#patton hate page

[golden-songbird]

i strongly believe that patton sanders, fans of patton sanders, and the general attitude towards patton sanders says A LOT about modern fandom “culture” and how toxic and uncreative it is becoming.

just to preface this post is absolutely no hate to thomas sanders. he’s an amazing creator and he can’t control how his fans interpret his work. moving right along!

in many fandoms, there are archetypes (typical roles that characters in media play), and there is nothing wrong with an archetype until the fandom prioritizes archetypes over characterization. a surface level example would be something like “prince charming from cinderella is a kind, sensitive man who doesn’t have the most common sense, but he’s got a big heart and a lot of love to share. but instead of creating fan work or headcanons or “kinning” that character with/because of those traits, the fandom just sees him as the one who saves cinderella. the savior. and that’s it.”

the big, number one archetype that modern fandoms have developed is “the uwu, smol, soft bean who is so innocent and can do no wrong.” an amplified and much more annoying version of the professional term “ingenue”. an ingenue (or ingenu) is a character in media who is very young and innocent, and tends to make big mistakes as a result of their youth and innocence. romeo and juliet are ingénus. anne shirley cuthburt is an ingénue. i like to argue that roman sanders is an ingenu but that’s a story for another time.

the difference between the “smol soft bean” and the ingenue is that it is clearly established in media that the ingenues are in the wrong, and despite their youth and innocence, their mistakes are present, front and center, and it is obvious to all that they’re in the wrong. of course, it isn’t always black and white. ingenues have been coerced by outside forces, or they’ve had turbulent pasts that have caused them to not know any better, but it is generally understood that these things are explanations. not excuses.

when fans talk about their “smol soft beans”, there is generally an attitude of superiority when it comes to them. “no no, that’s my wittle cinnamon role, they could never be a bully/abuser! they’re so clearly innocent and sweet!” when that character has indeed said and done awful things to others repeatedly. “my smol soft bean is always the victim and everyone else is always mean to them!” when that character clearly is not always the victim and is being mistreated by other characters as a form of retaliation or breach of trust. oftentimes, the modern fandom’s perception of a character overrides the actual actions of the character in the canon and i will explain why that’s problematic in the next paragraph.

this worlds generation has a huge, giant, collective victim complex. but it’s only natural. that’s just what happens when people go on the internet and see all of these “smol soft beans” being protected and adored, and their mistakes are being ignored. everybody wants that. deep down, everybody wants their mistakes to be erased, and for only the very best parts of them to be on display at all times. so they infantilize themselves, trying to make themselves act and look sweet and innocent and cute, so that way, they can never admit to being wrong. it’s a very imitatable behavior. one that people can emulate easily. and people do.

by now, you all may be like “but ez, what does this have to do with patton?” well, everything. patton is generally seen as the “smol soft bean” archetype in the sanders sides fandom, even though he has done an array of terrible things. here are just a few:

- he regularly ignores and teases logan, endlessly taunting the one singular vocabulary mistake logan made because he thinks it’s funny to make logan look stupid when intelligence is his entire livelihood.

- he guilt trips roman relentlessly and coerced him into making a huge mistake (choosing the wedding), and then when they all faced the consequences of roman’s mistake, patton distanced himself from it, and pretended like it was all roman’s fault that it even happened.

- he was one of remus’ biggest haters, insisting constantly on pressing him down and pretending he doesn’t exist. while all the sides essentially were remus haters (except eventually logan), patton was clearly the most prominent one.

- he infantilized virgil, even when virgil told him he was uncomfortable. he gave a false apology that he didn’t actually act upon, and he made virgil feel small.

again, that’s only a few, but those are some of the biggest ones. oftentimes, the fandom just IGNORES that these things ever happened, or gloss over them, even though they’re some of the most important lessons in the entire sanders sides storyline. people refuse to acknowledge such important truths because they want patton to be a “smol soft bean who does no wrong and is so innocent”.

and patton kinnies tend to take it a whole new level because they’re seeing this character that is being infantilized and reduced to nothing but the sweetest little gumdrop and deciding “i want to be that.” so they say that they kin patton without accepting the mistakes he’s made, or his controlling and abusive tendencies. they want to distance themselves from his mistakes, but capitalize on his innocence, which is an unhealthy way to look at things.

everyone makes mistakes. everyone is in the wrong. nobody is perfectly innocent.

and that’s why i hate patton sanders, the fandom’s attitude towards patton sanders, and pretty much all patton kinnies (unless they’re open about the completeness of pattons character).

please don’t dox me. thanks.

[juno-fiction-liker]

thinking about the moment janus finally breaks. he's convinced himself that he doesn't need to be liked by the others, that he's alright being hated, as long as he's able to do his job. but it has to weigh on him. it has to erode at him slowly, through the years, resentment building. he keeps a tally of the times he's protected thomas on his wall, to remind himself of why he keeps going despite never once being thanked. his form of protection is seen as immoral, his defenses misinterpreted as attacks on thomas' moral code. every other side casts him in the role of the villain, as some outside force of evil, instead of an integral part of thomas' mind.

that has to weigh on him.

i imagine he was born sometime after the twins, around the same time as patton, since they are two sides of a coin. selfishness and selflessness. self-preservation and morality. the side that protects thomas first and foremost and the side that protects thomas' integrity and morals.

they clashed from the start, but with every lie thomas told to protect himself, the rift grew larger and larger, patton's guilt grew stronger and stronger, until eventually he began to reject janus as a part of thomas at all. and the others followed suit.

janus was the first dark side, the first side of thomas that the others couldn't accept. which meant that he was cast out alone, young, probably no older than 12, into an empty space. he started keeping a tally. a tally, just for himself. a torn off paper from a notebook, a single pencil. to keep track of every time he saved thomas. protected thomas. kept thomas safe. slowly, the wall filled out. drawings of thomas. lists of things thomas likes. lists of things thomas could do to calm down when stressed.

but thomas didn't know him. the others were keeping him locked up there, in his own room of darkness, he grew bitter and resentful.

everything that happened happens, and everyone expects him to just move on from the years of rejection and ungratefulness.

and one day, he just breaks.

one last comment from a well-meaning patton, one last "he's trying to manipulate you" at thomas, and suddenly janus is screaming and sobbing, "why won't you listen to me? why does no one ever listen to me? i'm a part of him too, i'm not working against you, i'm not your enemy, i love him, i've always loved him. i just want to help him. i want to protect him. that's all. that's all i've ever wanted."

and there's a moment of silence, of confusion. janus disappears into his room.

they find him in the corner, by the pages. there must be hundreds of them by now. lists of likes, dislikes, triggers, comforts. a tally reaching over the original page, now filling the wall next to it instead. self-care guides personalized for thomas. ineffective defense mechanisms crossed out, effective ones circled. an entire and extensive guide to taking care of thomas sanders, built through the years with incredible care and affection, a monument to janus' love for thomas.

and that's when the others realize, all at once, that thomas probably would not be alive right now if it weren't for janus.

one after the other, they reach out to touch him. to hold him. for the first time taking him into their arms as one of their own. their deceit. their self-preservation. he's exhausted to the point of not reciprocating the touch in any way, but his eyes are closed and his muscles relax, he lets his body be held and loved as he weeps out the rest of his resentment into their arms. finally accepted.

but the most important touch is thomas' own. he reaches out, after a moment's hesitation, to hold janus' face in his hands. he stares into his eyes, finally understanding this part of himself for what it is. he pulls him into a gentle kiss, not romantic, just comfort. again, and again, and again, as he whispers what janus has wanted to hear all this time "thank you, thank you, thank you. i love you. you're mine. i love you. please stay. please be a part of me forever."

[starlocked01]

Your Average Petty Sinner

AO3 link (pending)

Summary- Patton goes through an Emo phase and decides to hang out with the most notorious kids at school, going so far as to try to date their leader.

Relationships- Janus&Patton (Moceit), Remus/Virgil (Dukexiety)

Word Count- 5.4k

Content Warnings- swearing, mild description of injury, mild sexual innuendos

This is my @sanderssidesgiftxchange gift for @lily-janus 💛💙 I really hope you like it! Also a shout out to @infinitesimal-dna for beta reading and putting up with my shenanigans.

“I just don't get it!” Patton frantically paced the small patch of faded pale blue carpet that was visible in his cluttered room, “I literally caught them with cigarettes and lighters in the bathroom- how did they weasel out of detention this time?”

Roman barely looked up from the script in his hand as he lounged on Patton’s bed, “I don't know. Remus didn't say when Mom picked us up. They weren't going to hurt anyone but themselves.”

“Lighters start fires- they could have caused a fire alarm and some freshman could have been trampled in the ensuing panic while the science wing burned down-” Patton whipped back to face Roman who remained unperturbed. 

“And none of that happened. You saved the day, Padre. Why can't you just be happy about that?”

“Because they didn't get in trouble!” Patton crossed his arms tight over his chest and resumed his pacing, “why turn in the bad kids if they're just going to be let go?”

“Sounds like you want to put my brother in jail,” Roman snickered and briefly looked up, “I don't know why. Why do you snitch on them?” Roman countered

Patton bit down hard on his lip before taking a measured breath, “I am not snitching. They just keep breaking the rules in front of me.”

“I think you just want Janus to notice you. Trust me, he does, sweetie. Remus won't stop complaining about how much the goodie two shoes need to fu- leave them alone,” Roman replies, remembering too late the household ban on swears.

“SHH! Don’t let Mom hear you.” Patton whispered tersely, “you’re wrong. I don’t care what any of them think about me– especially not Janus.”

Roman snorted, “Yeah, right. That’s why you’re constantly tattling on him. Didn’t anyone ever tell you that when a boy’s mean to you that means he likes you?”

Patton stopped in his tracks and turned back to face Roman, “That’s… completely untrue.”

Roman rolled his eyes, flipping a page lazily, “Just keep telling yourself that, Padre. I bet if you just asked he’d go out with you.”

“I’m not gay and I don’t want to go out with him,” Patton countered, “will you please just be quiet? My mom would kick you out in two seconds for being a quote ‘bad influence’ if she heard you right now.”

“Mmm fine. Alright. I won’t talk about your obvious crush on Mr. Tall, Dark and Mysterious.”

“I am not- Why don’t you understand that not everyone has to like guys?” 

Roman sat up, “I’m not saying everyone. I just know you, Patt. You don’t like girls. You’ve turned down like twenty of them since homecoming last year. So if you don’t like girls, that just leaves guys. I know you don’t feel comfortable bringing a bf home because of the witch, but you’ve at least got to let yourself consider the possibility.”

“Maybe I just haven’t met the right girl,” Patton replied, not sounding as convincing as he should have to shut down the conversation.

Roman chuckled, “sure. Because she’s actually a boy named Janus and you’re looking in the wrong places.”

“Roman!”

“Just ask him!”

“He hates me. And I don’t like him.”

“You absolutely fucking do!”

“Roman!” Patton hissed, flinching as he could hear his mother’s footsteps coming down the hallway. “Now you’ve done it-” he muttered as the bedroom door clicked and swung open.

“Patton, sweetie. What’s our rule for having friends over?” his mother asked from the door, a falsely sweet and disarming voice cutting through the tension of the argument.

Patton turned, “they need to follow house rules and not distract from school work…”

“That’s right. If I’m not mistaken, I believe I heard Mr. Prince here swearing. That is no way to speak to others, is it?” 

“No, ma’am,” Patton replied, head hung in defeat. 

She turned towards Roman, “Exactly. I’m sorry dear, but you need to leave and reevaluate your vocabulary and manners if you want to spend time with my son.”

“Sorry, Patt,” Roman murmured as he grabbed his backpack and walked past to leave, “tomorrow. Just do it.” 

Patton sighed with exasperation, “Please, Mom, let him stay? He didn’t mean to-”

“You know the rules, Patton. I think it’s about time you got started on your homework,” she brushed him off, escorting Roman out to the front door. 

Patton waited until he heard the front door shutting before closing his bedroom door to get started on his work, trying to tune out his racing thoughts about school. 

___ ___ ___

 Janus slumped against the lockers, ignoring the dirty look from Susan next to him when he accidentally shut hers for her. It wasn’t his fault her locker was so close to Virgil’s. He gripped the head of his cane to keep it from sliding into the throng of students that would trample and crack it without a second thought. The polished wooden cane had cost a fortune, stained black with a yellow snake carved around the shaft up to the handle. He'd refused to adopt a medical-looking metal bully magnet and protected his aide fiercely. Janus silently watched Virgil picking out text books for the next class.

“What a bitch, right?” he asked once Virgil had noticed him. 

Virgil nodded sagely, “Yeah. Who’re we talking about this time?”

Janus smirked, “Mrs. Hansen, of course. It’s like she doesn’t even care that I don’t give a fuck about Physics.”

“She held you after class again? That bitch!” Virgil gaped, closing his locker, “that is so messed up. You should tell the VP that she’s not respecting your accommodations, right?”

“Like he ever cared the twenty thousand other times someone tried to make life harder,” Janus scoffed, glancing at the disturbance coming down the hallway and opting not to warn Virgil.

With all the subtlety of a tornado, Janus watched as Remus pinned Virgil to the lockers, dropping his backpack at Janus’ feet in his hurry to get hands on the boy. Virgil grunted in surprise, pushing back against the attack until he recognized the lips pressed harshly into his neck.

“Rem-! Oh my god!” Virgil laughed breathlessly, “I told you not at school, motherfucker!”

Remus looked up with a devious grin, “and? Your mother said she loved it.”

“Gross,” Virgil chuckled and pulled his boyfriend into a tight hug, “I missed you.”

Janus rolled his eyes, pushing the discarded backpack away with the tip of his cane, “It’s been all of an hour since you two last molested each other in front of the entire school.”

“Jealous, Jannie?”

“Utterly green with envy,” Janus sighed, noticing the crowd in the hall thinning rapidly, “are you done playing tongue hockey yet?”

“Never,” Remus laughed and turned back to Virgil, cutting off his protests with a filthy kiss.

“I’m honestly surprised you haven’t figured out how to make gay love babies yet,” Janus replied, carefully readjusting his treasured suede gloves. The crowds of students dissipated and doors shut as the bell for the next period rang through the now empty halls.

Janus nudged the pair, “Biology will have to wait. Let's get going.”

“Oh come on!” Remus whined, “just tell Mr. Sawan you got held back and we're helping you-”

“It's not a lie for once,” Virgil added, leaning down to grab Remus' bag.

“And they say I'm the bad influence,” Janus scoffed, grabbing his cane to start towards class. Virgil and Remus reluctantly followed, careful to give him space to walk. 

Janus wasn't actually eager to get to class. Everyone always stared when he walked in late, despite arriving late by necessity every day. The scrutiny felt absolutely miserable. 

As they neared the stairs down to the mathematics wing, Janus paused to let the couple go first. The last thing he wanted was to slip all the way down into a concussion.

“Hey!” A voice called loudly from down the hall, “aren't you supposed to be in class?”

Janus glanced over and swore quietly at the sight of the world's most annoying goody two shoes coming towards them.

“Patton. Where do you think we're going?” He asked in a lazy drawl.

“Yeah, calm your tits,” Remus added less than helpfully.

Patton frowned, glancing down at his chest for a brief moment, “I don't have- the bell rang five minutes ago. You're supposed to be in class. I bet you're out here trying to smoke and ditch class.”

“How? You stole my lighter yesterday,” Virgil snarked back, arms crossed tightly over his chest.

“It’s against school policy-” Patton started.

“What's against policy is a student trying to police other students. I literally cannot walk the halls when everyone else is running around,” Janus spoke up, standing up straighter. “We'd have made it by now if you hadn't interrupted us.”

“You liar. You're just messing around to get out of class,” Patton accused, stepping closer as if to intimidate Janus.

He laughed, “we have this discussion once a week! If I didn't know better, I would think you're going out of your way to flirt with me.”

An inscrutable look passed over Patton’s face, freckles melting into a soft flustered blush. “I am not!” Patton whispered hoarsely.

“Then we'll just be on our way,” Janus sneered, starting down the first step, cane first.

“Hey!” Patton gasped, reaching for Janus’s shoulder. Janus flinched at the unexpected touch, shifting to toss Patton as far from him as possible.

Unfortunately, this sent the boy careening down the flight of stairs.

“Shit!” Janus exclaimed,  watching in horror and slight mesmerism as Patton came to a halt on the first landing.

“You killed him!” Remus cackled with glee at the possibility.

“Jan- what the fuck?” Virgil asked, not sure if he should move to help Patton or not.

Janus glanced down the hall, and seeing no one, made his decision.

“Virgil, help me get him to the nurse.” he instructed. “Remus, get to class and tell them Virgil and I cannot make it. Give as little context as possible, got it?”

Remus nodded and hurried to the class.

Janus hurried down the steps as fast as he could manage to the place Patton lay on the stairs.

“Wh- why?” Patton murmured, cradling his shoulder, “I- I wasn't-”

“Next time don't touch people without permission,” Janus snapped, reaching to pick  Patton up, “can you walk?”

“I- I think so?” Patton winced, trying to sit up with both of the others pulling him up, “d-don't pull my arm, please.”

Janus nodded, “right, let's go, before you die or something.”

“Good going, Jan,” Virgil groaned as Patton leaned more heavily against him.

“Shut it, Vi. I didn't do anything.”

The walk down the rest of the stairs and to the nurse's office felt impossibly long and arduous, as Patton moved slower than even Janus. And he moaned in pain at each jostle to his arm.

“You're going to be okay,” Virgil chewed at his cheek, “it wasn't that bad of a fall.”

“I- I hope so,” Patton murmured, “why are the bad kids helping me?”

Janus rolled his eyes, “who said we're bad?”

“I- you always get in trouble,” Patton tried to explain.

“Yeah. Because you're always trying to get us in trouble,” Virgil scoffed.

“I don't expect you to understand, Patton,” Janus stopped as they reached the nurse’s office, “ but sometimes people just don't think like you.”

Patton nodded then tried to walk into the office, “thanks, I guess.”

Janus rolled his eyes, turning to head back to class, only to be confronted with the imposing figure of the school vice principal.

“What's this, then?”

“Oh- sir, I can explain,” Janus offered hastily.

“You will,” the man nodded, pointing towards his office, “If you please, Mr. Shephard.”

Virgil fiddled with his sleeves, “It was completely an accident. We were just helping Patton.”

“He fell down the stairs after slipping on a spilled water bottle,” Janus protested, already tired of walking, “I think he hit his head so we didn't want to leave him alone before he could get over here.”

“I see,” the man eyed the two, “is that so?”

“Yes. That's what happened.” Janus nodded emphatically. He watched the disciplinarian's face to see if he bought the story.

“Get to your class,” the vice principal barked, and the two wasted no time disappearing down the hallway.

___ ___ ___

Patton stirred and sat gingerly up in bed. A needle of pain shot through his shoulder at the weight pressed on it. 

“Oh- f-”

“Patton!” His mother stood at the door to his room with a sour look on her face.

“I was going to say ‘fudge’,” Patton gritted his teeth.

“Honestly, when did I raise such a delinquent?” She shook her head and barged her way in, “bullying other students and now swearing? Certainly nothing I taught you.”

“Mom!”

“I won't hear it. Luckily, some of your classmates collected your homework assignments for you. Behave yourself with them,” she scolded.

“I'm not a bully,” Patton muttered, gazing up at the ceiling as though the stucco could offer him the strength to endure her accusations.

“For the record, no one said you were but her. I don’t know why she thinks that,” Patton looked back to the door sharply, finding his mother replaced with Virgil standing slouched against the frame, a book bag slung over one shoulder. “Hey- I hope it's okay I- let's not worry about how I knew your address. How… are.. you?”

“I've been better. The doctor poked and prodded me a lot yesterday.” 

“Yikes…”

Patton nods, “I’ll be back in school by Monday. Unless I go completely loopy in the head. But I think the sprain in my shoulder is worse. Is Janus okay?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah. He was tired from all the running around but like.. I don’t think he’s mad at you, if that’s what you’re worried about,” Virgil glanced back to the door before leaning closer to ask, “is she always like that?”

Patton nodded, “yeah… that’s my mom for you.”

Virgil swung his bag onto the bed, “alright, well, I’ve got your homework for the classes you missed.. And I thought you might like some music to pass the time? It’s the kind I listen to when I get really upset,” Virgil explained with a pointed look as he pulled a disk in a clear cover out of the bag with the school books, “just.. Let me know what you think if you do. I’m really sorry about what happened.”

“It’s not your fault, Virge-” Patton shook his head and then winced, “thank you, though.”

“No worries. I- uh.. Look forward to seeing you..? Yeah. Get better soon.”

Patton watched as Virgil exited his bedroom, confused why he of any of the kids at school brought him make up work. He examined the CD, turning it to read the sharpie writing, a list of songs with artists listed in incomprehensible initials. He turned the case over, noticing a small piece of paper tucked under the CD inside the case. Intrigued, he pried the case open and popped the CD out, laying it on the blanket. He retrieved the small folded paper from his lap, carefully picking it apart. 

I didn’t push you down the stairs. I also did not try to help you after you tripped. If you tell anyone I did, I won’t hesitate to make you regret it. -J

Patton frowned, confused by the note. He tossed it aside and pulled out his portable CD player to listen to the mixtape without his mom listening in. He laid back, letting the beats and melodies wash over him. As he listened, an idea started to form, one of which he was barely conscious.

___ ___ ___

“Are you insane?” Roman stared far more openly than other students in the hall. Patton shrugged and pushed past his friend to his locker.

“I’m just trying something new,” Patton replied, hanging his backpack up and picking out books for the first class. He tried very hard to not express frustration when the bookbag caught on the spikes sticking out of one of his many new bracelets. 

“You look ridiculous. You hate black! What is going on?” 

“I can wear whatever I want, Ro. You sound like my mother right now.” 

That shut Roman’s protests up quickly. Patton hummed to himself, reaching into the bag to pull out a brand new makeup pallet made of browns and blacks, picking the darkest shade to dab onto his eyelids.

“How hard did you hit your head?” Roman asked, staring in even more shock and disbelief. 

“My head is fine, Roman. I told you I’m trying something new,” Patton explained.

“Oh Hey! When did you get hot, Pat-Pat?” Remus yelled, dragging Virgil behind him from down the hall.

“Woah- Patton, are you okay?” Virgil asked as they reached him and Roman at the lockers. 

“Looks like Jannie knocked some sense into him. Hot damn!” Remus leered, earning a smack on the shoulder from Virgil and Roman. 

“Guys, I am fine. I promise. I wanted to see how my mom would take it,” Patton offers, not so subtly searching the halls.

“Right. Suuuuuuure,” Remus giggled, “just remember that Virgie is mine,” he snaps playfully, “I don’t share and I certainly don’t do threesomes.” Remus winked, sending a shiver of disgust running down Patton’s spine. “Congrats, baby emo.”

“If you need to talk or something,” Virgil managed to offer before getting swept away by Remus.

Roman sighed, “Seriously, do you want to talk?”

“I’ll be fine, Ro. I’m still me. I just... I don’t know. It felt right this morning,” Patton offers as explanation.

“Well, you know where to find me. And if this is some ploy to get Janus to like you- it won’t work-” 

“I don’t care if he likes me,” Patton protests, “this isn’t about him.”

“It’s not?” Janus asked in a smooth voice, standing behind Patton as if he appeared there from thin air.

“Janus!” Patton whipped around, “how- when did you- um, hi.” he stammered.

Roman laughed and clapped Patton on the shoulder, “good luck, Romeo. See you at lunch.” He walked away still laughing as Patton blushed and tried to shake the teasing off.

Janus watched curiously. He certainly would never have predicted that Patton would show up in an all black pretend-emo costume. Amazing really how people could still surprise him. 

“I promise that Roman doesn’t know what he’s talking about-” Patton tried to recover his composure.

“He never does. Poor Remus got all the interesting and useful brains,” Janus sighed, examining his gloved hand nonchalantly. “Even if this were some ploy for my attention, I wouldn’t be interested just because you changed clothes and painted your nails.”

“That implies you would be interested in different circumstances,” Patton pointed out.

“Would I? I never said that. You understood my message, right?” Janus asked, changing topics quickly.

Patton nodded, “I- yes, I understood. You didn’t have to threaten me. Everyone thinks I broke my head and wouldn’t believe me saying either thing.” 

“Correct. No use spreading rumors,” Janus smirked.

“Janus?” 

“What?” 

“Do you think I’m a bad person?” Patton asked quietly.

Janus took a moment to think over the question, “Why are you asking me?”

“Because I think you’re probably the person I’ve hurt the most.”

Janus laughed, “Oh please. Like you could hurt me. Since when do you care about my opinions?”

“I don’t know- I’m really trying something new here, Janus.” Patton worried his lip between his teeth. 

“I see. I notice,” Janus nodded and turned to head towards class.

“Janus? Do I… seem like I have a crush on you?”

Janus stopped in his tracks, turning back slowly, “Do you have one?”

Patton shrugged his one good shoulder, “Roman says I must have one. I’m not sure. How do I figure it out?”

Janus studied the black clad teen he would have sworn had it out for him just two days ago. Who was he to answer this kind of question? And why wouldn’t he just ask Roman, the prince of failed relationships?

“I don’t know. Go on a date with me?” Janus was just as surprised at the words leaving his lips as Patton looked hearing them.

“Wait- really?”

“Yes. We can go out tonight. No need to make it formal. Just black, not black tie.” Janus nodded. It surprised him just how calm and collected he felt, proposing a romantic time together. 

Patton hummed, “um.. I assume Virgil… gave you my address,” he replied diplomatically, “would you be able to pick me up.”

“Yes. 9 o’clock?”

Patton nodded, “yeah, that works. I’ll see you then?”

Janus smiled just a bit mischievously, “yes, you will. Good luck in school today. Everyone is going to notice.”

“Notice what?” Patton asked.

“This.” Janus smirked and leaned forward, planting a lipstick stained kiss on Patton’s cheek, turning to leave just as the first bell rang out. 

Patton stood frozen like a deer, slowing reaching up to touch his cheek, “oh, shit-”

___ ___ ___

“Uh, Jannie?”

“Yes, Remus?”

“Where the fuck are we going?” Remus asked, hanging on the back of Janus’ seat.

Janus inhaled slowly, “We’re picking up my date for tonight.”

“Since when do you date?” Virgil asked, lounging in the back seat and scrolling on his phone.

“Since this morning,” Janus answered, “You two just made it look so fun I had to give it a try.”

“Ooooooooh,” Remus absolutely beamed, “so who’s the lucky virgin?”

“Come on, Re. Don’t assume,” Virgil chided, trying to pull his boyfriend back to the back seat. “Wait- I recognize this street-”

“Just shut up,” Janus growled, “You’re the ones who wanted me to date. He’s harmless and might even like me.”

“So you’re trying to go out with the guy who made our lives hell for over a year?” Virgil asked.

“I’m not being some sort of saint, I’m just curious about what Patton’s going through.”

“I’ll cancel the wedding bells,” Remus cackled as they pulled up to the door. The headlights swept over the porch, revealing Patton sitting outside in the dark. He popped up, rushing over to the passenger side of the car.

“Hey Janus- and… Virgil and Remus? What?” Patton squinted at the couple in the back seat, “is this.. A double date?”

“Somewhat. Get in,” Janus commanded, ignoring the snickering from the back seat. 

Patton climbed in and sat down, confused but not about to back out now. Not when Roman would roast him for failing to go on the first date he’s ever been asked out on. Janus pulled out of the driveway and continued on in relative quiet.

“So… where are we going?” Patton asked, a little too bright for his dark exterior. 

“You’ll see,” Janus replied cryptically.

Patton nodded and fell silent, watching the road slip by as they drove along.

“Woof. The chemistry is just bubbling,” Remus snarked after a few minutes of quiet, sitting back to cuddle into Virgil.

Virgil laughed softly, “give them time. I’m sure it’s just first date awkwardness.” He wrapped his arms around Remus and held him close.

Janus turned down a residential street and flicked off the headlights, “Well, Patton, since you’re exploring new countercultures, I figured it would be a good idea to bring you along to a protest.”

“A protest? At night?” Patton asked, fear glinting in his eyes, “what kind of protest?”

“One against ableism in the education system,” Virgil grinned, grabbing cartons of eggs from the floor of the back seat.

“Yeah! We’re gonna show that bitch what it feels like!” Remus crowed, opening the door before Janus could put the car in park and banging impatiently on the trunk. Virgil piled out as well as Janus parked and grabbed the latch to open the trunk for them. 

“This… is illegal, isn’t it?” Patton worried, glancing around the street to see if they had been spotted yet.

“Very.” Janus nodded, “but, lucky us that the Virus have the dirty work covered. We’re just lookouts tonight. Mrs. Hansen has been violating my disability accommodations. That makes my life harder when I end up missing the beginning of class because of the crowds in the hallway. So we’re making her morning a bit harder.”

“Oh.. that’s why you three were in the hallway during class time the other day?” Patton asked, voice softening at the realization.

“Yes. Sometimes we wait until after the bell anyway but she still shouldn’t be holding me back like that,” Janus explained.

“I’m sorry- I didn’t realize that,” Patton offered quietly, wincing as Remus started chucking raw eggs at the car in the driveway.

“Relax, Patton. They’re just letting off steam. I swear they would have burned the school down by now if I didn’t try to aim them at productive activities,” Janus chuckled, glancing down the road for any observers.

“Right. So… this is a date… why don’t you tell me about yourself?” Patton turned in his seat to face Janus. 

Janus slowly turned his head, “what do you want to know?”

“Um, I’m not sure. I’ve never done this before,” Patton laughed nervously, “maybe… when did you know that you’re gay?”

Janus snorted at that, “I still don’t know. You’re the first boy I’ve tried to date. You’d think hanging out around the twins would make that sort of question easy, right?”

“Right! Like, I’ve known Roman really well for years and he sure seems to know… some of what he wants. But I just don’t know how he understands what a crush is versus wanting to be friends.”

“Those two make it seem like you meet someone and suddenly they’re the only thought in your head ever,” Janus nodded to the couple who were busy laying out toilet paper strips in the shape of a penis on the hood of the car, “I’ve never understood it.” 

“Do you.. Feel that way about me?” Patton asks, “since you’re the one who asked me out.”

“Frankly, I find your change of aesthetic rather intriguing. And you seem willing to challenge some of your bullshit ideas right now, so why not?” Janus shrugs, “maybe I just want attention and don’t give a fuck about who you are. You can never know.”

Patton looked down towards his hands, folded neatly in his lap, “I think I’ve been jealous of you all.”

“How so? You seemed adamant about reporting us to the school like a narc for the past year,” Janus challenged.

“Because things like egging teacher’s houses and smoking in the hallways can cause problems for people! But, I do like how you all express yourselves.”

“Really?”

“Right. You just… get to be weird and stand out in classes. You get away with a disturbing amount of rule breaking. It seems really freeing,” Patton sighed softly, “Maybe I’m thinking about it wrong. I’ve just always felt terrified of disappointing people, and in just one day I’ve been able to disappoint almost everyone.”

“So, you’re just dressing emo to make people upset, not to express yourself?”

“I mean- maybe partially?” Patton shrugged, “I never knew you all were this criminal-”

“Patton-”

“And… I think it’s maybe hot that you all stand up for yourselves despite what people think of you?” Patton says shyly, more of a question than an opinion.

“I didn’t bring you along to impress you with like that-”

“No?”

“I thought giving Virgil and Remus a target would give us some time alone,” Janus explains.

“Time  alone to do what?” Panton leaned a bit closer.

“What we’re doing now, talking.”

“That’s all you wanted to do with me?” Patton asked, head tilted a bit.

“Did you want to kiss me?” 

“Patton-”

Patton leaned in even closer until the backdoor slammed open, sending him scrambling back to his seat, blushing bright red.

“Drive- Neighbor might be calling the cops.” Remus replied, out of breath.

Virgil nodded and Janus jumped into action to get away from the crime scene. 

“Looked like a productive date,” Remus teased as Janus slowed back down to avoid suspicion.

“Wow what a rush!” Patton exclaimed. 

“Adrenaline wasn’t the point,” Janus reminded him, “Are you two ready to head home?”

“Yeah, Remus’ please,” Virgil nods.

Remus spent the car ride back to his place giving the lookouts a play by play of the night, with Virgil interjecting with certain facts and figures.. Janus soon dropped the pair off and the silence settled between him and Patton. 

“I just… you guys get away with bad behavior all the time. I wish I could do that the same as you,” Patton spoke up eventually.

Janus sighed and pulled the car over again, this time near a park, “Do you even care about why we do that stupid shit?”

“Well, tonight was about getting back at Mrs. Hansen, right? For treating you badly,” Patton recalled.

“And skipping class is because it’s too overwhelming to sit still learning useless crap with a bunch of jerks who know nothing about what it’s like to try and navigate when your feet don’t just take you to where you need to go. They don’t care that it hurts to walk and it’s just safer to take my time with friends by my side to catch me.”

“I-”

“You just see me as some bad boy to upset people with. You don’t care how I feel about it, do you?” Janus challenged.

“That’s not true-” Patton tried to protest. 

“I’m not some average petty sinner to disappoint your family with at the holidays. I actually have feeling and wants and needs and I just- I-”

Patton reached over to take one of Janus’ hands, “It’s okay. I-I didn’t want to use you, Janus. Not in the long run. Sure, I wanted to experiment and see if Roman’s right about crushes, but I don’t want to trap you in a relationship you won’t enjoy. I don’t want to hurt you.”

Janus looked away, trying to pull his hand free.

“Just remember that you asked me out tonight. So, I thought that kisses were something you’re supposed to do on dates. Can we try again without interruptions this time? See if… well, if we’ll like that sort of thing?”

“Are you even listening to me?”

“Yes, yes I am. You are not a manic pixie dream boy or the dangerous rebel to scare my mom with. You’re Janus. And I don’t know you very well because I’ve never tried to get to know you. But we’re on a date. It’s past curfew. I think you at least deserve a chance at something properly romantic, since defacing property was just the distraction to keep Remus and Virgil busy. It’s too late to get food anywhere. So maybe we can try a kiss and start over again in the morning?”

Janus blinked, trying to process all of that at once. “Um… no.”

“No?” Patton sat back immediately, “did I do something wrong?”

“Not necessarily, I just… you asking makes it very clear to me that I don’t want to kiss you, Patton.” Janus tried to explain.

Patton nodded, “okay. I- actually, thank you? I- I was so scared…”

Janus chuckled softly, “I don’t think we’re crushing on each other. I’m not sure why not. But I’m glad you agree.” 

Patton nodded emphatically this time, “I very much don’t want to be the awkward one. I think… it would feel wrong or empty to try. And that’s not your fault-”

“I get it. I agree. We tried. Dating just… isn’t in our cards,” Janus laughed a bit more at that, “let me take you home?”

“Yes please. Maybe at school… we can just say hi?”

“That would be much more pleasant.”

Patton sighed softly and leaned back in the passenger seat, “I won’t tell about the eggs and toilet paper, by the way. Maybe I should ask Mrs. Hansen why she’s not letting you leave for class on time?”

Janus smiled, “That could be helpful. Maybe she just needs to see one of the responsible students concerned on our behalf.”

“Would have been a lot less illegal if you just asked me to do that in the first place,” Patton giggled, “It makes more sense than vandalism.”

“But throwing trash at her house is fun,” Janus grins, starting the car again.

“It may be fun. But there are much better outlets for the anger, I would think.” Patton grinned.

“Maybe you’ll be a good acquaintance after all,” Janus mused, pulling back out onto the road to take his definitely-not-a-date back home.

[adamprrishcycle]

Okay, you want to talk Ronsey, you better buckle up! (This is going to be long, sorry!)

As the formerly known TRK Anon, I can confidently say that trc is still somewhat fresh in my mind, so I have lots of examples to support my argument. Now, given that I have only read the series once, my character analysis might not be as deep or intense as yours.

If you don't know already, I am a huge Gansey lover/supporter/follower/fan/worshiper/bitch. (Will Patton’s rendition of Gansey drives me absolutely feral!!!!) I have loved him since the very first time we know about his existence (Which is page 15 of TRB). If Gansey is part of the equation, I ship it! Bluesey, Ronsey, Declansey, Adansey, HELL…even Chengsey (I could care less about Henry, so the fact that I acknowledge this ship is a big gesture on my part) I just want to make it clear that I am not an Adansey hater, it's just not my kind of jam (*shrugs*)

I know that what Gansey means to me, Adam is to you. But Adam was tough for me. Like REAL TOUGH to discern. It was not until halfway through TRK (practically when Pynch becomes canon) that I was finally able to appreciate him, to see him eye to eye and say: You ARE knowable. I will give it to Adam, he has the best, most memorable, character growth/development in the entire series (Ronan being a close second). But his stubbornness during TRB/TDT was so unbearable to me. He was such a DICK to Gansey. And yes, there were instances when Gansey deserved it (like the hospital scene) but most of their interactions (at the beginning of the series) are somewhat tense. They are constantly walking on eggshells, afraid to trigger/offend/provoke the other. There are MULTIPLE references to them fighting pre-canon, mostly about money, occasionally about who owns who. The whole DC trip was so stressful for all parties involved. In fact, Adam was so unapproachable that Gansey and Blue kept their relationship a secret because of how difficult he had been back then. (Honestly, I think he would have unalive them both) Plus, he is a hypocrite (I guess we all are) because when the rent thing happens, he goes to Gansey first and throws a fit about it!! But when he finds out that Ronan actually paid his rent, he is “cool” about it. He doesn’t argue with him. He doesn’t feel offended. He just accepts it (it being both the money and the fact). The one thing that really upsets me is Adam wanting the favor for himself. I understand why he wants it, but he knows it is Gansey’s life purpose to find Glendower. It feels like a betrayal, you know? I just cannot stand people being mean to Gansey, it triggers me!!!!

And yes, I get it, there are some good moments between them. Like the call with Mallory when Gansey is trying to make Adam laugh. Or Adam fixing/diagnosing the pig. Or the two of them being ushers on Raven Day. But these moments are so…normal (mundane?) that they don’t feel special.

To me, Adansey is a somewhat “toxic” ship. It is a one-sided relationship, because Gansey gives and gives and Adam refuses to take. Adam practically (and literally) loathes? abhors? despises? everything that Gansey stands for (money, friendship, status, family, you get the gist). How can you possibly love someone that is the poster child of everything you hate?! I think Adansey would be the perfect ship for enemies to friends to lovers.

But Ronsey, oh my dear Ronsey!!!! To me, Ronsey is all about Gansey and Ronan meeting before Niall’s death. The way Gansey describes Ronan before his father’s death is so intoxicating. Gansey mourning the joyful boy that Ronan used to be. Gansey getting emotional over Ronan’s laugh. Gansey being completely and utterly amazed by Ronan’s dream creations (“You incredible creature”). Ronan being unconditionally devoted to Gansey. Ronan being devastated that Gansey has other friends; that Gansey is going to DC with Adam and not him. Ronan and Gansey. Gansey and Ronan. Maybe I am not making any sense right now because my brain convulses just thinking about these two.

They have been through it all. God, there are so many moments pre-canon that I wish we could get to experience. Can you imagine Gansey panicking at the hospital with Ronan’s blood in his hands? Can you imagine Ronan teaching Gansey how to punch?! I can’t remember if canon ever confirms how Gansey acquired his journal, but can you imagine if Ronan bought it for him!?!?!

@singersargentboi said it best: “The thing I love about Ronsey is that even in the books theres this sort of unhinged devotion between them that toes the line at being romantic/sexual.” Let’s unpack this together. Exhibit A) Kavinsky’s substance party. O.M.G. Gansey being such a deranged version of himself that even Ronan cannot stop smiling about it. (“What is it my dog needs?” JUST KILL ME ALREADY) Exhibit B) Ronan dreaming the keys to the Camaro in such a steamy delicate way that I am pretty sure he woke up with a tent in his pants. Exhibit C) Gansey bribing a full-grown adult for Ronan. Exhibit D) Gansey constantly scolding/disciplining/bossing Ronan and somehow stopping the Lynch brothers from killing each other. Exhibit E) Ronan going back home against his dad’s wishes, but still turns to Gansey for comfort (“Can I go and see mom?”) And if all of this does not convince you, I’ll leave you with this: “Gansey was far more of a brother to Ronan than Declan had ever been.”

However, I come to you with a peace offering, a secret third option: RODANSEY. Throughout the series it is constantly noted that 3 is the perfect number for magic ;)

THANK YOU FOR SPILLING YOUR THOUGHTS INTO MY ASK BOX 😍 this is delish and wow a HOT TAKE (to me, a simple woman who will live and die on the hill of adam parrish 🫶) although I understand your grievances from a protect-gansey-at-all-costs point of view! I think you’re right about them having the potential to be a toxic ship because of how much they fight. What’s funny to me is how it seems like they don’t understand each other… yet there’s at least 3 times in TRB alone where they communicate just by looking at each other which is amazing considering from what we know they have only been friends a few years but they’re that close and on that exact same level together. But then… they’re not. I think Adam has just had to rely on himself for so long that he can’t reprogram his brain to think differently, and gansey has had loving parents and a good sibling relationship and intense friendships therefore he can’t even begin to understand adam. They’re on diff planets right? They can’t relate to each other in any way shape or form. But then…. love comes along and makes it work??!??! This is why I’m an adansey girl.

BUT everything you said about ronsey…. That ferocious love I will never ever be over it ever 🥹 unhinged devotion is exactly right. And we all know the when I’m gone dream me the world quote but FOR ME it’s “he couldn’t say it, though. There were a thousand reasons why he couldn’t say it” like???? We were just supposed to move on from that? I can’t I wont.

(side note cuz I gotta defend my boy declan and say he is the best brother ever and I will not expand at this time bc spoilers but the dreamer trilogy will)

Rodansey…… now you’re talking my language. Truce? 🤝 thank u for this ask it’s made my day xx

[loganscroftersstash]

watching the newest tss sketch and writing my thoughts as we go

SPOILERS FOR THE NEWEST SKETCH BELOW THE CUT

first off once again they are killing it

I REFUSE TO BELIEVE LOGAN WEARS WHITE SHOES

the glasses editing thing where they like. flash? idk how to describe it but yk what i mean. that is so fucking real

VIRGIL’S SEGMENT >>>

oh the prinxiety, logicality, and demus shippers are eating this up

ARE THEY PLAYING DDR???????? THAYS WHAT IM CHOOSING TO BELIEVE THEYRE DOING

logan (AGAIN) reading murder of roger ackroyd. does he ever get tired of reading it

atp i think it’s just blank pages

virgil petting his spider <3

THOMAS FUCK OFF TEASING US WITH ORANGE /LH

FUCK

CONFIRMING VIRGIL IS NEITHER LIGHT NOR DARK THAT SHIT FEELS GOOD

ofc it’s logan we have to shoehorn jam into it

the sour green apples (that thomas hates)

TJE END HELP

PATTON’S BOWL BEING ON FIRE IS SO IN CHARACTER

THEM STARGAZING IS SOMWTBING I DIDNT KNOW I NEEDED

okay i am done here are my final thoughts: truly very silly. i quite enjoyed. also if anyone knows how to read kanji someone should translate it. thank you bye mwah <3

[kieraelieson]

Me using the sides to vaguepost about my problems:

Thomas stands in front of the couch, his posture slumped.

“You said this wouldn’t happen!” Virgil yells at Logan. “We worked out the likelihood of different outcomes and you said this one was the least likely!”

Logan looks stunned, frozen. “It was least likely. There’s no way this should have happened. It’s logically impossible.”

Patton crumples, his eyes red from crying. “It could’ve been… we thought…”

Janus rises up, trying to help hold up Patton. “Thomas, it’ll be ok. As… brutal as the end of this chapter of your life has been, we’re now on the beginning page of the new chapter. We can put this behind us. Focus on the future.”

“The future?” Remus says, grinning maniacally. “You mean the future in which they’re plunged into pain and torture?”

Patton sobs, and Virgil hisses furiously at Remus.

“I hate to agree with the snake,” Roman says quietly. “But it’s actually possible that they’re relieved about it being over now too. I mean, it’s been months! Even with this outcome, everyone is… getting a break.”

Thomas breathes in slowly, his breath hitching. He struggles to blow the breath out. “I don’t know what we’re gonna do, guys. But for now.” He opens his arms, tears in the corners of his eyes. “Come here. I think we could all use a hug. Even you, Remus.”

Virgil is the most reluctant, but gradually they all gather together. And just hold each other. They aren’t falling apart. Not just yet.

[womanofwords]

Masterlist

OC dossier

Tobey’s Community Service (COMPLETE)

Synopsis: as penance for the many times his robots have destroyed the city, Tobey’s community service is to teach the basics of robotics to children. (This is a WordGirl fanfic.)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Ghost Hunters Series (COMPLETE*)

Synopsis: two boys go ghost-hunting in an abandoned, dilapidated mansion and stumble across something amazing that changes their lives. (Based on a series of artworks by @shyticklemonster and listed in reading order.)

Ghost Hunting

Ghostly Vengeance

Ghost Tricks

A Taste Of Halloween Candy

*I will add to this series if @shyticklemonster makes more artworks for me to base my writing on.

The Offer of a Lifetime (COMPLETE)

Synopsis: Hero and Sidekick stumble across a superpowered civilian and recruit them into the team. There’s just one problem: they don’t want to.

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

High School (COMPLETE)

Synopsis: Frustrated by their behaviour, Superhero turns Hero and Villain into teenagers and sends them to high school to learn some important life skills.

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Glitter (COMPLETE)

Synopsis: Hero has always been a guy’s guy. That is, until he gets assigned the girliest female sidekick to ever live. The worst part is, it’s beginning to rub off on him, and that could spell disaster for his image! What’s a guy to do?

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

STEM Kids Shenanigans (COMPLETE)

Synopsis: When the principal of Marbleton Secondary School created a STEM club for the best and the brightest, she expected prestige and respectability to come to the school. When the students heard about it, they expected it to be filled with nerds.

But the four members of the club find themselves making tight friendships and awesome inventions. They also find themselves in a war with the most relentless prefect to ever be a prefect.

Chapter 1: Making STEM Club

Chapter 2: Introductions

Chapter 3: Change

Chapter 4: Spice

Chapter 5: Trinkets

Chapter 6: Parent Observation Day

Chapter 7: Study Group

Chapter 8: Subtle Messages

Chapter 9: The Unseen

Chapter 10: Day Of The Pink

Chapter 11: Connections

Chapter 12: Slime

Chapter 13: Surveillance

Chapter 14: Public Opinion

Chapter 15: Flight

Chapter 16: Front Page Fallout

Chapter 17: Paint

Chapter 18: Melanie’s Cousin

Chapter 19: Bird’s Nest

Chapter 20: A Very Grounded Young Man

Chapter 21: Adult Supervision

Chapter 22: Matching Patches

Chapter 23: Gloves

Chapter 24: Layla’s Plants

Chapter 25: The Other Secondary School

Chapter 26: The Hated One

Chapter 27: Monitoring Melanie

Chapter 28: Feral Newspaper Hound

Chapter 29: Acting Out

Chapter 30: Bugged

Chapter 31: Checking In

Chapter 32: Stephan’s Black Book

Chapter 33: Engineered Dramatics

Chapter 34: Talking To The Sainsbury Girls

Chapter 35: Stashed Secrets Spilled

Chapter 36: Principal’s Office

Chapter 37: Celebrity and Confessions

Chapter 38: Apologies

Chapter 39: Unwanted Appearances

Chapter 40: A Proper Conclusion

The Poisoned Prodigy (COMPLETE)

Synopsis: When normal Vincent Song is invited to his best friend’s school’s end-of-year awards ceremony, his only real worry is whether or not his brother’s old tux will fit him. But when said best friend, Renaissance boy Patton Reynolds, collapses at the podium after drinking some tainted water, it’s obvious that he was poisoned.

Patton names someone just before he passes out and at first, it seems like the genius solved his own murder attempt. But something’s not right. It’s up to Vincent, described by his own brother as ‘the lamest teenage boy in the world’ to navigate a world of geniuses to find the true culprit and get true justice for his best friend.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Nerd Juvie (IN PROGRESS/ON HIATUS)

Synopsis: Marco, a troubled yet gifted young man, gets sent to the Lazarus Institute after getting caught drag racing on a bike that he made himself. The Lazarus Institute is a rehabilitation centre run by Dr Bertram Lazarus especially for gifted teenagers on the wrong side of the law, and for a while, it seems like everything is looking up. But when Marco stumbles across sinister plans for the residents, he is forced to question everything. Is Dr Lazarus the benevolent man everybody believed him to be?

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Primary Objective: Friendship (IN PROGRESS)

Chapter 1: Meeting Nikola

Chapter 2: School Enrolment

Chapter 3: School Shopping

Chapter 4: Nikola’s First Day

Chapter 5: Mom v Robot

[loganslowdown4]

Sanders Sides:

All In The Details! (2023)

Remus Disturbing Frame in DWIT + Filming for Incorrect Quotes 3!

Patton Frames Editorial Birthday Shoot (2024)

Janus Is Cold Blooded Confirmed

If Wes Anderson Directed Sanders Sides Details Part 1

If Wes Anderson Directed Sanders Sides Details Part 2

My Quotes (Incorrect Quotes Vol 3)

Logan’s Lip Bite (Crofters The Musical)

Janus Calling Logan Sweetie (Inside Out 2 reaction)

Theatre Adult/Roman’s Spot (10 Misconceptions About Me)

The Sushi Slip Up (DWIT)

Valerie as The Sides (Making Some Changes)

Twinning (Ro & Re Hand On Chest Looking Sad)

C!Thomas laughing reaction image (ROTB)

Rise of The Bloop Pics

Did Roman Regift His Nerd Socks

Thoughts On What Makes The Perfect Gift Part 1

Thoughts On What Makes The Perfect Gift Part 2

Sides Sweatshirt Design Easter Eggs

Orange Side Tease Thumbnail SvS Redux

Real/Fake Food Anime Detail (Delicious in Dungeon)

SvS Redux Lily Padton/He-Man Comparsion

The Bagel Joke Needs A 3rd (AOVD/SVS:R)

Janus Calling Patton ‘Honey’ SvS Redux

LilyPadton/Stardew Inventory SvS Redux Easter Eggs Part 1

LilyPadton/Stardew Inventory SvS Redux Easter Eggs Part 2

Do We Kiss Now Or… SVS Patton

Cartoon Therapy: Steamboat Willie Lego

2020 Livestream: Who’s Your Fave Side To Play

April 2024 Charity Livestream Summary

Patton/Atticus Finch Comparison (SvS)

THOMAS SANDERS/SANDERS SIDES EPISODES/ANNIVERSARIES/NAME REVEAL DATES LISTS!!

5 Shot Split in ATHD

SvS Redux Patton’s Blink-&-U-Miss-It Look at Virgil’s Spot

Virgil’s Shoe Laces (Skirt Look) Tutorial

Logan Detail from Make Assumptions About Me Vid

The Notebook/Logan Keeps Receipts Running Joke

Patton & Logan in FWSA

The ‘that’s what she said’ joke SVS

Janus’ Dramatic Lighting Throughout The Series

Bridgerton Short Janus Coat

That Time Janus Called Logan a Bitch (svs:r)

GRWM Janus Makeup Tutorial Thoughts

Food Pages Running Gag Shorts

Joan And That Activia Computer Gag (Shorts)

Roman Short Where Is The Love/Glam Makeup/Deserves a Proper GRWM

TTH The Box Poses

Logan’s Skirt Reshoot Thoughts

Roman Hates Mustaches (SVS REDUX)

Remus Drops A Hint (HAVE I GROWN)

Remus Sitting Comparison (WES ANDERSON SIDES)

Remus and His Cockroaches (WORKING THRU INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS)

Logan’s Onesie Has Wings?! (INCORRECT QUOTES 4)

Roman’s Editorial Look Makeup Question Answered

Thomas Giggling While Singing Oh Yeah (IQ4)

Patton’s Dad Moment ‘Calm Down Time’ (LNTAO)

Friendship Bracelets For Patton (CAN PLUSHIES IMPROVE OUR HEALTH)

Daddy (LNTAO; RISE OF THE BLOOPS)

The Different Offices Of Emile Picani

Logan Copying Roman’s Mannerisms To Be Dramatic (MOVING ON; DWIT)

Virgil Reacts To Inside Out 2 PART 1

Virgil Reacts To Inside Out 2 PART 2

What Roman Says About Virgil (VIRGIL REACTS)

Sleep Is The Eyelashes Meme (WHY IS SLEEP DIFFICULT?)

Sleep’s First Appearance Easter Egg (WHY IS SLEEP DIFFICULT?)

Remus And Roman Matching/Opposite Editorial Looks

Lego Movie Batman Reference (CARTOON THERAPY 3)

The Bagel Prophecy (CARTOON THERAPY 3)

SANDERS SIDES CHRONOLOGICAL EPISODE/ANNIVERSARY LISTS

ALL SIDES THEMED PHOTOS CHART

I Am The Walrus (SANDERS SIDES QNA)

Belle Love (ROMAN DISNEY TIERS)

Janus!Patton’s Smile (CLBG)

Janus As Scooby Doo (EMBARRASSING PHASES)

Dom Steals Roman’s Rhyming (ROMAN DISNEY TIERS)

Roman’s (and Dom’s) Disney Films Tier Ranking ALL THE DETAILS!

Rom & Dom moment/possible running joke? (MIND MELD OLD VS NEW FRIENDS)

Logan’s Glasses (MY TRUE IDENTITY)

Roman & Remus Twinning Outfits reoccurances

Roman Writing With His Right (MY JOURNEY ON YOUTUBE)

Called Sleep A Bitch (Because He Is) 😂 (MY CHARACTERS READ YOUR TWEETS)

Transcription Of Argument Between Core 4 (the best I could make out) (RETURN OF THE JAM)

The Liar Liar Test Joke Explained (SVS)

Roman Happy With His Jam (WHAT’S COMING UP EVERYBODY)

4th Anniversary & Flores/Coming Home Edit Explained (FWSA)

Roman’s Pillow Throne (ATHD)

Logan Looks Like Daredevil (NIGHTMARE BEFORE SPIRIT CHRISTMAS)

Nightmare Before Spirit Christmas Character Comparison Guide

Electric Company Head Turn Transition Cut (LNTAO)

BTS Roman’s Arm/Patton Pointing Jokes In LNTAO Raw Edit

BTS Patton Smiling In LNTAO Raw Edit

The Sides + Into The Unknown Lyrics (2nd Anniversary) (ITU)

Costume Redesign (S1 -> S2)

My Roommate Is Hades All The Details Part 1!

My Roommate Is Hades All The Details Part 2!

My Roommate Is Hades All The Details Part 3!

My Roommate Is Hades All The Details Part 4!

[amateurmasksmith]

(Most of these are for the canon universe)

Virgil likes blueberries

Janus likes lemon

Janus is ambidextrous

(or, alternatively: Janus is not ambidextrous, but Remus is, and he’s a little shit about it)

If the sides are having a party, and there’s soda, and Janus is in a petty/spiteful mood but doesn’t want to show it, he’ll choose the orange soda and sulk in the corner.

Logan is autistic, but doesn’t know it.

Virgil is also autistic, but knows it, and thinks Logan also knows.

Logan is Demi-panromantic and Ace.

Virgil is Demi-homoromantic (spelling??) and Ace.

…eh, screw it - They’re all ace! (Except Remus, probably??)

Janus is AroAce

If they played Destiny; Patton, Roman, and Remus would be Titans; and Virgil, Logan, and Janus would be Warlocks. (Orange is probably gonna be a Titan, but we’ll see). Also; Void: Patton + Virge; Solar: Janus + Orange; Arc: Logan + Remus.

(pls feel free to ask for more details about my destiny SaSi hcs!! be warned, though - I may end up infodumping and/or rambling!)

(in an AU/future point in time where they don’t hate each other) Roman and Janus have a well-worn copy of Good Omens that they pass back-and-forth, with dog-eared pages and doodles from Roman’s readings, and witty commentary/sarcastic notes from Janus’.

Logan and Virgil listen to the Lost Terminal podcast.

I am here on my hands and knees begging to hear people’s silly/uncommon/hyper specific/whatever headcanons they have for the Sides in the main source or an au ‼️‼️‼️ hell even if it’s not uncommon or silly I want to hear it!!!! I love seeing people’s interpretations of the Sides ‼️‼️‼️

[supernatural-sanders]

Redraw of the first comic page i drew for this AU!! this blog has been basically abandoned but since my state’s schools are closed for another month (jesus christ) im gonna take some time to work on some stuff for it (hopefully i can get a proper drawing tablet next week so i can start doing asks again!). I’ve improved.... a lot since i started this, lol. 

(Also!! Thanks for 3000 followers?? jesus?)

- Mod V

[golden-songbird]

another day, another episode of patton being super mean to logan and getting away with it without any confrontation????

putting words in his mouth/gaslighting, interrupting, trying to push the narrative that logan’s the mean one when all he did was attempt to understand, and guilt trip him???

like- i can’t be the only one noticing this.

[theultimatenonbinarynerd]

An Important Psa 3

Tw: Talk About Side Hate, Fandom Negativity, Mild Negativity To The Sides!

P.s this is just my opinion respect it

Ok can't believe I have to make a third one but it's been brought to my attention there are a lot of character hate pages here on Tumblr and yes I class unsympathetic pages as hate pages as it basically is implying that you think that the character is canonically unsympathetic. Here in the Sander Sides Fandom, we are all about passion and love.

It's ok to hate or dislike a certain character but have you no shame, Thomas is on Tumblr and other social medias. To see people actively make a dedicated page to how much they hate that character from sander sides that Thomas created would crush him.

You call yourself a fan yet you viciously attack the characters that Thomas created, the unsympathetic sides must be hard enough for Thomas to avoid but seeing these hate pages would just upset him, he's put so much hard work into developing these characters and he still is doing. Hate pages are not truly a part of this fandom. If you were really part of this fandom you wouldn't be dissing the hard effort Thomas has put into developing these characters. If you want to be a true fander stop hating on Thomas's creations and maybe make a support page for your favourite character?

Criticism posts are fine as long as you don't tag them as unsympathetic. However, hate pages is a big no-no. You don't support Thomas you want to actively hate on the characters that Thomas wanted to use to inspire love not vicious aggressive hate. I've now had a look at all character hate pages apart from Remus and they are all disgusting.

Roman- Ok the Roman pages make me wanna puke not only do people encourage it and ask someone to make one but they actively bash on Romans character calling him a bully. Also, one page compared their own personal experience to Roman at laughing at his name. Do not relate that to real life, Thomas had no intention to make it like that. When Roman insults someone it's because he's lashing out. The Roman hate pages bash Roman as unsympathetic when he's not. Hmm ooo, wait yeah he's getting to the end of his arc this season. So your gonna bash Roman and ignore the fact that Thomas has been furiously working to develop his character. Sure Roman was wrong to laugh but he will feel guilty. These hate pages take part in the moral that Roman isn't allowed to have flaws.

Remus is so lucky I couldn't find a hate page.

Patton- How the heck does Patton have so many hate pages im sorry do you have a problem with a character who just wants to make everyone feel included. Yes, how he treats Logan and Roman is unfair but some hate pages wishing Patton didn't exist, wishing Patton is miserable is not ok at all. Patton is supposed to recognize innocence, are you saying Patton isn't allowed to flaws. He's morality folks hate to break it to you but he represents how we are all still learning what's right and wrong throughout or life. Why is there so much Patton hate, he's supposed to represent breaking away from the black and white views of religion. Like Roman he's being developed by Thomas, Thomas worked so hard to give Patton development in the redux and your gonna trash on it. Yes Patton was wrong in the original page but he will learn eventually.

Virgil- Now Virgil isn't my favourite but im not gonna trash on him just because he has flaws. Thomas has worked really hard to develop Virgil and is still developing. Like the other pages, the Virgil haters make some active good points but fail to see how Virgils main arc is over but he's actually getting Romans mini-arc. Yes, the days we're you all hated on Roman pre accepting anxiety. The two characters are swapping arcs, Virgil is going to learn to be nicer and accept that he isn't the only dark side that deserves acceptance. Virgil was lying in the puzzle song, he's still lost but will find his way. Virgil will get better Thomas has developed him so much and haters he will develop. Like the Roman haters, you need patience.

Logan- Pft seriously people the hate pages for Logan literally call him an emotionless robot. That is not ok like the other haters you're ignoring the why on why that certain character acts that way. Logan probably feels threatened by Roman because he didn't get the career choice he wanted for Thomas. Logan absolutely cares, he tries to help Thomas in his own unique way. Again you suggest Logan isn't allowed to have flaws. Logan is a hypocrite he represses how he fails because the others interrupted and insulted him unintentionally. He thinks being emotionless will help him not be hurt when Thomas doesn't ask for help from him. Like Roman, he's not expressing himself in a healthy which comes out in a way that can unintentionally hurt the others. Logan is at the beginning of his arc and Thomas has so much planned for Logan so patience and try to think about the time's Logan has tried to help.

Janus- Now to all those Janus hate pages I understand im mad that he clapped back and failed to understand why Roman was acting that way but I know something you don't, Janus is developing. People we hardly know Janus it's way too soon to judge him or his actions do not babify him like he has no flaws. And do not actively bash him for having flaws. Thomas has so much plans to help us get to know Janus as a character. Yea the 180 was sudden but soon we will understand Janus. Stop presuming you know Janus when you don't the character has only had the spotlight for three episodes. Patience and remember that both Janus and Roman were wrong.

In conclusion, stop spreading hate in this fandom but if you don't want to stop the hate turn it into negativity pages so Thomas knows. I shouldn't interact with these people they don't like the characters im developing.

Amen

Tagged people who id love to hear from:

@lowkey-logan @logansandersprotectionsquad @logansandersfanclub

@janus-is-an-adorable-snek-boi @janussanderscult @decietsanders

@misconceivedcapricorn @roman-sanders-appreciation-blog @royalprinceroman

@patton-deserves-the-world @pattonpattoff @pattonsandersrpblog

@virgilsandersstuff @virgilsanders @virgilappreciation

Of course the rest of you are allowed to share your thoughts too

[thepastelpeach]

comic commissioned by @insanelycoolish, a scene from his logicality fic which is part of his really cool sanders sides band au you should totally check out here!

//DONT REPOST MY ART(ESPECIALLY COMMISSIONED ART)//

[brandstifter-sys]

Virge's Mannequin

@dukexietyweek Day 7 - Fashion

Word Count: 1286 (Ao3)

Pairings: Dukexiety, creativitwins, platonic prinxiety

Rating: T

Warnings: miscommunication, sex mention

Virgil designs outfits in his spare time, and Roman just had to try one! Remus gets jealous and sulky, but Virgil can fix that!

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Remus had a lot of reasons to hate his brother, but he rarely ever thought they were worth actually hating him. Roman was a dramatic snob and a priss, he was rude and mean, and he never liked Remus' ideas. But he was stressed and tired and trying to be nicer. To everyone else. Especially Virgil.

Remus was just visiting the common area with no malicious intent—except maybe eating the raw chocolate chip cookie dough Patton left in the fridge. He was really hoping to get salmonella this time!

But when he got there, his motives changed in an instant. Roman was posing, showing off a new outfit for Virgil. It had poofy sleeves and a red cape. Remus instantly recognized the long tunic and the tights. That was his design. He had a whole binder of designs just like that.

"Nice," Virgil commented, scrutinizing the outfit. Something was off.

"It's Prince Philip chic and I had to —" Roman gushed.

"Steal my design!" Remus cut in with an unsettling grin.

"What?!" Roman snapped and gawked at his brother as he loomed closer to him.

"You heard me, Prissy! You—"

"Didn't steal your design, Dukey," Virgil cut in and slid off the counter.

"Prove it!" Remus snapped and grabbed Roman by the tunic. Virgil pushed him away from Roman and summoned a sketch book with a rainbow of tabs. He flipped open to a page marked with a red tab and glared at Remus.

"I designed it," Virgil huffed and shoved the book into Remus' hands, "Princey decided he wanted to try it. If you even think about destroying my work—"

"Why would I do that?! It's similar to one of mine! I just didn't want Prissy stealing my work and taking all the credit again!" Remus pouted and studied the design on paper. The neckline was hidden behind the cape and he could see it was different from his design when he got a closer look. Without thinking he flipped through the pages, amazed by all the details.

"You saw what you needed to, give it back," Virgil huffed. Remus closed the book and pouted. There were no green tabs whatsoever and it didn't take a genius to figure out that each tab represented someone. There was even one for Janus, even if it was a small collection.

He handed it to Virgil and sank out dejectedly. Roman stared at the spot where his brother once stood and looked at Virgil. He was shaking and biting his thumb.

"Marylin Monrose?" Roman asked gently and placed a hand on his shoulder. Virgil looked at him and shook his head.

"I think he noticed my organization system," Virgil grumbled, "and I think I might've upset him."

"System? You mean the colored tabs? I don't see why he would be upset, you have—" Roman frowned and studied the tabs. Not one was green. Oh.

"You never made anything for him, did you?" Roman pouted. Virgil shook his head as a bright blush crossed his cheeks.

"Not in this book. I kinda have two dedicated to him. One is, uh, not supposed to see the light of day."

Oh!

"Virgil," Roman cooed and grinned knowingly, "Do you have a crush on my brother?"

"Why would I tell you either way?" Virgil scoffed. Roman shrugged.

"Because I might know if he returns those feelings."

"Does he?" Virgil asked after a pause.

"He certainly does," Roman smiled, "and I can help you if you want to tell him."

"How fast can you make these designs real?"

Remus decided to deal with his bummed out mood by going to the Imagination. He could make his creatures and fight them and not think about how little he seemed to mean to his old best friend. How little he meant to the one person who meant the world to him. But he had to return to his room eventually.

But when he appeared, he was confused to find a mannequin in his outfit and a podium with a couple sketch books in front of his bed. It was worth investigating.

He opened the first book and pouted. It was just clothing designs. The first one was called, "Duke of Asshole." How clever! He liked it nonetheless, it was a torn crop top and a green plaid low-rise miniskirt with thigh-high platform boots and a leather jacket. He glanced at the mannequin and his jaw dropped. That outfit was there instead of his usual one with a few tweaks like green tentacles running up the sides of the boots and a graphic of Cthulhu on the shirt.

He flipped the page and watched the outfit transform into a black billowy shirt and pants with pirate boots, a long tattered green frock coat, and a black musketeer hat, pinned on one side with a gaudy green feather.

Remus flipped through the mix of goth, fantasy, and scene looks in awe. There were so many! He was disappointed that he reached the back cover. Until he realized the second book was there. He opened it to the first page and read the title:

"Remus' strong suit."

Remus glanced at the mannequin and giggled, it was bare. He unwittingly flipped the page and watched as a familiar patchwork hoodie, a pair of thigh-high purple and black striped socks, and a studded purple collar with a tag he couldn't read from where he was appeared. He glanced at the page and grinned.

"Remus' best suit"

He went to get a closer look at the tag and grinned. "Return to Virgil" was carved into the metal and Remus couldn't help himself. He was pleasantly surprised when he could take the collar off the mannequin and put it on. He shed his messy shirt and pulled the hoodie on instead. It was warm and soft and it smelled like Virgil. He was confused and happy, bouncing on his feet and hugging himself.

"I'm surprised it took you this long to try anything on."

Remus grinned and eyed the snack lounging on his bed. Virgil was lying on his stomach, holding his head up on his arms and kicking his feet in the air like a Cheshire spider.

"You wanted to watch me change!" Remus jeered and pulled the hoodie tighter around his shoulders, and shyly added, "You made all these for me?" Remus asked ran his fingers over his collar. Virgil shrugged and averted his gaze.

"Yeah. Roman helped make some of these old things real, but they're all my designs," Virgil answered and rubbed his neck.

"Why? Why are there so many? Why set this up?"

"Because I kinda saw how bummed out you were and I kinda thought you might be upset that you didn't have anything in that sketch book," he said without looking at Remus, "I kinda had these two already full, or mostly full."

"Okay but why are there so many for me? I get that this one was a horny accident because who wouldn't want my sultry subby body?"

Virgil flipped the page and closed his eyes. This time the outfit was a long tee with the words "edgy boyfriend" written across it. Remus grinned and grabbed Virgil's chin.

"Scare Bear, is that one meant for you? Because you're the edgy boyfriend here!" he purred and ran his thumb over Virgil's lip.

"No they're all—Wait, what? I'm not—"

"You can be! I want you to be!" Remus giggled. Virgil smiled at him.

"Then prove it. Put your money where my mouth is."

"I love it when you get playful," Remus teased and kissed him.

"I love seeing you modeling my outfits," Virgil mumbled against his lips, "Wanna show me a few more?"

He most definitely did!

[typically-untypical]

New Year Old Tropes - Mistaken Identity

(Un)Readable Masks

AU: Human AU

CW: Swearing maybe, Janus acts a little mean at the beginning

Date: 1/15/2022 1/17/2022

“Oh wow, you’re just as handsome as I thought you would be.” The man looked at Janus with piercing eyes that were far too observant. He felt like each of his movements was being observed and watched, like a hawk with his prey. He had no idea what this man was talking about, but he was never one to admit it.

“I know you didn’t want to share your picture on the website, but you could have given me a bit more of a description than curly brown hair and matching eyes, with a cream button-up under a sweater.”

First off, his hair wasn’t that curly, secondly, his eyes were not both brown and he took pride in that fact, and thirdly his shirt was cornsilk, not cream. He had half a mind to tell off the other man, but he was curious to see where this went, his work quickly forgotten beside him. It sounded like he was looking for a date but was given a far too vague description to find the right person.

“Anyway, I’m Remus, you’re Patton, right? It’s nice to meet you in person. Honestly, I’ve never met someone so encouraging before.” He had a light dusting of blush on his cheeks and Janus realized this man was adorable. Really fucking adorable. “Like, I kinda understand that you don’t like horror, but you still let me ramble about my story and that’s hella cool. So, can I buy your coffee today or something?”

Janus wanted to continue, wanted to play into the fantasy that he was some soft-hearted sap who had somehow managed to woo this man, but he had learned the hard way that relationships built on lies would never last. He had two options, he could either come clean and be nice about it, or he could be a sarcastic asshole to stave off the hurt. It was easier to not think about “what could have been” when you fully ruined your chances.

“Do I really look like some soft-hearted sap to you?” He asked, rolling his eyes. “I am actually a rather big fan of horror, also, this shirt is cornflower, not cream, and I would rather not be bothered by someone who can’t tell the difference.”

Remus curled back, surprise filling each portion of his body. He was so easy to read, and Janus hated that he wanted to go through every page.

“Um… Rude.”

At least he was honest.

“Remus, is that you? I’m so sorry I’m running late, my bus got delayed, and then there was the cutest puppy on the way here, oh, is this your friend?” The new man was soft, fluffy almost. His hair certainly had a bounce and curl to it, and his eyes were a deep brown that Janus could get lost in.

“Patton?”

“Yep, that’s me!”

“No, I don’t think it is.”

Patton looked confused, and Janus was briefly reminded of a puppy, all soft edges. “Oh….”

“Come on, let’s get a different table.”

The two walked off and that was that. Janus watched as they went to their own table to start their date, and Janus did his best to return to his work. It always felt lacking after an interaction like that, though, it wasn’t often that he felt his heart pine after two men at the same time. He might have had some fun if he had been more gentle and more honest, but he wasn’t going to get himself into another situation where he was the spare.

Still, he found his eyes occasionally flitting over to their table, glancing for just a second before he forced himself back to his work. They seemed to be enjoying themselves, soft laughs floating their way to his ears, gentle touches always present when his eyes caught their table. Eventually, Janus gave up, packing up his work computer and leaving the coffee shop. He would come back another day when his mind had finally let go of the inane idea of a relationship.

He didn’t return to that coffee shop for another week, not wanting to chance that the lovebirds would be there. He was happy to see the place almost empty and took his regular spot by the window after he ordered his tea. It was nice to get a break from the office to work on other things. He could pour himself into contracts and not worry about anything else.

“‘Bout time you came back here, I was beginnin’ to think you were avoiding me.” Remus plopped himself on the chair in front of Janus, leaning far too close into his personal space.

“So, you wanna explain what all that was about last time?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“And I’m not gay.” Obviously, a sarcastic quip as the other man rolled his eyes so hard they would have fallen out had he been a cartoon. “At first I just thought you were an asshole, but then I realize you kept looking at us, and not in the ‘ew gross’ way, but in the ‘I wanna shove my-”

“I get the picture you are so lewdly trying to paint. But I think you have me misunderstood?”

“Do I? Workaholic loner, probably own your own company from the fancy duds. You take good care of your employees but you like to act like a complete asshole about it because you want to pretend you don’t care. Problem is you care too much. So… how much did I get right, mister businessman?”

Remus leaned forward on his elbows, challenging Janus.

He could leave. He could stand up and walk away, but he didn’t want to. Some twisted part of him was enjoying the attention and was curious about the man attempting to strip him of all his facades.

“Depends on your definition of a few of those words.”

“That’s what I thought.” Remus looked so satisfied with himself as he finally sat down. “Which makes me think the asshole act last week was also fake, something to protect yourself, and though I cut an imposing figure, I kinda doubt you would talk to me that way if you thought I was violent. So you weren’t protecting yourself physically, which means emotionally. So…” Suddenly Remus’ voice got soft and serious. “Someone hurt you, and you don’t want it to happen again.”

Janus fought not to show any change of emotion on his face, but the other man was watching him so closely. He must have noticed the twitch in Janus’ eyebrow, the tightening of his fists against the table. Those eyes pierced through all of Janus’ defenses and he wasn’t sure he liked it.

“That’s what I thought.” His voice was still soft, but he stood up, pulling a sheet of paper out of his pocket. “Give me a call when you are ready. Or just text me. You might be surprised by what you find.” He gave Janus a slight wink.

“Later Lord Business.”

Janus sat there, completely at a loss for words as his finger traced the piece of paper. He hadn’t been expecting to see Remus, and honestly, he had been completely expecting it to go wrong when he heard the man speak, but this was….

He looked down at the paper, unfolding it and seeing a phone number written in messy scrawl. He wasn’t going to call. He wasn’t going to open himself up like that.

But… maybe a text wouldn’t hurt.

Tag List: @tsshipmonth2020 @simplestoryteller @fantasticfangirl21 @joylessnightsky

[sidespromptblog]

What to Do?: Chapter 3

One, Two, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten

Summary: Logan realizing that his first mistake was seeing the other sides as anything other than coworkers. They weren't a family. They didn't even like each other. How had he not realized sooner?

Warmings: General Angst and Food Mention.

Word Count: 1,820

The smells of cooking food permeated the kitchen as Virgil nervously slunk into the kitchen, his eyes darted around, catching a glimpse of Roman’s foot tapping up and down as he bounced his leg. He could feel the anxiety pouring out of the creative side like a faucet about to overflow a sink, and ordinarily he would have snapped at Roman to reign it in with the last thing he wanted to deal with was yet another person’s anxieties… but not this time. This time he could understand Roman’s fears, as they aligned with much of his own. 

Moving over to the dining table, he perched himself on top, giving Roman more occasional glances. 

“Are you okay?” He mumbled, detesting the way that he felt himself softening at the heartbroken expression on Roman’s face. He had cared for sure… but he also hated the fact that he cared so much for this, if he had cared less then all of this would have hurt much less than it currently was. “How’s Pat?” 

Virgil felt his heart sink into his stomach at the sight of Roman’s expression breaking apart even further. 

He hated this so much. 

Roughly Roman ran his hand over his face, as if he was attempting to wipe away tears before they could even be seen. “I’m… not okay.” He honestly said, and looking towards the kitchen he couldn’t help but to add on. “And I don’t think Patton’s much better, I think he was crying all night...” A part of him couldn’t help but to be resentful towards Logan for all of this, but another part of him… the part of him that he was desperately trying to squish down before it could rise back up… actually felt oddly proud of Logan for doing this. 

It felt… right, almost. 

But it didn’t make it hurt any less, the distance that Logan was obviously trying to put between all of them. He had thought that they were closer than that, but then again… He wasn’t all that certain that he had even been acting like a friend lately, sure he had been focused on getting Thomas with the man of his dreams, and sure he had been neglecting the others a little. But he was certain that Logan would’ve been fine on his own for a little while, it was the entire reason that he had given Logan access to the imagination to begin with. So that if he needed to blow off some steam, or just relax he could easily do so without him needing to be there to make him relax. 

But… 

He’d been wrong. 

Again. 

Virgil huffed, dragging Roman’s attention away from himself and back to the anxious side sitting beside him. He looked… well honestly he looked okay-ish. There were tiny tell-tale signs that Virgil hadn’t slept as well as he was trying to portray, the caked on eyeshadow covering up dark circles and the even more caked on foundation was something that Roman could almost too easily see through. But he didn’t look like he’d be swept away, not like Patton did. And he didn’t look like he was about to break apart into a million pieces, at least not like Roman did. Virgil looked… weary but strong, like an old piece of rebar poking out of concrete that refused to be weathered down by anything. 

Roman felt more than a little jealous of Virgil's strength, or maybe it was just his denial that he wished he could fall back into...  

Either way, he could only sit silently as Patton came into the dining room sniffling as he carried the plates of food for them to eat. It was almost painful to watch him consider and then reconsider putting a plate out for Logan, just to immediately go back into the kitchen and grab a plate for the logical side even though he had yet to show up. 

“Just in case…” Patton softly mumbled, putting the plate down so carefully that one might have thought that it would break at the softest breeze. “You never know…” 

They didn’t know, there was no telling if Logan would even want to eat with them. They hadn’t heard anything from him since he’d sunk out, and they’d heard even less from him that night. When Virgil usually heard Logan going crazy on his various projects during the night, now he heard absolutely nothing. He had no idea if Logan had merely just gone to bed early, or if he just… wasn’t in his room at all. 

For a long moment, they all sat there. Their plates filled with the food that Patton had prepared for them, with one empty seat at the end of the table. And for that moment they sat there not touching a single thing on their plates, unsure if they should actually eat or not. 

Roman had picked up his fork, but just half-heartedly poked at his food. While Patton just morosely looked back at his food, a self-pitying look on his face as his hands laid limpy on the table not making a single movement to begin eating. Virgil taking one look around at the two sides he stuck with, only sighed wanting to do something to break the uneasy tension in everyone but not having nearly enough gusto to do so. That was something that would require energy from him, and that alone was something that he really didn’t have enough of right now. So he resigned himself to sit in silence, and to eat a meal that he wasn’t even sure that he wanted anymore. 

When he heard the footsteps. 

Patton’s head snapped up so fast Virgil was sure that he heard something crack, and a hopeful look blossomed across the moral side’s face. Like a flower seeing the light of the sun for the first time, a light flourished in his eyes that almost instinctively made Virgil want to look away or to playfully curl his lip at how damn happy Patton looked in that moment as Logan came down the stairs his eyes fixed onto a book he was reading. Maybe everything would be okay, if Logan was still willing to eat with them, then perhaps they could slowly fix things over with him. Perhaps all wasn’t lost, and-

And just like that the look of happiness was gone from Patton’s face. 

Logan had… Brought his own food.

With no more than a second of hope being dashed from them, the uneasy silence was back. Only this time, with Logan finally sitting amongst them, they all finally began to eat. 

The moment seemed to stretch on, even though they all knew that it really hadn’t been that long to begin with. 

 Logan hasn’t looked at them once, as he took quick bites from his sandwich while his eyes remained glued to the pages of his book. Every now and then, his phone buzzes and then and only then does Logan look away from his book, shifting his attention to his phone for short bursts of time. It was a timer, that much Virgil could glean from the screen of his phone reflected in Logan’s glasses, much more than that… it was a reminder set to go off every ten minutes for thirty minutes. Like.. like he was nothing more than some person at work who had a thirty minute break in between doing his work. 

Virgil had felt awfully betrayed when that realization had finally smacked him across the face, to the point where he was honestly unsure if he wanted to even tell the Roman or Patton. The both of them were taking Logan’s new… whatever this was, pretty hard. While he may have been annoyed with both Patton and Roman in the past, it truthfully hurt him an awful lot to see Patton crying as much as he was, and to see Roman blaming himself the way that he was. A part of him wanted to tell them that it wasn’t their fault, but he knew that they wouldn’t accept it. Not with Logan the way he was now, and especially with no end in sight. 

It certainly seemed like this was going to carry on for some time, and how long… Virgil didn’t know. 

He didn’t want to consider that this could possibly go on forever. 

Tearing his eyes away from Logan, he tried to drown himself in the food that he had on his plate. But even then, with the empty space that seemed to be Logan, the food felt like tasteless mush in his mouth. He could only stand a few more bites, before the texture of it forced him to put his fork down, calling it quits for this meal at least. 

Looking up he could see Patton and Roman glancing at one another, desperately trying to convey who exactly should try to talk to Logan while he was still here. But their useless glances, and suggested shoulder shrugs did less than nothing. 

It was almost painful to watch. 

It only became that much more painful as Logan stood up, clapping his book closed before dusting himself free from invisible crumbs. Not a single glance was given to them as Patton and Roman each tried to convey with their eyes who should be the one to talk to Logan, and as he took a quick glance to his watch Roman had opened his mouth. 

Looking at Logan’s face, and the professional detachment on it, Roman found himself faltering. There were no words to be had from him, or at least none that he could think that would help this problem in any kind of way. 

Logan sank down, without a word back to them and Roman’s mouth snapped shut. 

There wasn’t any anger to be thrown at him though, Patton himself felt largely the same way. What could he say? What could he do that would make Logan reconsider, let alone begin to trust them again? He could hardly even ask for such a thing, he’d hurt all of them more times than he cared to admit in the past couple of weeks. And whether he liked it or not, he had done something to obliterate Logan’s trust and his love for him. To the point where he couldn’t call Logan his own name to his face, he could only do so personally in his own head as if that would get the relationship they once had back.  

Perhaps he didn’t deserve it…

But it didn’t make him, or any of them any less concerned for Logan. 

Patton’s mouth felt as dry as the sand on a beach, “I…” He paused, as his heart squeezed painfully in his chest. “I don’t know what I can do to fix this…” He sorrowfully whispered, “I’m sorry…” 

Neither Virgil nor Roman could say anything in return.

They didn’t know how to fix it either.