able to back to sleep, so he decided to spend time to get used to wing movement and figuring out how to use his wings.

He could stretch them, fold them, flap them, etc., and was fully capable of flying with them, but there were some things he knew he could work on.

He tried to fold the wing-tips, angling his wings certain ways, doing something with one wing and doing something else entirely with the other, and discovered it was hard as hell.

He could coordinate his arms and legs at the same time to play drums, but he couldn't focus on doing anything like that with his wings.

Hours later, when exhaustion finally began to settle in, at six in the morning, he collapsed onto his bed, tucking himself under the blankets and falling asleep immediately, even though he knew Patton was going to be making breakfast in an hour, therefore he'd have to wake up soon.

And when he did wake up to the smell of bacon and pancakes and Patton knocking on the door, telling him that breakfast was ready, Virgil was tired and slightly cranky.

Virgil walked out of his room, wings tucked into his jacket, rubbing his eyes tiredly his eyeshadow heavily applied underneath his eyes to express his tiredness.

Walking into the kitchen, Roman and Logan already sat down and eating, Virgil flopped into the seat next to Logan where there was a plate set for him, Patton getting his own plate of food made.

"Why, good morning, Sleeping Beauty," Roman smirked.

Virgil's lip curled in a scowl. "I got less than an hour of sleep last night and I'm in a pissy mood. Don't trigger me."

"That isn't a healthy amount of sleep to get." Logan commented, "You should get at least nine hours of sleep every night."

Virgil groaned, and before he could stop himself, his wings popped out, thwacking Logan across the face to stop the oncoming lecture from happening.

While Roman and Patton just gawked at his wings, Logan huffed, trying to push them away from his face. "Was that really necessary?"

"To stop your sleep lecture from happening? Yeah, it was pretty necessary."

"You have wings?!" Patton and Roman exclaimed in unison, this new information stunning them.

"Yeah." Virgil replied nonchalantly, "Remember when I fell in that lake, Princey? These happened." His black wings fluttered, folding against his back, stuffing some bacon into his mouth.

"O-Oh.. I'm sorry that that happened.." Roman flushed.

"I don't care. Wings are fucking awesome."

"Language!" Patton scolded, though was ignored as Virgil took off his jacket, wings tucking against his back, then pulling his jacket back on, covering up his wings again. "I've had these for weeks. I'm used to it, anyway."

After a couple awkward conversations, breakfast was over, and Virgil couldn't even stand up fully before they were summoned by Thomas.

"Dammit, what?" He growled, not in the best mood for talking to Thomas.

Thomas raised a hand in defense. "Woah, woah, sorry for summoning you so abruptly."

"He's just a little grumpy for getting so little sleep last night." Roman replied, "What did you need, Thomas?"

"I just wanted to ask you guys why there are feathers all over my living room floor..?"

Poof.

"... Question answered."

[sidewritings]

Does Your Mother Know?

O.O

So I just had a mental image of Roman walking up to Patton and saying something flirty and Patton jumping up on the nearest elevated surface (table, desk, counter) and singing  Does Your Mother Know from Mama Mia, and like, Virgil and Logan pop out of freaking nowhere to do backup vocals and synchronized choreography in glittery costumes. Princey is impressed but very cranky about spontaneous musical numbers being used against him and is yelling at Patton between the lyrics that this is an INCREDIBLE misuse of the mindscape and I’M THE SAME AGE AS YOU!!!!

I need fic or fanart of this scenario because just thinking about it has me laugh-crying and falling off of my bed.

[cefstickles]

Excitement Extraction

Finally! This is a fic based on the prompt:  “Umm for a prompt, how about a 4 against 1 on Thomas? Like, maybe he was getting frustrated with something and he snaps at them, so they cheer him up and get revenge?” - HappyAnon.

This took me a couple days to write. Marching Band has been really hefty. I might take a three day hiatus from writing fics because I’m tired out. But I’ll be back hopefully by saturday.

Without further ado please enjoy:

Excitement Extraction

(Ships): None

Words ~ 1,974 ~

It had been three days since Thomas had last called upon his sides for help. The human sat in the kitchen on his phone, elbow to the table and hand on his cheek. Melancholy would be the best word to describe Thomas at the moment. Not really happy, not really sad, just extremely lethargic and unproductive.

Logan had noticed this much before any of the other sides. His thought process became jumbled after the first day, unabling him to do much work. He tolerated longer than he would have because he concluded that Thomas just needed some space, but after two more days of this he had had enough.

“Thomas.” Logan popped up with his arms folded, obviously in a very irritated mood. “Please. Engage your brain,” He motioned to himself as he said this. “So I can be rid of this so called...funk.” He picked out a vocab card for the last word to make sure he used it right.

“Yeah sure whatever.” Thomas whisked the logical trait off by mentally pushing him back down into the mind space.

“Hey! Wai-” But he was already gone, out of earshot for the human to hear anymore of his pleas. Thomas knew Logan had went and complained to the others, because not a moment later Roman appeared in the same place.

“Excuse you! I am about as irritated as Logan right now and I-”

“Yeah yeah sure. That’s great Princey.” With that the human, pushed the aspect in the same manner as Logan, clearly being ignorant of anything the fanciful aspect had to say.

Next to show up was Patton. “Heya kiddo. You’ve been distant lately? Are you...avoiding us?” Patton looked at his feet then back up at his human. Thomas groaned in response.

“No Patton, I just don’t want to be bothered right now. Nothing against you or any of the others. Please just go away.”

“But kiddo-” Morality tried to reach out only to have Thomas shoot him down.

“Don’t kiddo me and just sink down or Ill push you down like the others.” Thomas didn't look up from his phone at all, so he did not see the heartbroken, pouty face the dad trait gave as he sank down slowly.

For five more minutes it was quiet. Thomas sighed in relief as he thought the others had learned their lessons. He did not see the black figure slowly rising from behind him.

“THOMAS!!” A voice yelled in his ear causing the human to jump and fall out of his chair.

“AAAAAHHHH!!” He whipped his head toward the source of the voice, in enough time to see Virgil hopping on top of the table and swiping Thomas’s discarded phone.

“Thats enough of that.” Virgil huffed as he sat criss-cross applesauce on top of the table and peered down at Thomas from his perch. “Start talking.” He looked at his human sternly and shoved the phone in his pocket.

Thomas shook his head as he rose to his feet and sat back down. “Please Virgil...I just...I don’t want to talk to anyone, let alone myself.”

“I know. I’ve noticed. How do you think I feel when you keep pulling me into your videos? We are talking whether you like it or not. You owe me that much.”

Thomas sighed as he got up off the floor and sat back in the chair he was previously in.

“Look...I enjoy talking to you guys...but I need my peace and quiet too.”

“You got your peace and quiet! For three whole days we left you alone! Do you know how worried Patton has been? Or how restless Roman was? Even Logan couldn’t keep himself together! You’ve just been sitting around doing nothing! I can’t even do my job! What's the deal dude?! Do you hate us or something?!” Virgil accused feeling betrayed.

“No! No...its just-” Thomas quieted as he felt a set of hands carefully place themselves on his back lovingly. Virgil turned his attention to look at the cardigan-clad figure behind Thomas.

“I know what the problem is.”

“You do?”

“You do?”

Just like that, the other two Sander’s Sides popped out from the floor, pulled a chair over, and sat at the table as well. Both Logan and Roman were eager to hear Patton’s take on the situation so that this predicament could be solved.

“He just went to New York, met a ton of really awesome people, and do a lot of really cool stuff! But now that it’s over, he’s-”

“-having withdrawals.” Logan finished looking at Thomas as an epiphany struck him. “You are having withdrawals from the excitement that you were given over the weekend. Thus it is making you extremely lethargic.” Eyes widening, he extended a hand motioning to Thomas, before bringing it back to rest under his chin.

“Aww...I wanted to explain.” Patton pouted earning a snrk from Virgil.

“So...what your saying Logan is that I’m unmotivated...because…”

“Because the rush of adrenaline that you last felt three days ago is over, thus your body refuses to do anything until it feels the same rush of adrenaline once more.”

“But that isnt going to happen on its own...is it?” Virgil added.The human lowered his head in shame, shaking no in response to Virgil.

“Then it is our job to raise his adrenaline level once more!” Roman pounded his fist on the table. “But ways to do this…” Roman thought as the others including Thomas leaned in to hear his ideas. “We can cook a meal together, or go see an action movie in theatres.”

“Pillow fight!” Patton interjected earning a chuckle from everyone but Roman, who just glared at his fellow side. Thomas lifted his head, mood slightly lifted with a smile on his face.

“Well whatever it is before we begin I want a proper apology from you, Thomas!” Roman shaked a finger at the human sternly.

“Yes I must agree with Roman on this. That was extremely uncalled for.” Logan frowned.

Thomas re-hung his head. “I know I should apologize, but I don't...really...feel like doing that right now...either…?” his voice trailed off and became smaller when he began to notice the looks on his sides’ faces became more irate with each word that he spoke. Even Patton looked like he was about to give the human a stern talking to. Which, he did after a minute of awkward silence had passed.

“Are those your final words Thomas?” The other three sides stared at him in surprise. The fact that Patton had actually said his name instead of the nickname he commonly used unnerved them all. Virgil, wanting to get away from the angry Patton, slowly crawled off the table and backed away a couple steps, wanting to observe from afar.

“What...Patton…?” Thomas meekly asked for clarification on Patton’s words.

“I said…” Patton stomped up to Thomas and looked at him straight in the eyes. “...are those your final words?”

“...yes…?” Thomas gulped feeling extremely intimidated, but was soon replaced with bewilderment as a small, mischievous grin appeared on the parental trait’s face.

“Well then I guess we'll just have to find some way to get that apology out of you.” Patton stepped behind Thomas and motioned something to the other aspects that the human could not see.

Judging by the smile that spread on Roman’s face and the grins of both Virgil and Logan, he could tell they were up to something.

“Thomas. I believe we have found a way to both restore your adrenaline and bring forth an apology.” Logan arose from his chair and began to walk towards Patton.

Once Roman also decided to advance, Thomas finally felt the adrenaline pulsing through his body, compelling him to apologize and stop their plans. “Hehey guys! I feel the excitement again! You don’t have to do this...I can apologize now!! I’m sorry!! I didn’t mean it!! I was just....cranky...you know…” His words seemed to have no effect on any of them and he realized this as he felt his arms being trapped above him.

“Do you really think we are going to listen to you after all those mean words Thomas?” Not a second later, Roman trapped both of his legs underneath his arms.

Thomas began to giggle with anticipation. “Noho tickles!!”

“Yes tickles!” Patton teased as he used his free hand to scuttle along Thomas’s side, while Logan got in position to tickle his kneecaps.

Thomas’s giggles turned into laughter like lightning. “Hahahahaha!!! Nyuhuhuhuhu!!”

“Hey Virgil! Wanna help?” Anxiety looked upon the restrained, laughing human and shrugged.

“Sure. Not like I got anything better to do.” He casually walked over and positioned himself next to Thomas’s stomach.

“GUHUHUHHUYSSSS!!! I’m SOHOHOHOHORRRYYY!!!” As Logan scratched his fingers behind Thomas’s kneecaps and Roman began to work off his socks and shoes, all aspects were hellbent on getting their revenge. Virgil casually rested a hand on Thomas’s stomach and began to squeeze the loose bits raising Thomas’s laughter even more.

“Hahaha! I forgot how ticklish Thomas is!” Roman scuttled his fingers up and down the trapped humans sole.

“Heeheehee! He is! But that also means we are too!!” Patton moved his hand from his side up into his armpit swirling slowly and teasing as he went. “Tickle tickle Thomas! Maybe this’ll teach you not to mess with yourself!”

“Patton that sounded wrong.” Virgil commented, now lifting up Thomas’s shirt and spider tickling his soft skin.

“THEHEHEHEH TAHAHAHAHLKING MAHAHAHHAKING IHIHHIHHIT WOHOHOHOHOHRSEEEE!!!” Thomas was howling with laughter as tears of joy splashed down his face.

“Oh it is? Well then...perhaps some more exposition will speed up this process.” Logan gave a silly grin while he squeezed the human’s inner thighs.

“Pffffahahahaha! Good one Logan.” Roman was now slowly stroking his fingers in between and under Thomas’s ticklish toes.

“GUHUHUHUHUYSSSSS!!! I CAHAHAHAHAHAHAN’TTT TAHAHAHAKE IT AHAHAHNYMOHOHOHOREEE!!” Thomas had been trying to flail and escape, but in this situation he was his own captor.

“Yeah...he needs a break. I’m his fight or flight reaction so...you’d kinda think I would know when to stop.” And stop is what he did, but not before dishing out a sharp poke to Thomas’s belly button and putting his shirt down.

“Oh alright.” Roman stopped tickling but held his feet in place. Logan lifted his hands off of Thomas’s thigh and took a step back.

“Awww…” Patton pouted, clearly not wanting to be done yet. “Oh fine. But not before I do this!” Ever so slightly did the parental trait wiggle his fingers against the sides of Thomas’s neck, eliciting several squeals from the human. Everyone chuckled at the human’s reaction.

“Alright Patton. That’s enough.” Roman nodded back to Morality at which he reluctantly ceased his attack. They all carefully released the giggling human and stepped back as Thomas began to stand up.

“Hehe...what wahahahas this...youhoohoho are all...ahahs ticklish as mehe?” He looked up at them, bright red in the face and panting, with danger shining in his eyes.

“SCATTER!” Roman yelled as all the sides ran different places around the apartment.

Thomas just laughed. “Guys I’m johoking! You’d just all gang up on me ag-”

“PILLOW FIGHT!”

“Patton wha-asdfhjkkl” The rest of Thomas’s words were smothered by a pillow to the face thrown by the moral aspect. The pillow dropped to the floor in enough time to see Patton pelting the other sides with pillows. He shrugged, laughed, and joined in the fun. After five minutes of all the silliness, the five clones sat down together on the floor, all giggling their hearts out.

“Looks like Patton got his pillow fight.” Virgil commented. They all nodded in agreement.

“How about you Thomas? Do you feel better?” Roman asked.

“Yes. I do. I’m really sorry. I won’t ever say anything like that again. To any of you. I love you all so much!”

“We love you too Thomas! We love you too.”