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aliferous-ly · 5 years ago

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OWU,,,,, PROMPTS TIME BITCH,,,, #7 with intrulogical?

owu….. writing remus is basically stream of consciousness for me and like… yo…. she got long…..

summary: remus realizes something’s wrong with his side of the minescape in the same moment he realizes that logan is gone.

warnings: aight buckle up ; implied breaking lightbulb in a mouth, throwing deadly things at people for shits and gigs, self harm mention, stabbing mention, talking about ripping organs out of body, a. dick, vipers, dismemberment, massacre mention, black plague, rats, puking guts mention, cut nose mention, i’m pretty sure that’s everything like none of this is described it’s just remus being Remus

Remus swears to fuck that Logan is too curious for his own damn good, which is saying something because Remus is usually up for whatever Logan feels like doing. Pouring stuff on a dead octopus to watch its dead body wiggle? Hell yeah! See if someone can actually fit a light bulb in their mouth and take it out without breaking it? Let’s find out!

(So far Remus is 0 for 3, but he has lots of time to practice).

And usually Logan managed to make some sort of twist to make Remus’s fun ethical which strips like, at least 70% of the fun, but Logan is always there, too, which Remus loves Logan, so then it’s fine. And then Patton and Virgil don’t flip their shit as much, which Remus is a little upset about, but Logan has been implying that they’re going to start a prank war soon, which--

Anyway.

Even Remus knows his mind is not a pretty place. He’s proud of how gross and awful and nasty it is, actually, because he has no limits and it’s super fun so he doesn’t know why everyone doesn’t just live like this, except he really does, because it’s really easy to. Get hurt.

Really easy.

And it’s not just because he promised not to mortally or otherwise hurt or maim anybody (Roman is such a killjoy) but he sorta doesn’t want to… hurt Logan. For some reason.

Obviously he still throws shit at him all the time but Logan flips between dodging it or sending it flying back at Remus, both of which are hot as fuck. But Logan never gets actually hurt. They’re just playing around.

Which is why nobody goes into Remus’s imagination. Ever. Point blank. Roman chills there sometimes because Roman like, hates himself sometimes, so Remus has to then pull the reins and then kick him out because his brain is not for others to punish themselves, he would like to do the punishing, thank you very little.

(Although sometimes Roman stops by with a little gift of his own and Remus -- lets it stay. For a little while.)

BUT god Remus keeps getting sidetracked -- well, it’s like this: Logan one day gets up and says hey, sometimes I really want to know what goes on in that head of yours and Remus is like well OBVIOUSLY everyone wants to know what’s going on in my head and that was that. And Remus got distracted by a five pronged fork because -- what the fuck? You could stab somebody with that and nobody would know what was up because five prongs.

And the other day Roman goes oh yeah I granted limited access to my side of the Imagination to the lamer sides and Logan btdubs or something like that. Remus is like mostly sure that’s exactly what Roman said.

And then Remus gets all tingly but not like, the good tingly like when he rips his intestines out or anything, the bad tingly like someone is doing something he really doesn’t like. Which is weird because normally he’s down for whatever.

And then he realizes it’s because someone’s in his side of the imagination and at first of course Remus is all excited, and then he realizes it won’t be fun because they’ll be traumatized, and then he realizes it’s Logan and that Logan will not exit easily because Logan probably went in there purposefully.

Which, hot. But also Logan could actually die?

Because everyone knows: what happens in the imagination Stays. Like that’s why Roman is always wounded. Do they think Roman got hurt and needed taking care of like he has some sort of masochistic care kink? Actually, that’s pretty good, put a big ol’ five prong fork in that one--

Remus thinks that the other sides might be a little worried. He was just chilling in the living room (Virgil screaming was really unnecessary, it was only a little glitter and peanut butter and like the shark was only half alive anyway) when he realized where Logan had gone and he just -- sank out.

Roman buzzes against the corner of Remus’s skull and it, it just, it’s so irritating so Remus reaches in and just pulls part of his brain out and chucks it at the wall. It buzzes angrily like a bunch of bees or locusts.

So Remus goes into the imagination.

And he’s instantly slapped in the face with a giant pink dick which, rude, jesus christ, so he breaks it into a million little pieces. And then takes a step, and falls into a pit of vipers, only the vipers are really spikey and pointy.

So Remus stops.

Takes a deep breath.

And screams.

His voice rattles the very essence of the Imagination, air molecules vibrating and shifting, colors fading into a mush of grey as the world warps and twists before his very eyes.

He spies a golden glowing being, beyond the whirl of Imagination.

More notably, he spies a golden glowing being approaching the door that hides Remus’s intrusive thoughts. Because yeah, Remus says whatever he wants, does whatever he wants, but some shit he just… he gets tired sometimes, okay? Leave him alone! So what if he locks some shit up, maybe he’s just saving it, yeah?

Remus’s yell travels through the Imagination like a ripple in a pond and the door vanishes, leaving a gaping pit and no no no NO.

Remus spirals, sprinting as quickly as he can through the molasses of melting Imagination, because Logan’s over there, if Logan falls in there he will splinter like glass or more likely like a sheet of ice being chucked onto a frozen lake, shattering and glittering and making really beautiful noises but no, he doesn’t want Logan dead, he just--

“LOGAN!” Remus screams, the word tearing from his throat, feeling like it took his very essence with it, leaving his chest feeling hollow and numb and he’s not fast enough he’s just like Roman said that one time forever ago, he’s just not needed not useful.

(A stray thought floats through his head that Roman took it back years later but--)

Remus shoots the thought down.

And he runs, he runs like it’s -- the worst massacre in the world, or the return of the black plague (but this time with more rats). He runs. And the Imagination crumbles beneath Logan’s feet, dropping him into the depths of Remus’s worst thoughts, and Remus has liquid on his face like that time he cut his nose off, Remus flings his arm out, crying (crying? Remus didn’t know he could cry), throat raw.

His fingers wrap around a wrist.

It’s just Logan’s arm, the rest of him is broken and splintered, there’s no hope.

Remus opens his eyes.

Logan turns, gripping Remus’s arm with his other hand, eyes wide. His glasses spiral away, down, never to be seen again -- but it’s better his glasses than Logan, better anything than Logan--

Remus yanks Logan away from the edge, stumbling like he never has before, something heavy and thick clogging his throat, a foreign feeling pulsing through his body. He closes his eyes, a loud sob wrenching from his throat. Warm arms wrap around his neck, a body pressing against Remus and he clutches at Logan tighter, emotions flying from him like fleas.

The Imagination melts around him, fading into his room. He drops and Logan drops with him, huddled on the floor, surrounded by comforting, familiar stench.

They’re quiet, for a few moments.

“I almost lost you,” Remus says before he can clamp his mouth shut. The words are watery.

“I’m sorry,” Logan says. A shaking hand comes up to slide through Remus’s hair. “I didn’t…”

“I’ll show you,” Remus says. He wants to pull away to make the point more intense, by staring at Logan, but he doesn’t have the guts. Literally. He thinks he puked earlier and they all just came out. And he really likes touching Logan so he just holds on as tightly as he can. “If you want. I’ll show you everything -- well not everything some things are not meant to be seen but I can try I -- you -- don’t go there.”

“I wanted to see. I want to see,” Logan murmurs. “What… is that?”

“I’m not telling you,” Remus blurts out, even though he sorta wants to scream exactly what that was. “Not right now. I hate this feeling. Don’t do that again.”

Logan pulls away. Remus tries to chase the feeling but Logan stares him down, forcing eye contact. Well. Not forcing. But Remus loves his eyes and can never look away (and Roman said he’s not allowed to just take Logan’s eyes, so he has to settle for staring at them as much as possible).

“I won’t,” Logan says, brushing his thumb under Remus’s eyes. Remus stares at him. Maybe Logan wants his eyes too. Remus would do anything for Logan, and he’s ripped his eyes out before. “I promise.”

Remus replies by burying his face in Logan’s shoulder. He believes Logan he’s just -- needs to settle. Which isn’t something he ever thought he’d say, but.

Seeing Logan like that…

Remus never wants to see it again.

I’ll fix this. He’ll make sure it never happens again.

For now, though…

Remus presses his body against Logan.

For now he’s just going to exist.

#intrulogical #lowkey therapeutic to throw this on a page ngl #i was like is this too intense? then i go wait it's remus there's no such thing #remus sanders #sympathetic remus #brabbles #HEED THE WARNINGS PLEASE #body horror tw #i'll just use that bc yeah

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