#this was explained horribly and i WILL be reblogging it again possibly tomorrow to add on cause like i said the photo limit fucked me over

[dayydreams-s]

can you please post some pics of fez’s house and analyse them because i honestly have no clue how it’s laid out😂

Alright i'm going to try my hardest to explain this 😅if you have any questions still feel free to message me!

Before we get started i want to let it be known that i could be slightly wrong about some of these things!!! i've just made a lot of attention to this and in my head it registers now we could get another clip soon that'll prove me completely wrong 😂

Some of these screenshots aren't the brightest so apologizes in advance also explaining things has never been my strong suit so again sorry if this doesn't make sense and again message me for more help if needed!!

let’s start by the front door and make our way up to where the main living is

they don’t show you how to 100% get from point a to b but i feel i have a pretty good understanding of how to so let’s get into it! in ep5 we see rue walk towards some stairs even though it’s too dark and you can’t really see them but heres those stair in daylight for reference

and than it cuts to her running into the hallway

i’ll be using this ss from 2x01 to help better explain this area instead

if you look at the area to the right that is the small hall which leads to the stairs aka how to get from the front door to the main living here’s another screenshot of an angle at the top of the stairs

now i don’t personally believe we’re missing anything big in the section between the stairs and main hall i think it goes you come in the front door walk up the stairs walk a small ���hall’ until you make it to main hallway

we get a brief glimpse of this space on 2x01 we see ash come up the stairs pass an opening that i headcanon goes into the kitchen over by where the fridge is

and then a door that we can see in 2x05 and 2x01

now if your standing at the start of the hall staring down you’ll see so many fucking doors

all the way in the back we have grandmas room on the left bathroom straight back and fezco’s room across from hers on the right those are three confirmed rooms we know in the hall now we can see there’s a couple more doors in my head i just place one of them as ashtrays room and another as a linen closet

now let me explain all the cut outs/small stairs/walls separating the hall and main living! this is probably going to be the hardest part for ME to explain so bare with me please as you can see in the 3rd ss we have a set of small stairs behind baby fezco and i labeled them weird u-turn stairs because well they are basically lol if you were to go that way it would lead you to this area

now the area right before this entrance is where we see faye sitting 2x02 on those steps now this is where i was having a hard time placing just until a couple days ago but i cracked it lol they are also the stairs we see gma walk down in 2x01 when fez is trying to soothe baby ash and we see her walk away to her room in the background

im running out of the ability to add many more screenshots so bare with me here we get a slightly better view of what this looks like from the hall point of view as to how this all flows?

in maybe simple terms the house is technically like a rectangle the hall,living,dining,kitchen area all flows the same way the one difference is that the living area is slightly elevated which is we have the couple random tiny sets of stairs

i am hoping this helped even in the slightest i might reblog this and add to it with some details on the kitchen and try to possibly explain more but the limited photo thing screwed me over here a bit 😅

[runaway-horses]

The Missing Soulmate: Chapter Five

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Word Count: 2,186

A/N: Re-reading as I upload is a combination of “wow I can’t believe I wrote that!” and “wow I can’t believe I wrote that.” As always, your comments are blessings and I adore y’all. (Also! As much as I live for your comments, spreading this around with reblogs is also pretty fantastic.)

Warnings: Angst, hurt/comfort, panic attack, and more allusions to abuse. As always, please let me know if I need to add/remove anything.

Tags: @avocados26, @a-cure-for-sentience

Patton and Roman stood in front of the registry, watching as Virgil hugged his moms. They were both here alone, Patton’s parents being just a bit too far away for them to be here, and Roman’s mom had been unable to make it, but she sent her well wishes.

“Hi Miss Hannah, Miss Alana,” Roman greeted. They both pulled him into a hug in response, and Roman tried to hug them both back as best he could.

Virgil’s moms were probably the nicest people Roman knew. They lived relatively close to Patton’s apartment, and from the first day they met Roman and Patton, they had treated them like their own sons.

Hannah worked almost all the time, but Alana had a bit more flexibility to her schedule and always took time out of it to swing by the apartment and check up on Patton.

When Patton first came to the States and met his soulmates, and their parents, Patton’s parents had been...alarmed when they heard that Patton was spending time around people who choose to be in a relationship with someone other than their soulmate. And he had received a phone call from them where they urged him to “stay away from “those ungodly people”.

Patton had politely explained that Hannah and Alana were some of the kindest people he had met, not to mention the mothers of his soulmate, and that he would not cut contact with them, and suggested that they take a step back and see if God thought their bigotry was acceptable.

His parents had been upset, and so was Patton, but he told Virgil that his parents were wrong, and he wasn’t going to do something that didn’t sit right with him to make them happy.

Virgil had kissed him for the first time before he was even done talking.

Roman was pulled out of his thoughts by Virgil tapping him on the shoulder. “Ready Princey?”

He smiled and pulled Virgil into his side.

“Of course,”

“Leave it to government to take something as wonderful as being soulmates and turn it into a mountain of paperwork,” Virgil grumbled, signing another form. “My hand is cramping up.”

“This is possibly the most unromantic thing I’ve ever done with you guys, and it’s supposed to be one of the best days of our lives!” Roman said in agreement.

Patton didn’t join in their complaints, his attention was stuck on one of the last questions they had to answer.

Poly. Soulmates:

Please remember that all living soulmates must be registered at the same time. Any application for registry after the date of first application will be null. Re-registration is not permitted in this case.

All soulmates.

His heart clenched painfully as he stared at the page. After a while, his boyfriends noticed his silence. “Pat? Everything ok?”

Patton looked up with tears in his eyes. “Patton? Hey, what’s wrong dearest?” Roman got up and kneeled next to him. Patton handed him the paper and squeezed his eyes shut.

He heard the paper rustle and then warm arms wrap around him. He opened his eyes to see Roman holding him tightly and Virgil holding the paper with shaky hands.

“Does this-what does this mean? Does this mean what I think it does?” Virgil asked, face pale as a sheet.

Hannah and Alana noticed the upset, and despite promising they would leave them alone during the process, made their way over.

“What’s wrong? Sweetie?” Alana’s eyes were filled in concern as she took in her son’s distressed condition.

Keeping eye contact with Virgil, Patton choked out. “If we register today, any other soulmates would never be able to register with us.”

“So…”

“So Logan would never, legally, be our soulmate,” If we ever found him.

Virgil turned to his moms. “But that’s, that’s ok. Right? You guys aren’t ‘soulmates’ but you love each other and live together, so it’s fine. We could just be unregistered,” Alana pulled him into a hug, and she was crying too.

“Honey, I love your mom very much, and I wouldn’t change our relationship for anything, but living unregistered isn’t something I’d want for you. You don’t have the same rights. You wouldn’t be able to adopt, you wouldn’t be able to make medical decisions on behalf of your soulmate, you won’t be able to get insurance together,” She paused and cupped his face. “I don’t want you and your soulmates to go through what Hannah and I did.” Hannah came forward to hold her son’s hand. “And if you registered without him and then found him… Can you imagine how he would feel?” Virgil leaned into their touch and Patton buried his face in Roman’s shoulder, just breathing his scent.

There was silence as they all processed this information.

“So,” Roman started somberly. “I guess we have a decision to make.”

Virgil jerked his head up. “What do you mean? No we don’t.”

“Virge,” Roman started.

“No! This isn’t even a question. We’re not registering without him!” He shrugged out of his mom’s embrace to frown at his boyfriend.”Virgil,” Patton murmured softly, trying to sooth him.

“No Pat, no! We will wait.”

“Virgil, its been months-” Roman started again, his heart breaking for his boyfriends, but he felt resigned.

“I’m not giving up on him Ro.” The crack in his boyfriend’s voice was enough to make his shoulders slump, all the fight going out of him. He glanced over to Patton, who was silently crying, and walked forward to embrace Virgil in a hug.

“We’ll wait.”

Virgil’s moms wanted him to come home with them after the emotional visit to the SR, but Virgil had just wanted to be with his boyfriends. He promised them he would call tonight, and come home tomorrow to spend the day with them. The car ride home was silent. Patton was emotionally exhausted from the day and fell asleep almost immediately, and Virgil and Roman rode in slightly tense silence.

Their first ever fight had been about Logan. Virgil insisting that Roman didn’t get it because he hadn’t known him, and that he didn’t understand what it was like to lose a soulmate. And Roman had responded that ‘he must be some soulmate if he would abandon you.’

They hadn’t spoken for almost two days, but Patton had worn them down, and they made up with lots of tears and hugs. (And so many apologies.) But since then, it was a topic they tried to avoid. (Roman always hugged him a little tighter when he noticed messages to Logan on Virgil’s arms, though.)

(He no longer wrote any messages.)

Virgil fiddled with the sleeves of his hoodie, occasionally glancing over at Roman. He bit his lip. He wanted to say something, searching for the right words, but they all came up short of leaving his mouth. The silence was making him anxious. He was saved from having to start an awkward conversation when Roman broke the silence.

“Virgil. I’m…sorry about today. I know that I never knew him, and that I don’t really understand what your relationship was like, but I am doing my best.”

His words hung heavy in the air. Virgil felt relief wash over him.

“Thank you Roman. I know- I know you’re trying, and I appreciate it. I’m also sorry for today. I know we were all so excited but-” He stopped, looking back at his hands and sighing. “It didn’t feel right. I always feel so guilty being happy without him. And it feels like...like something’s missing. Like something’s wrong. And that’s not a comment on you guys, I love you and Pat so much. It’s just…” He trailed off eyes firmly fixed on the road.

“Something’s missing. I know.” He glanced over at Virgil, who seemed ready to drop the conversation. “I love you.”

Virgil looked at him, a tired smile gracing his lips. “I love you too.”

Patton, who had just awoken from his nap, also interjected with a, very sleepy, “I love both of you more. What’re we talking ‘bout?”

Virgil chuckled. “Nothing, Padre. We’re all good.”

Roman intertwined his fingers with Virgil’s and smiled back at Patton.

If they weren’t 100% good, that was ok. They would figure it out together.

Roman dropped his boyfriends off at their apartment, both of them exhausted from the day. He decided to head to the local coffee shop to clear his head.

The shop, Rise and Grind, was a favorite haunt of his. It also had the added perk of being super close to his college campus. The smell of fresh coffee washed over him as he entered, and he took a deep, appreciative breath.

He made his way over to the counter, and smiled when he saw his favorite barista was there. “Afternoon L.” “Hey Roman,” he greeted tiredly. Upon closer inspection, Roman noticed the horrible dark bags under L’s eyes, and the exhausted slump of his normal perfect posture.

“What’s up? You look dead on your feet,” L sighed but didn’t respond. “Can I take your order please?” Roman frowned, but consented, ordering a single shot of espresso. L wrote his name on his cup, accepted his payment, and started on his drink.

Roman learned against the counter while he waited for his drink. The shop was empty, save for one sleep deprived college student typing away at a laptop and holding their mug of coffee like it was the only thing keeping them sane. The lack of people was very unusual for this time of day, and L appeared to be the only employee here.

Roman was intrigued by L, and would be lying if he said the man wasn’t a big part of what drew him to this coffee shop. L, who always wore long sleeves despite them not being a part of the uniform. L, who helped Roman with homework the few times he had pulled all nighters at the shop. L, who was quiet and attractive and smart.

L handed Roman his coffee, he thanked him and headed over to a booth.

He drank the espresso quickly, appreciating the bitter flavor. He was scrolling through Instagram when he heard the sound of ceramic shattering.

He jerked up, realizing that the college student from earlier had accidentally knocked their mug off the table. “Shit! I’m so sorry,” They apologized, grabbing some napkins and dabbing at the mess. Roman spotted L staring at the shattered mug with a white face, shaking like a leaf. He started to slide down the wall to sit on the floor his eyes huge as he continued to shake.

Roman was out of his seat in an instant, having helped Virgil through enough of them to recognize a panic attack.

“Hey L,” He said as he squatted next to the man. “You’re ok, deep breaths. Everything is ok. Can I touch you?” L made a strangled sound and his breathing quickened, his hands clenching in his hair. “Ok, ok, I won’t touch you. Can you breathe with me L? In for four….” L took in a deep breath, but it all came out in a gasp immediately afterward. “That’s ok, let's try again yeah? In for four…hold for seven...out for eight. Great job L, you’re doing amazing. And again, in for four,” He breathed with L until his breathing was under control, and Roman reached out to gently pull his hands out of his hair. “There you go,” He murmured gently.

He glanced behind him and saw that the college student had respectfully pretended not to be paying attention, keeping their gaze focused on their laptop.

He looked back at L and lifted his hands to wipe away his tears. L flinched at the contact, and Roman immediately dropped his hands. “You with me L?”

“I am present, yes.” L murmured quietly. “I apologize for my outburst-” Roman cut him off with a tut. “None of that. There’s no reason to apologize. I’m just glad I could help.” L kept his eyes down. “Well, thank you Roman. Your help was much appreciated.”

“No problem. Do you want to talk about it…?” He left the offer open, hoping to be of some assistance to L, who looked so much smaller right now.

“I’d rather not. Thank you for the offer.”

“Ok. Will you be ok getting home? Do you need a ride?”

“My shift is not over, I’m afraid. I will remain here for most of the day.” At Roman’s frown, however, he sighed. “But when my coworker Remy comes in, I believe I will ask him if he can cover the rest of my shift.” L did seem more present, much more grounded, and Roman trusted his judgment. “Well if you’re sure.”

“I am. Thank you Roman. Have a nice day.”

“You too, L.”

Roman left the shop a couple minutes later, after being absolutely sure that L was ok. On the drive home, he mulled over the strong feeling in his chest, trying to decipher what it was. It wasn’t until he parked at Patton’s apartment did he realize what it was.

Oh. Shit.