#royaliceit

[anothertssincorrectquotesblog]

Roman: What’s up?

Virgil: Your place on my shit list.

Janus: My level of patience for those who ask such things

Patton: The most depressing Pixar movie about an old man who tries to land his house on a cliff via balloons- *starts rambling*

Roman:

Virgil:

Janus:

Roman: How long-

Janus: It's fine.

Patton, sobbing: -and he just wants to fulfill his dead wife’s dream-

[halfhissandwich]

so… did lilypadton pick them up?

He did.

[the-duke-of-nuts]

FamILY <3

This is my gift to @sunshineandteddybears for the @sanderssidesgiftxchange Not sure if this counts as a "Parents AU" but I think they D E S E R V E to raise Fur Babies together <3 (Bonus Moceit and Royality version under the cut since I originally wanted to do Royaliceit but didn't have space to fit all three in one edit so why not have those as well as an added treat <3 Hope you enjoy and Happy Holidays!

[space-and-galaxies]

Sanders Sides Ship Tournament Round 1-

[where-are-the-spooky-gays-2]

Do you like any other ships besides dukexiety? If that’s alright for me to ask :)

Of course that's more than alright to ask! :}D (Lucky for you you're talking to a multishipper /light hearted) I like Moceit, Logince, Royality, Royaliceit (Which is Roman X Patton X Janus yes cancel me for shipping Roceit /light hearted /joking) Loceit, Intruality, Anxceitmus, and I'm not sure if I'm forgetting some but that's the ones I can think of

[emoprincey]

Fangs and Cutlasses (Chapter 2)

Chapter 1 | This is chapter 2! 

Author’s note: I’ve finally finished the second chapter of this fic I wrote for @the-duke-of-nuts in the Sanders Sides gift exchange last year! 

Fic summary: Remus has come a long way since being exiled from his village. He's the captain of a pirate ship, with his own crew, and a brilliant first mate. But when his brother shows up out of the blue, Remus can't leave him behind again. And, while trying to repair that rift, he meets a strange man cloaked in shadows who will turn Remus' entire world on its head. 

Also posted on my ao3: stormofstarlight 

Relationships: Familial Creativitwins, endgame romantic dukexiety, endgame romantic royaliceit with pre-established royality. 

Writing taglist: @iclaimedtobethebetterbard 

Word count: 2018 

They had to stop for supplies again the next day, since Remus hadn’t made it back to the ship with anything he’d picked up from the market.

The place they’d docked the boat in wasn’t so much a harbour as an old boardwalk that jutted out over a gravelly shore, but Remus had jumped out and tied the ship to a rotting wooden post with surety, so Roman supposed it was as good as they were going to get.

“We can’t stop here for long,” Janus said, already glancing around the cove warily. “I’ll send out a small team to get supplies, and we’ll leave as soon as the ship’s loaded.”

“I want to at least show Ro the cavern. What’s the point in bringing him along if I can’t show him any of the cool places we go to?” Remus said. 

“Fine,” Janus said. “You can show your brother around, but you’d better not get into any trouble, and if you’re not back in exactly two hours I’m leaving your asses there.”

“He doesn’t mean that,” Remus said to Roman as Janus walked away, but somehow that didn’t really reassure him.

Roman wasn’t exactly thrilled at the prospect of going with his brother. Even he had heard of the Broken Isle – so called because of the sharp, thin stream of water that ran between the two islands, making them look like they were one landmass cleaved in two. According to the few rumours that had reached his quiet village, it was a place where only the most hardened of criminals would meet up and exchange their spoils.

As the two of them stepped off the boat, he glanced around, patting his jerkin to make sure the dagger Remus had supplied him with was still looped through his belt.

The isle was everything Roman would expect from a pirate’s hideout – dirty, desolate, and filled with noise. Boardwalks seemed to stretch in every direction along steep, sheer cliffs. None of them seemed to reach the top, and Roman could tell at a glance that it would be impossible to scale them.

Remus led him along a boardwalk, surefooted and stomping as heavily as ever, even though the boardwalk was rickety and rotting.

Roman stayed close to the cliff, trying not to focus on the sound of waves crashing violently against the sharp rocks below.

“Stop looking over your shoulder,” Remus said.

Roman huffed, but he tried to keep his gaze on Remus’ back.

His brother sighed when they reached the end of the boardwalk, which led to a narrow cave in the side of the cliff. He gestured for Roman to follow him inside. “Just act like you belong.”  

“Act like I belong with a bunch of criminals?” Roman scoffed, earning him a glare from a group of passing mermen. They looked mostly human in their land forms, but they were still easy to identify by the scales that curled around the sides of their face, and their frilly finned ears.

“And keep your voice down,” Remus muttered.

Roman pouted, but he kept following Remus closely. He rolled his shoulders as they walked along, trying to get some of the stiffness out. Roman and Patton had been given a tiny room with two bunks. Patton had taken the top bunk at first, but after a while he’d climbed down and squashed into Roman’s bunk with him. Though Roman had woken up with an aching back and Patton with a sore neck, they’d both slept much better in each other’s arms.

After walking through the cave for a bit, they turned a corner. For a moment, Roman thought they’d emerged again into the open air. They were surrounded by light, and rowdy voices, and all kinds of smells. But when he looked up, he realised they were in a massive cavern. The ceiling was made of stone, with boardwalks running between caves higher in the walls, criss-crossing like spiderwebs. The floor was bustling with activity. Ramshackle stalls were crammed together in haphazard lines, and they seemed to be selling everything from food to treasure.

It reminded him, strangely, of the marketplace he used to take the farm’s products to every month. No, not used to – he’d be going back. Soon. Just as soon as... what? When Remus had taken him and Patton on a little adventure across the high seas, would he drop them back off in their village? That thought made Roman’s chest feel oddly hollow.

“This is where people come with their hauls,” Remus explained, leading him over to one of the stalls. “Anything you’ve pillaged can be sold off for a fair price. Or, fair as you can get around here.”

The stall was covered in jewellery and trinkets. Some of it looked valuable, with real stones set in gold, and other pieces were clearly sea glass. A burly man with a scruffy beard was standing behind it.

“Is that stuff stolen?” Roman asked warily.

Remus elbowed him, and raised an eyebrow at the stall owner. “New crew member,” he said, as if that explained something.

The stall owner didn’t seem to care, just humming gruffly as Remus pulled Roman away from the stall.

“Is that stuff stolen?” Remus mimicked, when they were out of the stall owner’s earshot. “We’re pirates, dipshit. What do you think?”

Roman just hummed, a line from Remus’ conversation ringing in his ears. He looked up when he heard footsteps from the upper boardwalks.

“Nosferatu!” Someone shouted.

“What’s going on up there?” Roman asked apprehensively.

Remus pursed his lips, looking intently at the boardwalk. When he didn’t seem to find what he was looking for, he turned away, but the crease between his eyebrows didn’t disappear. “Sounds like someone’s found a vampire,” he said. “They don’t usually show up around here.”

Roman shuddered. He’d heard countless tales about vampires – creatures of the night who hid in the shadows to prey on unsuspecting victims. Some of them had been around for centuries, and had vast amounts of wealth.

Remus seemed to catch his reaction, and grabbed his arm before he could continue. “Hey. One thing you’ll learn in this line of work, is that judging people isn’t going to do you any good. You’ll have to work with loads of different people, and no matter what, we’re all outcasts together.”

“I’m not in this line of work,” Roman scoffed. “I saved your ass one time, and couldn’t go back in case I got caught. The first chance I get, I’m going back to the village. You don’t even want me here anyway.”

Remus seemed genuinely baffled. “What makes you think that?”

Roman looked at the ground. He felt a little pathetic admitting out loud what had been bothering him. “You didn’t tell that stall owner that I’m your brother.”

“Well, yeah, obviously,” Remus said, raising an eyebrow. When Roman still didn’t get it, he sighed. “Look. If those goons find out I’m carting my little brother around, they’ll think I’ve gone soft.”

“We’re the same age,” Roman said.

“I’m nine minutes older,” Remus said. “Anyway, let’s get this stuff back to the ship. I don’t wanna get caught up in whatever’s going on up there.”

He nodded to the boardwalk the commotion had come from. Roman sighed and followed Remus back to the ship.

-----

Patton wasn’t quite sure what to make of Remus. He’d known that Roman had a relative who was kicked out of the village after one too many petty crimes, but he’d expected that person to be a distant cousin from the way Roman’s parents talked about him, not a brother – and an identical twin, no less. At first, Remus hadn’t seemed like Roman at all. He was brash where Roman was gentle. But they seemed to have the same love for adventure, the same twinkle in their eyes when they had an idea.

He sighed as he started to load some crates onto the ship. He’d stayed behind to give Roman some bonding time with his brother, and some of the crew had just gotten back with supplies. Janus had gone to supervise the things that needed taking below deck, leaving Patton alone to take some of the smaller boxes on board.

A blur of purple whizzed past him, but before he could investigate it he was distracted by the rumble of footsteps on the boardwalk above. He glimpsed a hoard of people – pirates, he presumed – racing across the boardwalk.

Those noisy pirates. Someone ought to teach them some manners.

“Do you need any help with that?”

Patton looked up. A man wrapped up in a loose-fitting dark purple cloak was standing by the crates on the opposite side of the cove. He was shifting nervously from one foot to the other, as if he was half a second from dashing off again.

Patton glanced around. There was only one entrance to the harbour, and he hadn’t seen anyone come through it. The man must have entered when he was distracted.

“If you could, that would be great!” He beamed, hoping to ease some of the boy’s nerves. “I’m just taking these crates aboard, if you can pick some of those up.”

He glanced at the stranger, who seemed a little scrawny under the cloak.

“I’m stronger than I look,” the stranger muttered, a touch petulantly, and he hefted one of the boxes easily.

Patton took his own box aboard, motioning for the stranger to follow, but noticed that he hesitated when he reached the gangplank. “It’s ok, you can come aboard!” He assured him cheerfully.

The stranger smiled, and took the box aboard.

When Patton had taken the last box aboard, he turned around to his new friend with a smile. “Hey, I didn’t catch your- name...”

He furrowed his eyebrows, realising he was suddenly alone in the harbour. Perhaps his friend had somewhere to rush off to, he had appeared quite suddenly after all.

“Patton!”

He turned around when he heard Janus call his name. He was coming up from below deck with the rest of the crew.

“Thank you for bringing those crates on board, we can get going as soon as Remus gets back,” Janus said with a smile. Then he nodded over Patton’s shoulder. “Speak of the devil.”

“Roman!” Patton called, running into his fiancé’s arms as soon as he rounded the corner into the cove.

“Hey, sweetheart,” Roman said, catching him with ease and pressing a little kiss to the top of Patton’s head.

Remus walked straight past them, and began talking in hushed murmurs with Janus.

“...and apparently there’s a vampire about,” he heard Remus say as he and Roman approached them. “And hunters, or at least people who fancy themselves to be.”

Janus’ expression turned sour, and he nodded. “Alright then. That’s as good a reason as any to leave now.”

As Remus was untying the ship from the makeshift dock, a mob of people rounded the corner. Some had weapons drawn, and all of them looked furious. One of them yelled and pointed at the boat.

“Shit,” Remus said, hopping back onto the boat. “Man the rigging!” He yelled. “We’re getting out of here!”

A couple of the younger crew members – Patton had briefly spoken to one of them yesterday, a small sullen kid called Elliott – raced over to the mast and began to climb, unfurling the sails. 

“Who are those people?” Roman shouted to Remus, looking back at the shore.

“Don’t know,” Remus called back, “but they seem to have a problem with us!”

The boat began to move as the mob advanced towards them. They sailed out of the port just as the mob reached the shoreline. A few of them waded into the water up to their knees, but there was no way they could reach the boat.

“Do you always do things like that?” Roman asked Remus, once they were clear.

“There’s usually more swordfighting, but yeah, being chased by an angry mob is pretty average for us,” Remus said.

Patton leaned back against Roman’s shoulder, and Roman murmured to him, “What have we gotten ourselves into?”

[katelynn-a-fan]

Somewhere Over The Rainbow: Chapter 10

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Summary: Remus and Patton deal with some...... things...

Word count: 3.9k (3871)

Warnings: Overt Homophobia, Abuse of Authority

“Mr. Cortés? I see that you are… otherwise occupied, but I have been informed you have pertinent information on this child?”

Looking up, Patton was met with a stranger’s eyes to go along with the unfamiliar voice that had so easy cut through his mind like butter, pulling him from the last dregs of the comfortable numb in his bones into the harsh light and sound and smell-

“Woah… Don’t force yourself to take everything in all at once, Pat. Just tell me if you want to answer the officer’s questions.”

Officer? Like police? He- What? Why are the police here? I didn’t do anything illegal, what- I- Why-

“Sir? Are you alright?”

Reeling back, Patton blinked as he clung suddenly to Remus as to not fall completely over. Once again, Patton met this officer's eyes, this time able to take in the officer's full face. 

Once again, Patton’s face frowned automatically as he watched the officers eyes linger elsewhere. 

“Are you okay with answering their questions? You just need to indicate yes or no and I’ll tell them later for you. You’ll have to answer their questions at some point, but you don’t have to right now.”

His finger fumbling for a moment, he squeezed Remus, moving his lips to Remus’s ear. With barely a breath, Patton mouthed into Remus’s ear.

“Eat. Breakfast. Still hungry. Talk later….please”

Pulling back, Patton’s eyes searched Remus’s incase Patton had been too quiet for him to hear. Remus smirked as he did so, and Patton’s cheeks barely tinged at the sight. 

“Sorry officers, Patton will get to you, but events happened at inopportune times and Patton (and me for that matter) haven’t had proper food in over 12 hours and we already have our meals here to eat. So Patton wants to talk after he’s had that, and he made great care to say ‘Please’ as well. Surely you officers can wait until then?”

Staring at the officers, Remus shot them a completely deadpan look. The closest officer simply nodded in agreement, shooting Patton a sad sort of smile. It was enough for Patton to manage a small smile at her. But the same couldn’t be said for the other officer, who’s expression wasn’t too out of the norm, but even out of the corner of his eye, he saw the flicker of… some kind frown on his face.

At the barest glimpse of whatever was happening with the other officer, Patton’s smile immediately dropped and turned back to Remus protectively.

Wh- I just… want to… I… don’t know exactly what I want right now.

“Okay, sir, I must stress that me and my partner are on a schedule, but we won’t deprive you of your meal. We’ll just be down the hall, so wherever you’re done, just get our attention and we can get your story then.”

Peeking out of the very corner of his eye, he saw the first officer still smiling that same way. He quickly nodded, barely able not to glance at the other officer.

That other officer… just… don’t think about him for now. For now, it’s time to eat.

Holding Patton closer to his chest, Remus’s body shifted against Patton as nodded to the officers once again.

“Thank you for understanding officers. We have been awake nearly since last night like I said, so I appreciate this.”

Relishing in the warm vibrations of Remus’s chest, Patton gently pressed his face into Remus’s chest. He was so focused on Remus’s voice within his chest that he never heard the officers’ boots walking away from only a few feet away. The only thing he did hear was Remus speaking to him once they were probably already halfway down the hallway.

“Patton? Are you okay? I’m glad they understood that you needed at least a little bit of space. You- I’m still concerned… You just shut down after I came out of Thomas’s room and you latched onto me.”

Mouth opening wide, Patton went to say he was completely fine, just tired, or the thousands of other excuses he could come up with. But the words caught in his throat instead, everything wasn’t true, he was not fine in the slightest. Should- should he admit that? Should he ignore it? Should he lie?

Patton’s mouth snapped shut.

Instead, he wrapped his arms around Remus’s shoulders and gently squeezed the back of his neck as he pulled back to look into Remus’s misty, cloudy gray eyes.

“I… I want to tell them… but… Something… I don’t know,” Patton rasped as he bent forward to press his forehead to Remus’s neck before pulling back almost immediately. “Something just doesn’t feel right… Can- Can you stay with me? When they question me? You were there too at some point, so it would make sense.”

Running his hands along Patton’s arms, Remus tilted his neck until he made eye contact with Patton again. His eyes immediately softened when they met Patton’s watery brown eyes.

“Of course, Patton. But… you didn’t answer my question. Are you okay? What’s going on in that head of yours?” 

Biting his lip slightly, Patton gazed down as his mind whirred. 

Was he okay?

Truth be told, nothing was okay in this situation. Thomas was hurt, Patton couldn’t reach him, Remus likely couldn’t work until his next shift to help him. Really, all Patton wanted to do was grab Thomas’s hand again and cry. 

But instead of saying all that, Patton wiped at the moisture on his face from his long ago shed tears and twisted his expression into a weak form of his usual smile. 

“Um… yeah… as okay as I can be… I’m willing to talk to them now.”

Raising an eyebrow as Patton evaded the true question for the second time, Remus sighed as he began to rub tiny soothing circles on Patton’s back before waving down the hall to the officers. Midconversation, the officers stop conversing for a moment and the closer one waves back before they finish their conversation as they approach the two of them.

“Mr. Cortes? Are you ready to come with us?” The nicer officer asked, stance wide but face a bit more welcoming.

Patton clung tighter to Remus at the mere idea of being apart.

“Yes- But he has to come with me as well.”

The other officer frowned, “I apologize, but I’m afraid we are only interested in interviewing you, Mr. Cortes.”

Shaking his head, Patton’s hand clenched around Remus’s now very rumpled scrubs. He couldn’t leave Remus, not now.

“No. If you can’t take him, then you can’t take me. It’s both of us or nothing.” Patton scowled, leveling a glare at the closest officer.

The words were foreignly harsh in Patton’s mouth, sharp and unforgiving, but at the moment, Patton could not care less. Remus was with him and for now that’s all that mattered. Officers be damned, he wasn’t budging an inch away from Remus. 

Sighing heavily, the first officer pinched their nose after running them along their brow. 

“Sir. All I need to know is the process of how you found this child and when you’re done you can get back to your… friend and-”

“It’s both of us or nothing.” Patton repeated with a snarl. Rotating around Remus, Patton subtly placed himself protectively between the officers and Remus.

“Yes. When you hear what happened, you’ll be grateful I’m there to support him. As a friend, I must support him any way I can including when they are being questioned during a time where they are obviously distressed.

The officers, to their credit, stepped back a moment and deliberated between the two of them for a bit, debating something with a few hand gestures before they turned back to the two of them.

“Okay, Mr. Cortes. We will allow… Mr…?”

The officer gestured towards Remus. 

Grinning back, Remus’s smile never reached his eyes

“Mr. Remus for now. If you need more info than that, you can query the front desk for more. Now please, I’m sure you have inquired about a room where we can take your questions.” Remus’s too chipper voice chirped.

No one moved as the question hung in the air, the officers shifting uncomfortably before Remus’s thin facade smile finally fell and Remus huffed.

“Okay… you didn’t… Hffph. Well...I know a discrete place then. Follow me.” Remus ground out, his expression leveled and hard until he turned to Patton where it immediately softened as Remus pulled back just slightly even as Patton’s grip tightened. ”Patton, hold my hand, I’m not going to leave. I promise.” 

Managing to free his arm, Remus leaned back as much as he could and stuck his hand towards Patton’s with wide sympathetic eyes that had Patton’s insides melting immediately. 

Remus was sad? Because of him? He wanted Patton to do something… Patton would do it so Remus wasn’t sad at him anymore. Remus should never be sad. He was Patton’s friend and Patton’s friends should be happy even when Patton wasn’t.

Despite how much it pained Patton to do so, Patton slowly let go of Remus and placed his hand in Remus’s. Even then, each bit of him that left contact with Remus was as if parts of his very soul were being yanked from his being. Eventually, all Patton had left was the measly presence of the fingers in his, a paltry substitution for what he had before.

Breathing deeply a few times, Patton managed to get the fluttering in heart to die down as he squeezed Remus’s hand a few times. And then…

“I’m ready to go.” Patton whispered only loud enough for Remus to hear and was met with an answering squeeze.

Pulling lightly, Remus stepped forward to signal Patton to follow just slightly behind. The officers trailed behind the two of them awkwardly as well, their pace interrupted every so often when they had to stop for a doctor or another nurse or the various inattentive patients they encountered. 

As a bed was pushed out of a room suddenly, Remus pulled sharply to a stop, causing one of the officers to run into Patton from behind.

“Oof!

In an instant, Remus whipped around and glared at the officer after registering what had happened. The officer backed up immediately, holding up one of their hands up in apology while the other dipped to their belt. Tugging on Remus’s hand, Patton shut down the moment with a frown.

Unaccustomed to the building, Patton was lead down an endless number of corridors before Remus slowed and announced a bit too cheerfully to the group.

“We’re here!” 

Slowing down, Patton could help but frown as they stopped at a non assuming looking door that at first appearance didn’t appear to be capable of housing a room big enough for the 4 of them.

“SIr, I don’t think-”

The officer was cut off as Remus tugged Patton forwards, Patton’s frown slowly fading as Remus opened the door.

Patton froze, eye wide as he let go of Remus’s hand.

The room around them was decorated in brightly colored animal patterns on the walls, boxes of toys in the corner, but the creme de la creme was the pure mound of stuffed animals ranging from smaller than a beanie baby to at least as big as a toddler and bigger.

Unable to contain the impulse to make a sound, Patton let out a squeal as heran over nabbed the giant frog plushie that was nearly half the size of him, hugging it so hard he would’ve squeezed it to death if it were alive. Running his hand along the material, the texture of the frog mesmerized Patton as he sat down that he didn’t snap out of it until Remus’s quiet “Patton” snapped him out of it.

Gazing up with a no doubt dazed expression on his face, it took a moment for Patton to stiffen and bolt up, still clinging to the giant stuffed animal.

“Sorry. I got a little excited. It’s been years since I’ve seen or had one of these this big. I’m…” Patton glanced to Remus, shuffling closer to him as subtly as he could. Eyes flickering to Patton, Remus stepped beside Patton once again, placing a gentle hand on Patton’s back  “...ready to answer your questions.”

With an expression that oozed a “ugh,finally” sort of attitude, the farthest officer crossed their arms as the other officer nodded.

“No worries, Mr. Cortes. Now…” Producing a notepad and pen, the closer officer began.

“Okay. First. I need to ask, how much do you trust Mr. Cortes here? And Mr. Cortes, how much do you trust this man?”

Remus didn’t even glance a moment at Patton before he responded, the hand on Patton’s back slowly beginning to move in circles on Patton’s back.

“With everything I am, officer.”

His shoulders still trembling slightly, Patton nodded, pressing his face half into the stuffed animal..

“As do I.”

The notepad officer blinked, but dutifully jotted something down quickly before continuing.

“Where did you find this child? Do you have any idea who could’ve done hat happened? Do you know….”

And so the questions went. 

The officer let Patton explain what he had seen, with a couple of pauses for Patton to press his face into the stuffed animal to stifle a sob. But all the while, they simply asked questions to prompt more details, nothing that dug deeper than Patton was willing to go. 

Thomas’s tiny body was still etched into Patton’s brain, curled up and frozen half to death on his front porch, no parent to be found. In a lull in the questioning, he found himself wondering exactly how long Thomas was in below freezing cold with nothing so much as a coat or any protection past the rags Patton found him in. He was so thin and cold and unmoving and blue and-

“Mr…. Cortes?” The nice officer gently prompted, enough to still jolt Patton out of his thoughts abruptly. Bringing his head up, he smiled apologetically at the officer who had tilted their head curiously.

“Sorry, Officer… Um.. Officer….”

Smiling warmly, the nice officer shook their head slightly.

“Call me Officer O’keefe.”

A note of familiarity rang through Patton’s brain, but he didn’t pursue the feeling as he instead smiled warmly back at Officer O’keefe.

“Thank you, Officer O’keefe. I apologize for becoming distracted, I just… I just keep seeing him… the way I found him…”

“Hah-” The officer at the door scoffed, arms crossed as they leaned back against the far wall.

Tensing, Remus’s hand halted where it had shortly resumed rubbing Patton’s back. Much like back near Thomas’s room, it was Remus that stepped in front of Patton protectively.

“What’s so funny, Officer? You don’t appear to be taking my friend’s words seriously.” Remus’s tone was low and dangerous. It took only a moment for Patton to try to get past Remus to stop him as surely the Officer didn’t mean it, but the moment Remus stuck his hand out to stop him, the Officer made another sound and finally pushed themselves upright.

“Oh nothing’s funny. It's that I find it hard to believe you didn’t hear anything. I find it hard to believe you would just find this child on your doorstep.”

Oh.

Oh no they didn’t.

If Patton had any doubts about their intentions and if they meant it, there was absolutely none in Pattno’s mind now.

“Are… you suggesting we didn’t see what we saw?” Patton’s voice was borderline challenging, but he didn’t care. He cared about this child with literally all he was, damn it! No one could get in between them, much less someone who won’t respect and completely disbelieve the very man who saved them!

I shouldn’t have to justify myself like this! This person… how can they be so unprofessional? Asking questions like this to us- me?

“That’s exactly what I’m saying-”

“Officer-” Officer O’keefe tried to interject, but the other Officer continued.

“-because faggots like you are not the most trustworthy people. With whom you ‘want’ to marry and all.”

Patton’s vision tinging red, he’s surprised he isn’t the one pouncing on the officer as Remus’s expression morphed into complete and utter fury and Patton has to latch onto him just to keep him from doing the same.

“Ah! Patton, let me go! I won’t let you be talked to like this! LET GO!”

The unidentified officer immediately had both their hands hovering at their waist, both near their taser and their gun. 

But the room grew instantly still and quiet as Officer O’keefe’s voice filled the room.

“Officer Dexter! Come here. And Mr...Remus, I would propose that you do not attempt to physically attack an officer of the law. Neither of us want to do something that we would regret, would we now?“

Struggling in Patton’s hold only a moment longer, Remus abruptly stilled, blinking as he looked over to Patton who had a thin sheen of sweat on his forehead from the effort of holding him back. It was as if a truck hit him as Remus immediately cupped his arms as gently as he could around Patton, murmuring apologies quiet enough only Patton could hear. It didn’t escape Patton, however, that every so often Remus would glare over towards the two officers.

The officers, on the other hand, were nestled in the corner of the room, with the nice officer half-yelling yet managing not to fill the small room with their commanding voice. Ducking their head, the other officer had their eyes on the ground as they were getting reamed out by the other officer.

“Officer Dexter! I am ashamed of your conduct with civilians! If you have personal convictions of a victim or a witness, I suggest in the future, you fucking keep them to yourself or you might find they won’t hesitate to lash out for the comments, much like Mr. Remus rightfully fucking did. Be grateful I’m not reporting you directly to our boss for this, as I don’t want to deal with your bullshit much longer. After this, you have to explain to them why the last willing officer to train you also rejected you,“ Officer O’keefe snarled, lowering their voice as they turned around to Patton and Remus, their eyes sympathetic and apologetic even without words. “I apologize for my trainee’s misconduct. They will be punished accordingly. I hope the added stress they caused was not too detrimental.”

Shaking their head, they gestured vaguely to Officer Dexter to peel themself from the corner and pointed to the door without even looking. The moment the door clicked shut after Officer Dexter silently slunk to the door, sending a surprisingly half-hearted glare to the two embracing men, Officer O’keefe sighed and pinched the bridge of their nose as some of the tension in their forehead finally smoothed over.

“Is there anything else you can think to mention about the night? Any information that would help the investigation?”

Opening his mouth, Patton was about to tell them that they didn’t have anything more, but the words stalled as all that had happened the last 24 hours re-ran through his head. Instead, he straightened up cupping Remus’s hand on him.

“They… Whoever did this… did… unspeakable things to him. If you or any of your friends find out who did this, don’t go easy on them. It’s the least they deserve.”

It took a moment, but as a flash of comprehension gleamed in Officer O’keefe eyes, their fist clenched and when they replied, their voice was barely steady.

“Of course, Mr. Cortes. You can go back to the boy now, I hope the complications will be resolved… You are very caring and kind, don’t ever lose that. And Mr. Remus,” Remus’s hands twitched on Patton’s back as the glare still trained on the door where Officer Dexter had fled glided over to Officer O’keefe, softening only slightly. “Never stop protecting the things you care about.”

Nodding stiffly, Remus patted Patton lightly on the back, guiding him to the door.

“Goodbye Officer O’keefe.”

“Thank you, both of you.”

Quickly pushing open the door, Patton hesitated only to throw the frog stuffed animal back into the pile where it belonged. After he turned back, he wrapped his arm around Remus like Remus had before as they squeezed through the narrow doorway.

Outside in the hall, they passed Officer Dexter making themself as scarce as possible when the two of them passed.

“I’m sorry.” Out of earshot of Officer Dexter, Remus whispered quietly as other nurses walked by, giving both of them a vaguely confused look. Waving vaguely back to the nurse, Remus met their eyes and shook his head. 

Remus would probably have a story to tell later. But for now, held fast to Patton instead.

“For what?”

Gazing down, Patton blinked innocently even as Remus’s brows drew together as he met Patton’s eyes. However, Remus’s eyes just as quickly escaped the gaze back to the ground.

“What do you mean? I’m sorry for freaking out and trying to- Trying to-”

Hand around Remus’s side, Patton squeezed gently enough to raise Remus’s eyes right back to Patton’s. Eyes so suddenly full of regret and pain that Patton stepped to the side against the wall of the hallway. 

“Hey, no! I meant that you had nothing to apologize for when I asked that. You had every right to be angry at what that officer said. I would never fault you for having emotions.“ Running his hands up Remus’s arms, Patton quietly whispered barely above a mere breath as he wiped under Remus’s eyes where moisture had gathered.

“But- but I made you hold me bac-” Remus’s voice tapered off as Patton’s stern look met his.

Pressing a gentle kiss on Remus’s forehead, Patton’s face softened.

“You did no such thing. I did that because I wanted to. Don’t you dare put yourself down like that.”

Leaning into Remus, the edges of Patton’s lips turned up as Remus melted into him, those same apologies in the room coming back before Patton murmured assurances silenced them.

It took a long moment, the quiet back and forth cut short as a random announcement was projected over the overhead intercom, both of the men jumping even as they held the other. Both of them looked around wildly and they both faced each other at the same time, bursting out in giggles as the tension of the situation finally dissipated. 

In moments, the giggles tapered off into heavier than usual breaths until Patton gripped Remus’s shoulder with a sigh.

“Come on. It’s been more than enough time away from the other two. Let’s get back.” 

Between shuddering breaths, Remus nodded and groaned quietly as Patton wrapped his arm around his back and leaned the barest amount on him.

“Okay. I- I...” The words died on his lips as he perked his head up, an echoing announcement reverberating from down another hallway. Eyes cast randomly to a nearby wall, Patton opened his mouth to ask what had caught his attention when Remus’s back tightened in an instant.

“Wha-”

“They called Dr. Kagan for something. We need to get back now.”

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Ngl I hate roceit for no reason but love anxceit 💀 idk (and remile gives me ick for some reason like Emile can do…better???)

awkward since that's like one of 4 Roman ships I can vibe with at all... including royality, royaliceit, and rosleep (⁠^⁠～⁠^⁠;⁠)⁠ゞ

thb I'm kinda meh about anxceit, no hate, it's just not my thing

and yeah, I can see why people think that last one is cute but it just feels forced more often than not so it's not a vibe

I'm not tagging this one except for my ask tag and a cw

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List of ships sorted by character (will be updated as more gets added to this blog)

Ships involving Character Thomas

Thomas/Nico - Karrot Kings

Thomas/Janus -Thomceit

Thomas/Patton -Patmas

Thomas/Virgil -Thomxiety

Thomas/Remus -Intrumas

Thomas/Roman -Romthom

Thomas/Logan -Lomas

Thomas/Remy -Thomsleep

Thomas/Emile -Thomile

Thomas/Roman/Janus -Roceitmas

Thomas/Roman/Patton -Royalimas

Thomas/Roman/Logan -Logincemas

Thomas/Roman/Remus -Roceitmas

Thomas/Roman/Virgil -Prinxiemas

Thomas/Virgil/Patton -Moxiemas

Thomas/Virgil/Logan -Analomas

Thomas/Virgil/Remus -Dukexiemas

Thomas/Virgil/Janus -Anxceitmas

Thomas/Janus/Patton -Moceitmas

Thomas/Janus/Remus -Thomceitmus

Thomas/Janus/Logan -Loceitmas

Thomas/Remus/Logan -Intrulomas

Thomas/Remus/Patton -intruthomality

Thomas/Logan/Patton -Logicalimas

Thomas/Remy/Virgil -Thomsleepxiety

Ships involving Remus

Remus/Thomas -Intrumas

Remus/Virgil -Dukexiety

Remus/Janus -Dukeceit

Remus/Roman -Remrom

Remus/Patton -Intruality

Remus/Logan -Intrulogical

Remus/Remy - intrusleep

Remus/Janus/Thomas -Thomceitmus

Remus/Janus/Roman -Remroceit

Remus/Janus/Logan -Intruloceit

Remus/Janus/Patton -Intrumoceit

Remus/Janus/Virgil -Anxceitmus

Remus/Virgil/Roman -Intruprinxiety

Remus/Virgil/Thomas -Dukexiemas

Remus/Virgil/Patton -Intrumoxiety

Remus/Virgil/Logan -Intruloxiety

Remus/Thomas/Roman -Remromas

Remus/Thomas/Patton -intruthomality

Remus/Thomas/Logan -Intrulomas

Remus/Logan/Pattton -Intrugicality

Remus/Logan/Roman -Intrulogince

Remus/Patton/Roman -Intruroyality

Ships involving Roman

Roman/Logan -Logince

Roman/Virgil -Prinxiety

Roman/Thomas -Romthom

Roman/Janus -Roceit

Roman/Patton -Royality

Roman/Remus -Remrom

Roman/Thomas/Janus -Roceitmas

Roman/Thomas/Remus -Royalimas

Roman/Thomas/Logan -Logincemas

Roman/Thomas/Patton -Royalimas

Roman/Thomas/Virgil -Prinxiemas

Roman/Virgil/Patton -Anaroyality

Roman/Virgil/Logan -Analogince

Roman/Virgil/Remus -Intruprinxiety

Roman/Virgil/Janus -Anaroceit

Roman/Logan/Patton -Royalogicality

Roman/Logan/Janus -Roloceit

Roman/Logan/Remus -Intrulogince

Roman/Remus/Janus -Remroceit

Roman/Patton/Janus -Royaliceit

Roman/Patton/Remus -Intruroyality

Roman/Patton/Thomas -Royalimas

Ships involving Patton

Patton/Logan -Logicality

Patton/Roman -Royality

Patton/Virgil -Moxiety

Patton/Thomas -Patmas

Patton/Remus- Intruality

Patton/Janus -Moceit

Patton/Logan/Roman -Royalogicality

Patton/Logan/Janus -Lomoceit

Patton/Logan/Virgil -Analogicality

Patton/Logan/Thomas -Logicalimas

Patton/Logan/Remus -Intrugicality

Patton/Logan/Janus -Lomoceit

Patton/Virgil/Roman -Anaroyality

Patton/Virgil/Thomas -Moxiemas

Patton/Virgil/Janus -Anamoceit

Patton/Virgil/Remus -Intrumoxiety

Patton/Janus/Roman -Royaliceit

Patton/Janus/Remus -Intrumoceit

Patton/Janus/Thomas -Moceitmas

Patton/Remus/Roman -Intruroyality

Patton/Remus/Thomas -intruthomality

Patton/Roman/Thomas -Royalimas

Ships involving Logan

Logan/Virgil -Analogical

Logan/Remus -Intrulogical

Logan/Janus -Loceit

Logan/Roman -Logince

Logan/Patton -Logicality

Logan/Thomas -Lomas

Logan/Patton/Janus -Lomoceit

Logan/Patton/Thomas -Logicalimas

Logan/Patton/Roman -Royalogicality

Logan/Patton/Virgil -Analogicality

Logan/Patton/Remus -Intrugicality

Logan/Thomas/Janus -Loceitmas

Logan/Thomas/Remus -Intrulomas

Logan/Thomas/Virgil -Analomas

Logan/Thomas/Roman -Logincemas

Logan/Roman/Janus -Roloceit

Logan/Roman/Remus -Intrulogince

Logan/Roman/Virgil -Analogince

Logan/Janus/Remus -Intruloceit

Logan/Janus/Virgil -Analoceit

Logan/Virgil/Remus -Intruloxiety

Ships involving Virgil

Virgil/Roman -Prinxiety

Virgil/Logan -Analogical

Virgil/Remus -Dukexiety

Virgil/Janus -Anxceit

Virgil/Patton -Moxiety

Virgil/Thomas -Thomxiety

Virgil/Remy

Virgil/Remus/Janus -Anxceitmus

Virgil/Remus/Roman -Intruprinxiety

Virgil/Remus/Logan -Intruloxiety

Virgil/Remus/Patton -Intrumoxiety

Virgil/Remus/Thomas -Dukexiemas

Virgil/Patton/Janus -Anamoceit

Virgil/Patton/Roman -Anaroyality

Virgil/Patton/Logan -Analogicality

Virgil/Patton/Thomas -Moxiemas

Virgil/Patton/Logan -Analogicality

Virgil/Janus/Roman -Anaroceit

Virgil/Janus/Thomas -Anxceitmas

Virgil/Janus/Logan -Analoceit

Virgil/Thomas/Roman -Prinxiemas

Virgil/Thomas/Logan -Analomas

Virgil/Logan/Roman -Analogince

Virgil/Remy/Thomas -Thomsleepxiety

Ships involving Janus

Janus/Roman -Roceit

Janus/Remus -Dukeceit

Janus/Logan -Loceit

Janus/Virgil -Anxceit

Janus/Patton -Moceit

Janus/Thomas -Thomceit

Janus/Patton/Logan -Lomoceit

Janus/Patton/Remus -Intrumoceit

Janus/Patton/Thomas -Moceitmas

Janus/Patton/Roman -Royaliceit

Janus/Patton/Virgil -Anamoceit

Janus/Logan/Thomas -Loceitmas

Janus/Logan/Roman -Roloceit

Janus/Logan/Virgil -Analoceit

Janus/Logan/Remus -Intruloceit

Janus/Remus/Thomas -Thomceitmus

Janus/Remus/Virgil -Anxceitmus

Jannus/Logan/Roman -Roloceit

Janus/Thomas/Virgil -Anxceitmas

Janus/Thomas/Roman -Roceitmas

Janus/Virgil/Roman -Anaroceit

Janus/Roman/Remus -Remroceit

Ship involving Orange

Ships involving Remy

Remy/Thomas -Thomsleep

Remy/Emile

Remy/Virgil

Remy/Otto -Remo

Remy/Remus - intrusleep

Remy/Virgil/Thomas -Thomsleepxiety

Ships involving Emile

Emile/Remy

Emile/Thomas -Thomlie

Ships involving Otto

Otto/Remy -Remo

also huge thanks to @thomas-sanders-shipname-glossary this would have taken so much more time without their blog!

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Sanders Sides OT3 Names

Glossary Masterpost

A list of the shipnames of Sanders Sides pairings that include three people! Orange is included with temporary shipnames until we know more about him, as has been voted in this poll! Ordered by however it made sense to me.

Many of these I have come up with as I haven't found any already existing ones. If you have any additions, please feel free to send an ask, message or submissions!

1) Patton / Roman / Logan - LMP, Logincality, Morolo, Royalogicality, Rologicality

2) Patton / Roman / Virgil - Moxince, Anaroyality, Royalixiety

3) Patton / Roman / Janus - Royaliceit, Romoceit, Moroceit

4) Patton / Roman / Remus - Intruroyality, Remropat, Remromality, Royalismus

5) Patton / Roman / Thomas - Royalimas, Thomaton

6) Patton / Roman / Nico - Moroco, Patcoman, Royalico

7) Patton / Roman / King - Royaliking

8) Patton / Roman / Orange - Royaliange, Mororange

9) Patton / Logan / Virgil - Analogicality

10) Patton / Logan / Janus - Lomoceit, Logimoceit, Loceitality, Logicaliceit, Moloceit

11) Patton / Logan / Remus - Intrugicality, Intrulogicality

12) Patton / Logan / Thomas - Logicalimas

13) Patton / Logan / Nico - Logicalico, Patloco, Moloco

14) Patton / Logan / King - Logicaliking

15) Patton / Logan / Orange - Logicalirange, Molorange

16) Patton / Virgil / Janus - Moxceit, Anamoceit

17) Patton / Virgil / Remus - Intrumoxiety, Modukexiety, Moxiemus, Anamoduke, Anaintruality

18) Patton / Virgil / Thomas - Moxiemas, Thvipat

19) Patton / Virgil / Nico - Moxieco

20) Patton / Virgil / King - Moxieking, Kingmoxiety

21) Patton / Virgil / Orange - Moxierange, Anamorange

22) Patton / Janus / Remus - Deintruality, Intrumoceit, Modukeceit, Moceitmus

23) Patton / Janus / Thomas - Moceitmas

24) Patton / Janus / Nico - Moceitco, Nimoceit

25) Patton / Janus / King - Moceitking

26) Patton / Janus / Orange - Moranceit

27) Patton / Remus / Thomas - Intrualimas

28) Patton / Remus / Nico - Intrualico

29) Patton / Remus / King - Intrualiking

30) Patton / Remus / Orange - Intrualirange

31) Patton / Thomas / Nico - Thomoco, Thompatco

32) Patton / Thomas / King - Thomaliking, Thompatking

33) Patton / Thomas / Orange - Patmasange, Thomalirange

34) Patton / Nico / King - Patcoking

35) Patton / Nico / Orange - Patcorange, Monirange

36) Patton / King / Orange - Mokingange

37) Roman / Logan / Virgil - Analogince

38) Roman / Logan / Janus - Roloceit, Loroceit, Loginceit

39) Roman / Logan / Remus - Intrulogince, Remrolo

40) Roman / Logan / Thomas - Logincemas

41) Roman / Logan / Nico - Roloco

42) Roman / Logan / King - Roloking

43) Roman / Logan / Orange - Logincange, Rolorange

44) Roman / Virgil / Janus - Anaroceit, Prinxieceit, Prinxceit, Viroceit

45) Roman / Virgil / Remus - Intruprinxiety, Remroxiety, Prinxiemus

46) Roman / Virgil / Thomas - Prinxiemas

47) Roman / Virgil / Nico - Prinxieco, Rovico

48) Roman / Virgil / King - Prinxieking

49) Roman / Virgil / Orange - Prinxieange, Anarorange

50) Roman / Janus / Remus - Remroceit, Remromceit, Roceitmus

51) Roman / Janus / Thomas - Roceitmas

52) Roman / Janus / Nico - Roceitco, Janicoman

53) Roman / Janus / King - Roceitking, Kingroceit

54) Roman / Janus / Orange - Rorangeceit

55) Roman / Remus / Thomas - Remromas, Reromas

56) Roman / Remus / Nico - Romroco

57) Roman / Remus / King - Royal Thruple, Remromking

58) Roman / Remus / Orange - Remromrange, Remrorange

59) Roman / Thomas / Nico - Rocomas, Ronimas

60) Roman / Thomas / King - Kingromas

61) Roman / Thomas / Orange - Romthomange

62) Roman / Nico / King - Rocoking, Kingcoman

63) Roman / Nico / Orange - Rocorange, Nirorange

64) Roman / King / Orange - Rokingange, Rorangeking

65) Logan / Virgil / Janus - Analoceit

66) Logan / Virgil / Remus - Analomus, Intruanalogical, Intruloxiety, Anaintrulogical

67) Logan / Virgil / Thomas - Analomas

68) Logan / Virgil / Nico - Analoco

69) Logan / Virgil / King - Analoking

70) Logan / Virgil / Orange - Analorange

71) Logan / Janus / Remus - Intruloceit, Logceitmus, Loceitmus

72) Logan / Janus / Thomas - Loceitmas

73) Logan / Janus / Nico - Loceitco

74) Logan / Janus / King - Lokingceit

75) Logan / Janus / Orange - Lorangeceit

76) Logan / Remus / Thomas - Intrulomas

77) Logan / Remus / Nico - Intruloco

78) Logan / Remus / King - Intruloking

79) Logan / Remus / Orange - Intrulorange

80) Logan / Thomas / Nico - Lomasco, Locomas

81) Logan / Thomas / King - Lokingmas

82) Logan / Thomas / Orange - Lomasange, Thorangical

83) Logan / Nico / King - Locoking

84) Logan / Nico / Orange - Locorange, Nilorange

85) Logan / King / Orange - Lokingange, Kinglorange

86) Virgil / Janus / Remus - Intruanxceit, Anxceitmus, Dukexieceit

87) Virgil / Janus / Thomas - Thviceit, Anxceitmas

88) Virgil / Janus / Nico - Anxceitco

89) Virgil / Janus / King - Anxceitking

90) Virgil / Janus / Orange - Anxceitange, Anaoranceit

91) Virgil / Remus / Thomas - Thvimus, Dukexiemas

92) Virgil / Remus / Nico - Dukexieco, Anadukeco

93) Virgil / Remus / King - Dukexieking

94) Virgil / Remus / Orange - Dukexieange, Anadukerange

95) Virgil / Thomas / Nico - Thvico

96) Virgil / Thomas / King - Thviking

97) Virgil / Thomas / Orange - Thvirange, Thomxieange

98) Virgil / Nico / King - Vicoking, Vikingco

99) Virgil / Nico / Orange - Vicorange, Nivirange

100) Virgil / King / Orange - Vikingange, Kingxieange

101) Janus / Remus / Thomas - Thomceitmus, Intruceitmas

102) Janus / Remus / Nico - Dukeceitco

103) Janus / Remus / King - Dukeceitking

104) Janus / Remus / Orange - Dukeceitange, Demusange, Deoramus

105) Janus / Thomas / Nico - Thomceitco

106) Janus / Thomas / King - Kingceitmas

107) Janus / Thomas / Orange - Thomceitange

108) Janus / Nico / King - Janicoking, Kingceitco

109) Janus / Nico / Orange - Janicorange, Derangeco

110) Janus / King / Orange - Kingceitange

111) Remus / Thomas / Nico - Inturmasco

112) Remus / Thomas / King - Intrumasking

113) Remus / Thomas / Orange - Intrumasange

114) Remus / Nico / King - Intrucoking, Dukecoking

115) Remus / Nico / Orange - Remcorange, Remnicorange

116) Remus / King / Orange - Intrukingange

117) Thomas / Nico / King - Kingthomco

118) Thomas / Nico / Orange - True Karrots, Thorangeco

119) Thomas / King / Orange - Kingmasange

120) Nico / King / Orange - Kingcorange, Nikiorange

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Janus: Patton made me care about stupid things. 

Roman: Like what? 

Janus: Friends. Humanity. My well being. 

Patton, happily cooking in the kitchen with an apron on: Don't forget the morals!

Janus, sighing in despair: And... *gags* morals.

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I NEED MORE ROMAN×JANUS×PATTON IN MY LIFE

I’ll be honest I just really wanted to try to draw Lilypadton, but also Janus and Roman loving Lilypadton :)

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Ah yes V-Day the day I don’t care about but get to have an excuse to post content of my comfort ships <3

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Sanders Sides Ships Tournament Info (Long Post!):

Hey everyone! I thought it'd be fun to do a tournament to find out what the most popular ship is! I'll probably start posting polls during the first week of January but I wanted to make sure I had every ship before I made the bracket. Couple of things first!

No RemRom, because we do not support incest on this blog and if you do feel free to block me. Any ships that have both Roman and Remus in them have no romantic intentions between them.

No ships with Thomas because those personally weird me out, no hate to you if you ship them with him it's just not for me.

So these are the ships I have, feel free to let me know if I've missed any and/or names for ones I don't know/have the names of.

2 Pairing:

Moxiety

Analogical

Prinxiety

Anxceit

Dukexiety

Logicality

Royality

Moceit

Intruality

Logince

Loceit

Intrulogical

Roceit

Demus

3 Pairing:

Logan/Virgil/Patton

Virgil/Patton/Roman

Moxceit (Patton/Virgil/Janus)

Remus/Virgil/Patton

Logan/Virgil/Roman

Janus/Logan/Virgil

Remus/Logan/Virgil

Prinxieceit (Roman/Virgil/Janus)

Intruprinxiety (Remus/Virgil/Roman)

Anxceitmus (Virgil/Janus/Remus)

Logan/Patton/Roman

Lomoceit (Logan/Patton/Janus)

Intrugicality (Remus/Patton/Roman)

Royaliceit (Janus/Patton/Roman)

Intruroyality (Remus/Patton/Roman)

Janus/Remus/Patton

Janus/Logan/Roman

Intrulogince (Remus/Logan/Roman)

Loceitmus (Logan/Janus/Remus)

Remroceit (Remus/Janus/Roman)

4 Pairing:

LAMP

Janus/Logan/Virgil/Patton

Remus/Logan/Virgil/Patton

Janus/Logan/Virgil/Roman

Remus/Logan/Virgil/Roman

Janus/Remus/Logan/Virgil

Janus/Virgil/Patton/Roman

Remus/Virgil/Patton/Roman

Janus/Remus/Virgil/Patton

Janus/Remus/Virgil/Roman

Janus/Logan/Patton/Roman

Remus/Logan/Patton/Roman

Janus/Remus/Logan/Patton

Janus/Remus/Patton/Roman

Janus/Remus/Logan/Roman

5 Pairing:

DLAMP

RLAMP

Janus/Remus/Logan/Virgil/Patton

Janus/Remus/Logan/Virgil/Roman

Janus/Remus/Virgil/Patton/Roman

Janus/Remus/Logan/Patton/Roman

6 Pairing:

DRLAMP

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Can I request Roman, Janus, and Patton with D2 please?

And then Patton stood there for 30 minutes in gay panic

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Fangs and Cutlasses (chapter 3)

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | This is chapter 3!

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The pirate ship never truly slept. Even when the sun had gone down, there were a good number of people patrolling the decks, keeping an eye out for any change in the weather or enemy attacks. Either Remus or Janus would stay up through the night, and Remus always liked to do a last circuit of the ship before he went below deck, to check everyone was in position.

He’d almost completed his circuit when he spotted a lone figure leaning on the railing of the ship.

“Hey,” he said.

Patton looked up in surprise. “Oh, hi.”

“Where’s Ro?” Remus asked. He hadn’t gotten much chance to talk to Patton since he and Roman came aboard.

“He already went to bed. I told him I’d join him in a minute,” Patton said, returning his gaze to the ocean. For a moment, Remus thought he’d finished talking, but then Patton sighed, not turning away from the sea. “I miss the ocean,” he said, distantly. “I grew up right by it, probably spent as much time swimming or sailing as I did on land at one point. I always loved the feeling of being out on the water, being carried and held afloat by the waves. The lakes around the village were nice, but they weren’t the same to sail in. Nothing can come close to being completely surrounded by the ocean.”

Remus hummed in agreement, thinking about the feeling he got when he steered the ship. He always felt so small, a speck in the middle of the vast ocean. It was comforting, in a way. “I never met you in the village,” he said.

Patton shook his head. “You wouldn’t have. I moved there with my family about three years ago. You’d probably already... I mean...”

“Been kicked out?” Remus supplied.

Patton winced. “Yeah, sorry.”

Remus shrugged. “It’s whatever, I don’t really care anymore. I think half the village had been looking for an excuse to get rid of me for years. Sometimes it felt like Roman was the only one there who’d tolerate me, and even then...”

“You want him to stay, don’t you?” Patton said.

“He’s my brother,” Remus said simply, looking out at the waves. “Before I was exiled, I never even spent a day without him. He was always a bit of a stick in the mud about rules, but we were thick as thieves, did everything together. Even when we grew up, we still hung out all the time; we even shared a room. The night I left, I thought about waking him, asking him to come with me. But I couldn’t do that to him. He loved the village. So did I, but he was always so happy there. I don’t know if I didn’t want to make him choose, or if it was because I knew I wouldn’t be able to stand it when he chose the village over me. I wouldn’t have blamed him, but it would’ve hurt.”

“You don’t know he would’ve chosen them over you,” Patton said. “He cares about you a lot.”

“You didn’t even know I existed before you met me, did you?” Remus asked. It wasn’t really a question – he’d seen Patton’s puzzled expression when Roman had introduced his long-lost brother.

“Ro doesn’t like to talk about things that are upsetting him,” Patton said. “And I think he really misses you.”

Remus turned to face Patton properly, and looking into his earnest brown eyes, he could see that Patton honestly believed he was telling the truth.

“Sure, whatever,” Remus said, and he turned to walk below deck.

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Remus wasn’t the biggest fan of being woken up in the middle of the night – as, he imagined, most people weren’t. But as the captain of a pirate ship who had enough trouble getting to sleep anyway, it was especially important for him to get a bit of shut-eye and be well rested for his duties in the morning.

So, when he was awoken before the crack of dawn by a frantic rapping on his door, he wasn’t too pleased.

“What d'ya want?” he grumbled from under his blankets.

The door opened just a crack, and Remus' expression softened when he saw Elliot's face peek through. They were one of the younger members of the crew, and Remus had always had a soft spot for the kid. It was hard to be alone at such a young age, so he tried to make sure the crew were as much of a surrogate family to Elliot as they could be.

“Janus needs you,” Elliot said, which immediately dragged Remus into the waking world. “On deck. He said as soon as possible.”

Remus swung his legs out of bed, glad he hadn’t bothered to change out of his day clothes. “I’m on my way.”

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The deck was far more crowded than it usually was at night. There would usually be a couple of people patrolling, but it seemed like half the crew was out there, all crowded around some kind of dark blob. When Remus got closer, he realised the blob was actually a cloaked figure crouched on the floor.

“What’s going on?” Remus asked Janus, who was stood in front of the crowd, looking down at the figure.

“A stowaway,” Janus said. “I found him in the hold.”

“I’m not here to hurt any of you,” the stowaway said. His voice was shaky, matching the slight tremble of his limbs that he was clearly trying to hide. Remus couldn’t tell if it was from fear or from the cold night air. “I just needed to get off that island.”

Remus took a step closer to the stowaway, and got a good look at his face. He was pale and gaunt, with shaggy black hair framing his thin face. The stowaway growled defensively, a glint of a fang showing.

At that, Remus held up his hands. “Why?” he asked, though he could take a pretty good guess.

“There were, um...” the stowaway – vampire? – cleared his throat, obviously stalling to think of something to say. “There were people there who want to hurt me,” he eventually said. “I got away from them on the Broken Isle, but they would’ve found me if I stayed there. I took the first way out I could find.”

“These people...” Remus said. “They were vampire hunters?”

The stowaway winced, quickly schooling his face into some semblance of a neutral expression, but that was all the information Remus needed.

“Aw, kiddo!” Patton cooed. “You should’ve just told us you needed somewhere to stay!”

“I’m over four-hundred years old,” the vampire grumbled.

Janus was tapping his chin in thought. “My question is, how did he even get on the ship? We live here, a vampire shouldn’t be able to enter without our permission.”

“Ah, that might've been me,” Patton said, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. “He offered to help me carry some crates so I invited him aboard. I thought he ran off, though.”

“No harm done,” Janus said with a small shrug. That was very un-Janus-like of him, but Remus knew his first mate always had a weakness for men with pretty smiles. “Now, we just have to figure out what to do with him.”

“Aren’t you going to let him stay?” Patton asked.

Remus saw the moment Janus gritted his teeth and dragged his gaze away from Patton’s wide, pleading eyes. Oh, he was down so bad.

“I don’t have a problem with it!” Remus chimed in. “The more the merrier!”

This only seemed to make Janus’ conflicted expression twist even further.

But it was Roman who spoke up next. “But- but he’s a vampire!” He protested, eyeing the crouched man warily. “He growled at you.”

Remus levelled his brother with a look. “I told you, bro. You won’t get far judging people on first impressions.”

Janus was still staring intently at the vampire, his gaze calculating. From under the shadow of his hood, it looked like the vampire was glaring back.

“Fine,” Janus said. “He can stay for now, but we’re dropping him at the next port.”

“I wouldn’t want to stay any longer anyway,” the vampire snapped. He stood to his full height – which, admittedly, wasn’t very tall. With slumped shoulders, and baggy clothes dangling off skinny limbs, he looked more exhausted than threatening. “Now, can I go inside before the sun comes up?”

“Can we at least get your name?” Remus asked.

The vampire stalked past him, cloak swishing in ocean breeze. Remus thought he was going to ignore him, but the vampire stopped just before he got to the staircase. “The name’s Virgil.”