#toxic moxiety

[thegoldenduckie]

I dare you to rank all sanders sides ships on a scale of 1-10. At least, as many as you can think up of.

OOO SOUNDS FUN ANON! Ill try to get as many ships as i can (but not that one, you know which one)

Rankings under cut

btw i used fanlore.org to look for all the ships, so idk if each of the ship names are right

AND THIS IS JUST MY SILLY OPINION! IF YOU DISAGREE THATS ALRIGHT THIS IS JUST WHAT I THINK!

Loceit: 8/10 Really good, love it, love the content of it

Moceit: 50/10 MOCEIT IS MY OTP! MY EVERYTHING, MY ABSLOUTE FAVOURITE SHIP

Dukeceit/Demus: 7/10 Its really good! Lovee their dynamic, its a shame we dont see these guys interact in the show much :(

Roceit: 7/10 Love roceit, so many angst and fluffy opportunities, honestly love the angst

Thomceit: 5/10 Honestly im not enthusiastic about sides x Thomas ships, but they can be pretty sweet! This ones really good, i see the appeal

Anxceit: 9/10 AHGG THEM! Sooo good! As platonic, romantic, familiar, and bitter exes! Love it! So many fun amd angsty posibilites!

Logicality: 7.5/10 Its so adorable!! I loveee logicality fanart and fics! I really loved logicality when i first joined watched the show, so it gets an extra .5 for nostagic sake

Intrulogical: 10/10 like DUDE INTRULOGICAL MAKES ME FERAL! Its so silly and adorable and freaky ahsxhjlsxkjkjhsx

Logince: 9/10 aaa its sooo fun! Their chemistry is SO INCREDIBLE

Lomas: 5/10 Again, not big on thomas and side ships, but this ones pretty cute

Analogical: 10/10 YESSS! YES YES YES! I COULD TALK ABOUT THEM FOREVER! THEY MAKE ME SOO HAPPPPYYY!! ESPECIALLY AS QPPS!! AAAA I LOOOVVEEEE THEMMM SO MUCH!

Intruality: 6/10 I like it! Its growing on me! Has a lot of adorableness

Royality: 6/10 Love it platonic, indifferent to it as romantic, and its just very sweet and seeing content of it makes me smile

Momas: 5/10

Moxiety: 6/10 again, love it familar and platonic, with a father son relationship! Honestly dont like it romantic

Platonic Creativitwins: 9/10 Yes! The twins! I love them just being chaotic siblings, or even on good terms and having being good brothers to eachother

Intrumas: 4/10

Dukexiety: 7/10 I like it a lot!!

Prinxiety: 8/10 its reeaally adorble, honestly love it lots

Analogince (Lo/Ro/Virge): 7/10 cute!

Romas: 5/10

Thomxiety: 5.5/10 this ones pretty cute

Logicalceit (Jan/Lo/Pat): 8/10 Its content is soo sweet

Intruloceit (Jan/Lo/Rem): 9/10 YEAHH I LOVE IT!! MAKES ME FROTH AT THE MOUTH

Roloceit (Jan/Lo/Ro): 7/10 Seems loevly

Analoceit (Jan/Lo/Virge): 9/10 At first i was indifferent to it, but a certain mutual made me see how amazing this ship is

Intrualceit? (Jan/Pat/Rem): 5/10 i think thats the name

Royalceit (Jan/Pat/Ro): 5.5/10 havent seen much of it, but points for that sick name

Moxiceit? (Jan/Pat/Virge): 7/10 ive seen some cute suff with this, i think thats the name

Anxceitmus (Jan/Rem/Virge): 9/10 YESS! AAAAA THESE THREEE MAKE ME SOOOO INSANE!

Anaroceit/Prinxieceit (Jan/Ro/Virge): 8/10 so much potential for a toxic yoai polycule

Intrugicality (Lo/Pat/Rem): 5/10

Morolo/Moralogince (Lo/Pat/Ro): 8/10 SO ADORABLE

Analogicality? (Lo/Pat/Virge): 6/10 i think thats the name

Anaintrulogical? (Lo/Rem/Virge): 6/10 i can see the appeal, i think thats the name

Anaintruality? (Pat/Virge/Rem): 5/10 i think thats the name

Anaroyality? (Virge/Ro/Pat): 5/10 i think thats the name

LAMP/CALM: 9/10 LOOOVEE IT! I DO NOT MAKE ENOUGH CONTENT OF THEM! ITS SO ADORBLE

DLAMP: 7/10

DLAMPR: 8/10 YES! ONE BIG HAPPY POLYCULE! THE BEST KIND OF SHIP

Thanks for the ask anon! Again, all these rankings are just my opinion, please dont fight me

[thesnakeslibrary]

Movie Night Abandonment

Pairing: Janus x Remus, platonic moxiety implied Genre: Hurt/Comfort Tags/Warnings: selfharm (cutting), kissing, toxic creativitwins, Janus needs a hug and gets one Summary: Janus feels sad over not being invited to the weekly movie night, Remus fixes it.

Janus closed his bedroom door after stepping inside and sighed, frustrated. The others had a movie night, and didnt invite him? They invited Remus! But not him? Why was he even surprised. Of course they didnt invite him. He was Deceit. He was the lord of lies. No wonder they didnt invite him. He still wasn't welcome. Go figure.

He removed his hat, set it on his dresser amongst piles of books, and strode over to his bed. He flopped down onto it and let out another sigh. “Do they really not care about me?” Janus muttered aloud to himself. He scoffed to himself “Of course they don't…” He wanted to be mad, he really did but he couldn't ignore the stinging pain in his heart. He sat up and looked down at his covered arms, humming quietly. He knew he shouldn't, he made a promise to Remus, But just a few couldn't hurt, right? Janus swung his legs over the side of his bed and stood, walking into the bathroom connected to his room.

He rolled up his sleeves as he walked and opened the cabinet above the sink, grabbing his blood-stained razor. He closed and locked the door and put the toilet lid down, sitting on top of it. He took a breath and put the razor to his wrist, which was already littered with scars, and pressed down, swiping it across his arm. He reached over to grab a tissue and place it on his thigh to catch any fallen drops of blood. He looked down at his arm and smiled at the blood flowing out of the wound.

He made a few cuts alongside the first and patted it dry with a tissue, tossing it into the trash after. Now feeling much better, Janus stood and grabbed bandages, wrapping his arm. He rolled his sleeves back down and put his razor back in its hiding place. He sighed as he closed the cabinet before letting out a yelp at the sudden knocking on his bedroom door. “Deedee? I wanna hang out! Oh, we can dissect something and paint with its blood!” Remus giggled as he knocked on the door again “Cmoooon!!” Janus unlocked the bathroom door and walked out, opening his bedroom door. Remus grinned and quickly grabbed Janus’ arm to tug him along, said side cursing under his breath at the pain and discomfort.

Remus cocked his head like a confused puppy and looked at his arm. “Did you get hurt, Jan?” Before Remus could lift his sleeve, Janus pulled his arm away from him “No im fine.” He winced at Remus’ hurt expression as he realized. “DeeDee…Did you cut?” He took a step closer and gently took Janus’ hands in his own, squeezing them. Janus wanted to lie but he knew Remus wouldn't believe him if he tried, so he sighed and nodded, looking down. Remus frowned and pulled Janus into a hug. “Can you tell me why, baby?” Contrary to popular belief, Remus could actually be serious when he wanted to. Janus wrapped his arms around Remus tightly.

“It's stupid but…I was upset that the others didnt invite me to the movie night.” Janus admitted, feeling ashamed that he hurt himself over something so silly. Remus furrowed his brow and looked at Janus “Roman said you didnt wanna come.” Janus looked up at him with an angry expression “He never asked me.” Now it was Remus’ turn to be upset. He did want to beat Roman's ass, but he knew he couldn't leave his snake without comfort. He took a deep breath to calm himself down before pressing a kiss to Janus’ forehead. “I'll talk to him later, right now my double dee needs cuddles.” Before Janus could protest his pet name, he was being picked up and tossed onto his bed with a giggle from both him and Remus. They both knew “talking” actually meant possible violence. Remus joined him on the bed and gathered Janus up in his arms, showering his face in wet kisses. Janus let out quiet giggles and tried to cover his face to no avail. He tried to ignore the feeling of how stupid he was to have cut instead of having gone to Remus, who was making him feel much better already.

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Remus barged into his brother's room holding his morning star “Alright bitch wanna tell me why you left Janus out of movie night?” Roman looked over at him, currently painting his nails. “Remus, I did no such thing, he said he didnt wanna come.” Remus took a deep breath to calm down and leaned on the doorframe “You never even asked him, so before you can try to lie some more despite how much you berate Janus for lying, im gonna cut to the chase. We’re going to have another movie night today, and Janus is joining.” He said it in a way that left no room for argument, causing Roman to sigh.

“Fine, he can come.” “And we’re watching scooby doo.” “What, why?” “It's Janus’ favorite movie.” Roman huffed and waved Remus away “Fine fine now let me finish painting my nails.” Remus smiled and rested his morning star on his shoulder “Perfect!” He turned to leave but paused to say one more thing “And dear brother of mine, if this happens again, I won't be so nice.” Before he could listen to Roman's response, he closed the door behind him.

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Janus stood in front of his mirror in his scooby-doo onesie, nervous about being seen by the others in it. Remus walked over to him and rested his hands on Janus’ hips “You look great, Snack Mamba” Janus rolled his multicolored eyes and turned around, looking up at Remus “Are you sure im welcome?” Remus pulled Janus close to him and cupped his cheek. Softness from Remus was something only reserved for Janus. “Im sure” Janus took a deep breath and nodded, turning his head to kiss Remus’ hand. “Can you actually wear clothes this time?” Remus groaned “But wheres the fun in that!” Janus sighed “You can wear the gore onesie” Remus’ eyes lit up “Yes!” He giggled as he fist-bumped the air

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Janus took a deep breath and walked into the light sides living room in his onesie, ignoring Roman's snort and the following smack from Remus. Janus sat next to Remus who proceeded to pull him into his lap, the snake squeaking quietly before settling. He leaned back into Remus’ chest, smiling softly as the movie started. Roman was already talking about the quality, Patton was clinging to Virgil whenever something scary happened, Logan periodically commented on how it's stupid that Scooby can talk, Remus kept saying what monsters he would wanna fuck, and Janus, Janus was happy in Remus’ arms.

[bumb1e-vee]

I have a Sanders Sides oneshot request. (This is under the assumption that the king creativity headcanon is canon and it contains unsympathetic!Patton) Ok so, basically, the king was really good friends before the split and after the split the twins are on good terms with each other and all the dark sides but Roman needs to hide this from Patton and the dark sides help him and Virgil only joins the lights to keep an eye on him, can I get a oneshot were Patton finds out about all this and isn't happy with it?

He was trying to find the good creativity, but he couldn't, and that was years ago, now he was listening to Logan and Virgil whispering to each other

"We need to keep him safe from Patton Virgil" "I can distract him, god knows the man likes to baby me" "Good understood"

Logan then left to go help Roman visit his brother, Virgil went to go see Patton. The moral side was waiting for Virgil, if he wanted to play dirty, well Patton could too.

"Hey there kiddo! I think we should take our realtionship to the next level! Dating" Virgil was taken aback but needed to keep him distracted, "Yeah, okay Patt" Patton smiled and pulled Virgil down on the couch tightly in his arms, "Now tell me where Roman is and you'll get to leave my arms tonight, if not, I'll make you scream in more ways then one" The threat was hissed into his ear while Patton squeezed him tighter.

Meanwhile Roman and Remus were having a water gun fight, it was great, the two were laughing so hard while Logan and Janus 'supervised'. They all were having fun and enjoying themselves, though the fun had to come to an end when the three hour timer went off. Roman and Logan returned to the light side to see Virgil in Patton's lap with an increasing number of hickys on his neck.

"Welcome back Kiddos!" Patton greeted in a dark voice. "So, I know you've been seeing your brother Roman, Virgil refused to spill where you were, so now he's my little pet, you can keep seeing him and I'll just keep Virgil like this forever, I am very dissapointed in all of my kiddos, so for lying to me, you'll have to do all the dishes, and well a few hours without your phones, so no talking to your dark side friends, just know I'm doing this because I love you"

[unsympathetic-patton]

Call it Pretty.

Warnings: kidnapping, second person, abusers perspective, abuse, toxic relationships

Ship: Patton/Janus/Virgil

This is pbb going to end up becoming a series where i make unsympathetic ships of all the characters in the same universe. Have the way Virgil meets Patton and Janus.

Call it pretty when he falls asleep on your lap and the day feels a little less cold. Call it pretty when you see his face relaxed and visitting dreams undisturbed by the pretense of a mortal coil. Call it pretty when he shifts just a little, whispers your name in his sleep.

To be pretty meant you had to be special; a part of the heart. He's definitely a part of yours. Hes nestled there among the memories of blood splattered windows a screaming mother. Perhaps it was cruel to compare your love to the murder of a family. Perhaps it was cruel to love at all when you saw what your love could do.

Was it love when you shot your father with the gun he toted around, always bragging of his ability to fix the issue with a bullet and a resolve? Was it love when you met Virgil and told Janus that Virgil meant more to you then the snake ever could? Was it love when Janus agreed? Of course it was. You were good at that, loving, there was nothing you could do better.

You and Janus weren't really in love so much as you were business partners. The tendancy to love the same things, to hold the same things with care. Janus wasn't exactly pretty if you were being honest; in fact he was kinda hard to look at. He called it pretty when Virgil came to him in tears about you. "He keeps telling me I'm going crazy, I'm not!"

"But you are," Janus had responded easily. They called it pretty when Virgil cried. To know they had that much impact on his emotions felt beautiful. It felt worthwhile, nothing was wrong when they saw Virgil was upset because of them.

Oh to damn the heart, to bury it under the floorboards so your worry may kill you with it. Much like a poem you know you are not meant to make sense; just to imply. To vaguely give words to. Virgil said "I love you," and you can sort of say it back. Whisper it in the meaning of other sentences. Who were you to call it pretty if you really wanted to call it love?

No this wasn't something you did out of love. You did it because you liked it. Virgil was yours, adorable and sweet and true and you did not intend to let anyone have him but you. You tell Janus this, hiss it because Virgil hung out with Janus instead of you. "Oh yeah?" Janus had asked, irritated, annoyed, furious, "And what? I'm not allowed to have him?"

"Yes!" You seethe, and Janus shoves you back. It was always a fight with you and him, it had to be. You didn't love him, you just knew him. You were the one that saw Virgil first, Virgil was yours. Janus doubles down about commitment as if either of you give a damn. Married for four years and not once have you ever muttered three words with sincerity.

You both knew your wedding vows were said with crossed fingers. But when you swore you'd care for Virgil you meant it. You kissed his forehead and told him "It'll get better!" And baked him cookies and you know it'll make it so sweet when you backhand him later and he cries; asking for your care which you promised.

Janus prefered something different; he liked to be Virgil's friend just to leave when it counted. He promised aid and offered advice and help but was never to be caunted on because everytime he'd leave Virgil alone. You like to plan your games with him.

You call it pretty when Virgil cuddles you to sleep after you convince him to watch a horror movie. You call it pretty when he gets nightmares; you knew he would. You call it pretty when Virgil wakes up crying and even prettier when you comfort him and he cries into your shoulder.

You call it pretty because your hearts not made for love. That's why you married Janus, because you both knew that love wasn't really in your forte. You call it pretty when you start to get bored; Janus reminds you of course, "Darling you just need more control over him. You always get bored when they have lives."

And he was right, you always did. Janus was good at knowing you. Even better at understanding you. So at night when you ask him to help kidnap your Virgil, your sweet Virgil, he doesn't feel offended. In fact he's delighted because it means he can play his own games.

You call it pretty when Virgil falls asleep. This time is no different, watching his panic leave into a relaxed state of uncounsciousness. You call it pretty when Virgil cries after he wakes up alone in your basement. You think its so pretty you and Janus go on a date. You call it pretty when Virgil falls asleep, head in your lap and unable to stop because his wrists are bound and hes tired. Oh so tired, exhausted even.

You call it pretty, don't you? Because you know theres something about Virgil to love. And you can't love, not really, but you can twist. Janus hadn't needed to be twisted but Virgil was to sweet. He couldn't love something that sweet, it was a cavity, an issue of health. Sweet lead to decay.

But twisting your Virgil into something like you? You called it pretty. And you'd do it, too.

[anxiouslyfred]

Selling a Soulmate

Completely Inspired by this post from @writing-prompt-s and @chaos-by-all-means

Pattons sells Virgil’s soul to a demon, that demon and their soulmate are extremely angry when they don’t find Patton while following the soul connection. Virgil just got 2 new demonic soulmates of Deceit and Remus

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Patton thought it was all for the best, after all Virgil constantly made jokes about wanting to die, or just going to hell for more continuous torture as if that’s all he had in life. They’d been soulmates for years and he still couldn’t get Virgil to stop.

So he was selling a soul to a demon, for the chance to look after his family and friends, to actually be the perfect dad friend to them all and make them feel better, face the struggles of the world down and keep standing too. If that meant Virgil actually would be destined for hell now, well those jokes always did seem to serious to Patton.

Deceit and Remus had always known that soulmates had some ownership over each others souls, and could in fact bargain each others souls when making deals. No demon had ever heard of that actually happening.

Then they followed the soul link that came from Deceit’s deal with the human Patton to find someone neither had seen ever before.

“You’re definitely Patton.” Deceit was glaring between the strand of connection and the man, curled on his bed in a hoodie and clutching a letter.

“Apparently so, given his letter is only saying that all those jokes I make about going to hell can come true as I wished. Who the fuck actually wishes something like that and what the hell does he mean? If it’s a break up letter then that’s one hell of away to tell your fucking soulmate they’re dumped.” The man barely even looks up, tears brimming even as he glares at the page.

“Soulmates? I mean I do some twisted things with the souls I get from deals but that’s dark.” Remus comments quietly, knowing his pairing with Deceit is unusual since most demons ignore any compulsions to their soulmates and that he technically shouldn’t even be there.

Deceit just moves closer to the bed. “What’s your name, Patton’s soulmate?”

“If he didn’t tell you when he invited you in that’s even more stupid. I’m Virgil but whatever.” Virgil does glance up at the two people, barely taking any of their appearance in before turning to grab a robot plush toy. “Logan always used to warn that Patton only understood his brand of puns and would take my dark jokes too seriously after a while. Who are you?”

Deceit turns to share a heavy look with Remus, deciding if the words they want to say will be echoed but Remus is already moving to take the letter from Virgil’s hands.

“We’re your new soulmates, Remus and Deceit. Not sure what nonsense Patton’s been writing but it’s this weird rare quirk thing that can happen.” The explanation makes no sense, a lot of the things Remus starts without thinking through don’t really, but at least this time he’s on the same page as Deceit.

“In a manner of speaking at least, we are indeed your new soulmates. I was hoping to be able to take you out this evening, but if you need time to process what ever Patton wrote to you we understand.” Deceit’s words are smooth, offering but not demanding and they’re only hoping the rage that’s going through them isn’t showing in their eyes.

Virgil had looked to Deceit as Remus moved and while part of him wanted to believe them and relax, he could see fury waiting to burst out of Remus, especially as he read the letter, and there were small echoes of anger in the one called Deceit too. “You wouldn’t be angry if some weird quirk had given you a new soulmate. Why should I trust you when I can still only feel the connection to Patton?”

The mention of his anger is enough to set Remus off, unleashing a hundred attacks to the walls, windows and door to the room, form shifting as his fury is too much to remain consistently human now it’s being released. Deceit had made to intervene then, but all they could do was stay on the bed and keep Virgil there too.

Virgil is shying away from them both at the change, recognising Remus as so many creatures he’d read conspiracies about over the years, and wishing he’d never spoken. He doesn’t feel at threat, but he feels terrified.

Four hours ago he had woken up to Patton’s clothes emptied from the cupboards and a letter that left him feeling like the world was ending, like the anxiety Patton had insisted countless times wouldn’t change his love had driven his soulmate away finally. He’d felt confused and heartbroken.

Half an hour ago Patton had called him, laughing and making puns all around wishes coming true. Virgil hadn’t understood why or how someone could call his self-deprecating jokes wishes anymore then than he had while reading the letter, but knew Logan had said something about it before. The mention that Virgil should expect a guest had only confused him more.

Now there were two beings, basically strangers, trying to claim they were his new soulmates and destroying the room. Nothing felt safe and everything seemed likely to kill him or suck out his soul and leave his body just a husk. He wanted to fight and scream but couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe, could barely think as one stranger tried to shield him on the bed while the other raged.

A whimper breaking through Virgil’s lips finally calmed the storm. Remus flipping on a dime, from raging to comforting, but keeping his distance now. “Darling, if you’ll have us, we will be your new soulmates, far better than Patton ever was.”

“But you’re demons.” Virgil can only assume both of them are demons, despite Deceit still looking completely human. Why else would they be talking for each other?

Deceit just nods, wanting to twist words but knowing that blunt honesty would help them more in this moment. “And I had your soul sold to me. Technically, if I wanted I could easily make it truth when Remus says you’re now our soulmate, and given that I cannot believe even the most selfish person would do what Patton has done, I’m sorely tempted to.”

“That’s what he meant by my jokes about going to hell being wishes that come true?” More tears and pain hit Virgil then as he realises that not only had Patton broken up with him, he’d literally sold him, and whatever was brought couldn’t be equal to what Virgil had thought they had.

The creature, whatever he was now was leaning over to Virgil, a limb he didn’t want to identify wiping the tears away before they fell. “Let us court you Sweet thing. We’ll be your soulmates now.”

Virgil’s life and his room were suddenly in shambles where the day before he’d thought things could be improving. He’d been abandoned and learnt that abandonment included getting sold. He’d already spent the day crying but here were two beings, two demons who while they definitely had violent reactions showed no chance of them being directed at him. 

Nothing seemed real and everything seemed doomed and Virgil could almost hear Logan telling him not to make life changing decisions when emotionally compromised but his friend wasn’t there then. His friend had been unable to comfort him when Virgil had called up to ask for help after first reading the letter.

Looking at Deceit,still kneeling on the bed and looking at Remus, slowly regaining a more humanoid form, Virgil nodded. “Okay, yes, if - if that’s - if you actually mean it when you say you want me as a soulmate despite being such a fuck up even Patton couldn’t stay with me, you can do that, just let me keep Logan, let me keep whatever friends won’t expect me to be around someone who sold me.”

“Come here, Raindrop. I’ll make you ours now.” Deceit just nods, gathering Virgil into their arms while bringing their powers to the surface. Changing the binds of soulmates could be difficult, but Virgil’s was already weakened, first by Patton using it to sell a soul that wasn’t his and now by Virgil’s own honest agreement. Their eyes beaming golden yellow and the scales shining through their form were all the outward signs that anything changed, but Virgil gasping as the connection changed from one of a brought soul to a soulmate was warming.

Deceit has accepted a deal for ‘a soul’ precisely once, and he got a new soulmate from it. Ever since then Remus and they have been precise in wording every deal for the persons specific soul. If someone wants to sell their soulmate then they’ll have to find a different demon.

[unsympathetic-october-2020]

Unsympathetic October Prompt 6: Mind Control

(hhh I should probably be doing homework but I was too busy to do the prompt yesterday and I want to keep doing unsymptober-)

Unsympathetic Virgil, Unsympathetic Emile mention, victim Patton, toxic Moxiety, healthy intrulogical mention, manipulation

Virgil smiled at the boy in blue in front of him. “So what do you say? Will you go out with me?”

The boy, Patton, had been Virgil’s best friend for the last four years. They had met through mutual friends, and Virgil had been crushing on him for the last few weeks. Patton fidgeted with the hoodie wrapped around his shoulders. If they started dating, that would be the first thing to go, Virgil decided.

“Well, uh…” Patton said, smiling awkwardly. “I love you so much, I really do, but… just as a friend. I don’t really feel romantic attraction, you know that. But, maybe we could be closer friends? We could hang out more if you want!”

Virgil’s smile dropped into a scowl. “You can’t just use ‘I don’t feel romantic attraction’ as an excuse. Logan doesn’t feel romantic attraction either and he’s dating Remus. You can still date me.”

“But… Virgil, I…” Patton looked down again, and stopped talking as Virgil spoke again.

“Come on, Patton. You don’t want to disappoint me, do you? I’ve liked you for so long now. I really want to date you. It would make me so, so happy if you did.”

Patton bit his lip. He knew what Virgil was like when he was upset. “Ok. Ok I can try to be your boyfriend. It might not turn out very well though….”

“Oh, I’m sure you’ll be a great boyfriend. But you’ve really got to stop spending so much time online. It’s rotting your brain with all these things like 'not being able to date when you’re aromantic’. And take off that hoodie. It looks weird.”

Patton choked back a cry. “But-”

“You don’t want to make me sad, do you?” Virgil asked. Patton shook his head quickly and removed his sweatshirt. He looked pained as he handed it over to Virgil. Virgil tossed the sweatshirt over his shoulder and Patton cringed. “Oh come on, you don’t need that piece of crap. Now come on, boyfriend, let’s go and make out or something.”

Looking like he might burst into tears at any moment, Virgil dragged Patton along with him. He knew Patton wouldn’t leave him. Virgil knew it would hurt Patton too much emotionally to leave someone as important to him as Virgil.

Virgil’s phone burned in his pocket, reminding him of what he would have done if Patton had rejected him. Emile’s number was open on his phone and just one quick call away. He would have been happy to change Patton’s mind. But there was more than one way to control someone’s mind, and Virgil knew that you needed to control Patton’s emotionally. Virgil smiled. He would enjoy hanging out with his new boyfriend.

[dysfunctionalbundle]

First Step of the Save Virgil From Evil Patton Plan

this is something i wrote for @nachosforfree ‘s personality switch au!

warnings: mentions of unsympathetic patton, references to toxic/abusive moxiety, references to manipulation/gaslighting, references to emotional abuse, and two curse words (let me know if i need to add more!)

word count: 671 words

After the time Virgil helped Logan with his hair color changing potion, Logan began to notice things. He took note of all the times Patton shut Virgil down. He took note of all the times Patton got mad at Virgil for forgetting things. He took note of all the times Patton called Virgil’s interests dumb and childish. He took note of all the times Virgil said “I love you” and Patton not even responding.

The number was ridiculously high and Logan worried about his friend. Whatever claims Virgil made that Patton did indeed love and care for him were heavily contradicted by the data he collected. And the other concerning things Virgil said about his relationship with Patton.The situation was dire. Who knows what other shit Patton pulled behind closed doors, but Logan suspected it wasn’t anything good for Virgil. 

He needed to tell someone. He couldn’t do this alone. He already tried and that ended up with Virgil withdrawing from Logan and denying any explanations that Patton’s actions were toxic. So he was going to recruit help.

“Reeeeemuuuus!” he called while frantically waving around his data sheets. “Remus! Remus! Remus!” He ran to Remus’ room, slammed the door open and close, and made his way towards Remus. 

Logan noticed that Remus was working on something probably important but Virgil’s safety and health were definitely more important at the moment. Remus can get angry about being interrupted later. They needed to help Virgil now. So obviously, first step of the Save Virgil From Evil Patton Plan was to annoy Remus, his specialty.

“Remus, I have something important to tell you! Remus! Remus! Remus! Pay attention to meeeeee! Remus! Remus! Reeeeeeeemuuuuuuuus! Re-” 

“What is it now?”

“Oh um.” Oh shit what was he here for again. 

Remus gave Logan an exasperated look. “You forgot again?”

“Ye- No! Virgil!” Logan practically slapped the sheets of data on Remus’ face (“Hey!”). “We have to help him!”

“What’s this?” Remus raised an eyebrow at Logan.

“Data! Virgil said that Patton cared about him even after I told him that Patton’s behaviors were toxic, so I started to collect data to prove him wrong! Data doesn’t lie if interpreted right and I'm sure I interpreted it correctly and it contradicts what Virgil said an-”

“Slow down and breathe.” Logan took a gasp of air. “What do you mean contradicts? And toxic behaviors?”

“I mean that Patton and Virgil’s relationship is toxic! I have proof! Look at this! This is all the times Virgil said I love you and this is how Patton responded. Look! He ignores Virgil most of the time! And this one! This one shows all the things Virgil does for Patton and this is how many times Patton does the same. It’s-”

“He doesn’t reciprocate.” 

“Exactly!

Remus leafed through more of Logan’s data sheets. “And you said that Virgil claimed that Patton loved him?”

“Mhm. Clearly that’s not true! I took extended notes about both of their behaviors. I know what I’m talking about!”

“Yes, I can tell. I’m guessing you’re here to ask for help?”

“Yes! I can’t do this alone! Virgil might listen to me now with evidence, but I’m worried that Patton won’t let him go! Or, or, or that Virgil will stay because Patton will say he’d kill himself and he-”

“Hold on, Patton did what now?”

“Virgil told me that Patton has said he’d kill himself if Virgil wasn’t there…”

Remus took a breath in through his nose and stood up.

“Where are you going?” Logan asked with his head tilted to the side.

“To find Patton and Virgil. We need to have a chat.” He looked back at Logan. “Aren’t you coming?”

“Oh yes!” Logan gathered up his data sheets again. “You think Virgil might listen to me? Or Patton?”

“I don’t know.”

Logan frowned slightly. “Hm, well I guess we will find out soon.”

“That we will.”

The pair left Remus’ room to go find Patton and Virgil. Who knows what they were going to find.

[anti-virgil]

I know you don't like patton either, but what are your thoughts on thoughts on toxic moxiety?

It's one of only types of Moxiety I like (other than when they're both unsympathetic)

Also, just so you know, toxic relationships don't have to be only one bad person. 1 bad person is more of an abusive relationship.

So toxic moxiety can be u!Virgil + sympathetic!Patton or it could be them both being toxic in a relationship

[unsympathetic-core-sides]

“I don’t think you ever wanted this to work. You never tried.” U!Patton to Virgil?

This took me several hours and it's pretty ooc I'm sure but it's nice enough for me. If you need me to tag anything, tell me.

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Patton and Virgil have been together for years and known each other even longer. Most people would say they’re the perfect couple.

Except Virgil.

But Virgil couldn’t say that. Nobody would believe him if he talked about what Patton`s done to him. Nobody except some internet friends he has that Patton doesn’t know about. They’ve been his only friends for years. Or at least his only real friends. All of his real life friends have been scared away by Patton.

Virgil sits up as he hears his phone ding quietly, having been procrastinating getting up from bed, he checks his notifications and smiles as he reads the messages.

TheDramaticOne: hey!!!! Does anyone ever really wanna meet up irl??? Cause well I REALLY do (but that might be because youre all sooooo amazing <3)

Liar-Liar-Pants-on-Fire: hell to the yes. (also lies….)

Virgil shook his head at his friends, he was glad Patton was out, he didn’t have to pretend not to be texting them now. He gets up and changes into a hoodie he got from Ro and some jeans.

EmoNightmare: ugh I wish… you know that Patton is a dick about this kinda stuff tho :/

CHAOTIC—BITCH: HOW MANY TIMES HAVE WE AID THIS: KILL HIM!!!

Liar-Liar-Pants-on-Fire: DON’T.

TheDramaticOne: REMUS NO!!!!!

CHAOTIC—BITCH: FINE THEN JUST BREAK UP WITHJ HIM DUH

TheDramaticOne: K yeah <3^^^^

Virgil rolled his eyes and got out of bed and headed to the kitchen, where he was expecting no one to be there, but got a shock when he saw Patton standing there, fully dressed and sipping his coffee.

“Good morning love! Where did you get that hoodie? And what are you doing on that phone of yours?” Patton walked over to him and reached for his phone.

“Nothing!” Virgil shoved his phone away before Patton could grab it. He frowned and reached for the phone again. This time he got it.

“What is going on with you?” Patton shook his head and then looked at the messages on Virgil’s phone. “What. Is. THIS?” Patton looked up, a sneer on his face and hatred in his eyes.

Shit. He needs an excuse. An excuse? “I- um.. It’s not what it looks like…” Virgil starts to slowly back away. Come on think, think, THINK! Why can’t he think of anything?! His breath hitches as his back hits the wall.

“NOT. WHAT. IT. LOOKS. LIKE.” Patton dropped the phone and took a step with each word. Tilting his head to the side, a forced and very angry smile spreading onto his face. “Virgil…Love….Who are those people and WHY do you think it’s acceptable for them AND you talk about me, you’re loving boyfriend of 5 YEARS, like that? After all this time… I don’t think you ever wanted this to work. You never even tried. You’ve hated me that much all this time huh? WELL FUCK THAT. WE CAN AND WILL STAY TOGETHER YOU HEAR ME!?” At that last sentence he grabs his half empty mug and threw it at Virgil, narrowly missing his head.

Virgil yelped and made a split second descion. He dived for the phone and ran back to the bedroom, locking the door and pushing the dresser in front of it, knowing damn well that won’t give him much time. He hears Patton yelling and banging on the door. He looks at his phone and types a message through the tears now falling down his cheeks.

EmoNightmare: help ,me jh3esues Christ ps hesgonna kill mee fucklfuckfcukfuck

Liar-Liar-Pants-on-fire: Vee?

HOLY FUCK VEE IS THIS PATTON?

TheDramaticOne: Virgil please talk to us

Where are you im gonna pick you up

You still livew around here right??

CHAOTIC—BITCH: Come on you can do this

Im gonna fucking kill that asshat

EmoNightmare: its p[atton he read the mesaasges amd hes puisseed

I stil libve here plsa get mehol.y fuck hes gonnna break thedoor

TheDramaticOne: Climb out the window ill meet you there.

Virgil shoved his phone in his pocket. Patton’s yells where getting louder and louder. He stumbled towards the window that was just beside the bed and pulled on it< trying to get the dumb thing open. Eventually he tugged it open and swung his legs over the side, god he was lucky he lived on the first floor of this apartment. He jumped out and stumbled a bit. He heard Patton finally get through his mini barricade and he started sprinting. He ran round the corner and pulled his phone out.

EmoNightmare: where awr u???

TheDramaticOne: Main entrance of the Gilligan Apartments.

That’s where vyou live right?

Liar-Liar-Pants-on-fire: YOU ARENT SURE?

TheDramaticOne: oh im sorry thst im doubting myself in this situation

EmoNightmare: yuoe arwe right ill be=there in am opkmernt

He threw his in his pocket and ran towards the main entrance, rubbing the tears of his face. Once he arrived, he glance around the parking lot. Where could he be?? He can’t stay here long or Patton will find him.

“Virgil?” A voice from behind him spoke. He turned and saw who he assumed was Roman. Tall, black hair, worried expression, must be. “Virgil, is that you?”

“Roman.” He muttered and tackled him into a hug. Roman wrapped his arms round him and petted his hair, calming him down.

Everything is gonna be better now.

[nachosforfree]

PS Virgil helping Logan out with his experiments and Logan comforting him after he accidentally spills some of The Tea about patton

It wasn't often that a side other than Remus helped Logan with his experiments at all, so when Virgil walked in and asked if Logan needed any help, Logan jumped at the offer.

"Oh absolutely!" Logan clapped his hands together in excitement, before conjuring some goggles and giving them to Virgil.

Virgil took them and put them on, walking over to the table Logan stood at, "What are you working on?"

"I'm designing a special 'potion' that allows you to change any part of your hair color at will! Remus was complaining about his hair earlier so I wanted to make him it!"

"Aw, well, that's sweet..." Virgil looked at the list of ingredients Logan needed, even though he was unable to tell what any of the large words meant.

"You seem sad."

Virgil blinked and looked up at Logan, "What?"

Logan tilted his head, "When I talked about me making Remus the potion, you seemed sad."

"Oh! Oh, I'm not sad," Virgil assured the other, "I just..." He looked down at the liquid filled cups, "I wish Patton would do stuff like this for me sometimes..."

"You wish Patton would make you potions?"

"No, that isn't what I meant," Virgil ruffled his own hair, "Gosh, words are tough. Uh, I mean I wish that he would, like... Just do something for me."

"Does he not do stuff for you?" Logan asked, "Me and Remus do stuff for each other all the time! I make him stuff, he writes me gross stories to read, I give him ideas, we do a ton for each other!"

"Well..." Virgil picked up the list and played with the edges of the paper, "I do stuff for him. He just...doesn't care enough to do any in return."

At Logan's angry expression, Virgil quickly added, "It isn't that he doesn't care about me! He just...has trouble getting the energy to do things. He's really depressed, y'know..."

"That doesn't mean he should make an effort to make you happy!" Logan poured two of the cups into a larger cup, "Remus doesn't care about much at all either but he still does his best to be there for me!"

"It doesn't really matter," Virgil said, "He makes me happy even if he doesn't do stuff for me!"

"Does he really?"

The words caught Virgil off guard, and he looked over at Logan again. The other side had a more serious expression than Virgil thought he'd ever seen on him.

"I... He...of course he does..." Virgil couldn't keep the eye contact with Logan, something about the look filled him with shame. Maybe that was his own anxiety. "I...I love him, and he loves me."

Logan looked sad, and he reached over to put a hand on Virgil's shoulder, taking notice as the other flinched, "Does he?"

Virgil sniffed quietly, pushing his own goggles up as he wiped at his eyes, which suddenly had tears in them. Why was he crying? He was so stupid to be crying. He was stupid to doubt Patton's love. He was stupid to tell Logan, or to help Logan with this in the first place. He should've just stayed in his room or stayed with Patton.

He hiccuped through tears and Logan's arms were around him, holding him close and gently. Virgil buried his face into the other's shoulder, unable to force back his tears now.

Patton loved him, he told himself. Patton loved him.

[softlysugar]

I love toxic prinxiety and I love toxic moxiety, so why not combined them?

Virgil being in a relationship with both but they are separate and kept secret so the other won't find out. Then Virgil's manipulative trash to both Patton and Roman to the point where when they find out the other is dating Virgil to, they blame the other and not Virgil. Both stop being friends which Virgil is happy about, as keeps manipulating and staying with the both of them and blaming the other when he gets caught

[sanders-sides-uncorrect-quotes]

U!Patton prompt (Pre-Accepting Anxiety)

Patton kidnapping young Virgil from the dark sides. He somehow gives Virgil amnesia and replaces his loving memories of Deceit and Remus with...not so pleasant ones.

When Deceit and Remus find out, they are enraged.

(Should I make a separate blog for Unsympathetic Patton? I kinda want to.)

[kys0g0i]

Everytime I listen to Heart of Stone (from Six), all I can think of is either Logan or Virgil singing this to (an unsympathetic) Patton and it’s currently the only thing keeping me sane

[imtryingthisout]

Of Frogs and Friendship

[based on @nachosforfree Au @sanderssides-magicalgirlau check them out]

[Warnings: abuse, toxic relationship, unsympathetic Patton. Be careful]

It was hard not to love him.

Maybe that’s why it was so hard, because despite everything, Virgil just couldn't help but love him. The way Patton had looked at him, eyes so wide and vulnerable, tear laced whispers about how ‘you stayed’ and ‘I don't want to be a monster’. It was like they were kids again, and virgil had just hissed at some of the bigger boys who were picking on them. Calling Patton a crybaby, saying that he was too weak and girly. As if being feminine was something to be ashamed of, something lesser.

(Virgil knew better than that, even at six. His mom could drop kick any guy, any day, in any outfit. She was awesome like that.)

Patton didn't have many friends, was odd cause he was so happy and smiley all the time, but who was Virgil to judge. Not like he had many friends either. Or any friends really.

(No Andy didn't count, he was a baby)

Patton seemed so amazed, looking at Virgil with stars in his eyes, like he was a hero. So Virgil didn’t exactly offer his friendship (stammering and clamming up after the initial adrenaline rush faded) but he didn’t turn Pat away when he started to eat lunch with him. And when Patton wanted to hang out after school he didn’t say no.

So two lonely boys became friends, and they were happy.

Later they added a golden eyed (seemingly) girl into their fold. Miss “Call me Dee” Lyr was a wonderful oddity, who favored short hair and bowler hats, loved courtroom dramas and had a special knack for arguing with Teachers. Especially Mr. Yanez who taught Social studies.

She would constantly interrupt class, hopping on a soapbox and go off on tangents about the nature of society, governmental lies and propaganda. No manner of punishment seem to deter her, any reprimand seemed to just fuel her rants further. And while Mr. Yanez tried desperately to find some way to deter her- Virgil just thought he didn't like seeming dumber than a little girl. He was right.

“Sir, did you know that if a frog was suddenly put in a pot of boiling water it would try to leap out. But if you put a frog in a pot of tepid water and then slowly start to boil it, the frog wouldn’t notice and be slowly boiled to death. Imagine thinking you’re taking a nice relaxing bath, never knowing your inaction is sealing your fate. So while you and others lay comfy in your tubs, unaware that your rights are slowly being eroded away by those in power.”

“Miss Lyr will you please sit down. We are going over European Geography- what are you even talking about?”

(Falling in love with Patton was so easy Virgil didn't even notice it. Didn't notice the water rising and rising all around him. It was just felt so natural to have him around.)

Talking with Patton sometimes made Virgil’s head feel like it was under water. His words drowned out all the other noises in the world, till he was lost in a sea of static and siren song. It didn’t happen a lot, never at first, but by the time Virgil was nine he had periods of just.. blacking out.

(“Do you think I made him this way with evil intent? No! It started with me making him feel happy when he was sad! Me pulling him out of panic attacks! It started with me making him forget bad things-)

(The temperature was changing, ever so slowly, yet the frog remained oblivious-)

(“It just got worse and worse and worse-”)

He never told his Mom about the blackouts, he had meant to- he was sure he had meant to- but he just.. Forgot. He suspected she found out anyway. Taking him to the doctor and doing all manner of checkups and screenings that young Virgil didn’t have the vocabulary to describe.

In the end he got a temporary medication that did nothing to help, and a slightly clingy Patton to deal with.

Nothing he couldn’t handle.

(The trick is to have patience, heat the water up too quickly and the Frog jumps out. Go slowly enough- kindly enough- and he’ll gladly let you burn him to the ground. He might even thank you for it)

“You know Verge, you would look really cute in purple”

“You really think so pat?”

“Ooh we should get matching bracelets- so everyone will know we’re best friends!”

“That sounds like a good idea pat”

“Hey Virgil what if your costume had a ribbon around your neck?”

“Really- like a bow and everything?”

“Yep! Wouldn’t that just be so pretty?”

“If you say so pat”

“Come on, just try it?”

“Of course pat. You’d know I’d do anything for you”

The first time Patton hit him Virgil blamed stress. Stress and trauma. Patton was just lashing out- he didn’t know any better. He just needed to get it out of his system and he’d be fine. Virgil was strong, Virgil could take it. He later held Virgil and apologized, begging him to stay, promising to do better. And Virgil looked into his teary eyes and couldn’t help but still love him.

(Virgil had a vague awareness that Patton wanted more from him. Wanted things that Virgil couldn’t give him. Patton was his best friend- his brother- and he didn’t want to kiss his brother on the mouth. Didn’t want to hold his hand in anything but a platonic fashion. (Virgil didn’t even know if he liked anyone like that, but he most certainly knew he didn’t want Patton like that). But Virgil was unaware of Patton pushing his boundaries, clinging to him more, getting more and more touchy-feely till it was hard for the others to tell if they were flirting or not. (Patton was, Virgil definitely wasn’t).

What was it Dee said about frogs and water? )

The second time Patton hit him Virgil blamed his friends. Things were going fine, Patton was listing to him- waning off some of his more.. extreme schemes. But something had happened, some plans had fallen through due to their involvement, and Patton didn’t even know it was Virgil who grabbed his shoulder, wanting to offer comfort. He just lashed out blindly- striking Virgil in the eye.

(Some days Virgil couldn’t get out of bed. Too overwhelmed, yet too drained to force himself up.

He’d stopped talking after a while, none of his other ‘housemates’ wanted anything to do with him, and he’d just repeat back what Patton wanted to hear on the occasion that he did want to talk. To be honest Virgil couldn’t tell if he was speaking in his own voice.

So he laid there, quietly hoping everything was just one long horrible dream.)

Patton loved touching his neck, playing with his hair. Sometimes when he thought virgil was asleep he would trace along the bruises blooming on his throat- feather light touches as he would whisper sweet poisoned nothings into his ear.

(Some days it felt as though Virgil was empty inside. Just a hollow husk shambaling around in the vague approximation of how a normal human function. He stopped having blackouts, but his memory worsened. The world around him seems grey and hopeless without Patton. The only clear memories were the ones with him in it.)

Virgil eventually stopped counting the strikes. Stopped blaming anyone but himself, it was his fault he knew, no point trying to deny it. Even in his own mind. He just wished he knew what to do to fix himself- what to do to make Pat happy again. Maybe he should just---

(It was like he was in a tub of lukewarm water, but instead of getting hotter. It just got colder and colder, till his hands and feet where blue and shivering. Till the piercing white numbness grew in his chest like a tumor. Hypothermia seeping into his bones. The water was freezing over and Virgil was drowning in blue. But he was too tired to get up. Too numb to fight it. He was the frog and it was hibernation. So he

just

gave

in )

[unsympathetic-patton]

Patton was a fun person. At least, that's what everyone told Virgil when he asked them about the bright eyed blond.

"He's just such a fun person!"

"Oh he's a pretty fun person to be around!"

"Just an all around fun person you should totally try hangin' with sometime."

Virgil was told it'd be good to make friends, so he starts befriending Patton. Patton loves to host fun dinner parties. He does it all the time.

Virgil thinks half the school must come to those parties. They are always smiling. Virgil doesn't go to the parties - it's to many people for his tastes.

Everyone is always smiling. Virgil doesn't really know why Patton is called a "fun person" beyond the fact that he hosts parties. Patton is always smiling.

Lately he's noticed that somethings... off about Patton. He always looks just a little... wrong. His smile to sharp, his eyes to buglike. And he doesn't think he's ever seen Patton frown.

Patton has never asked for his name. Virgil found that odd. But then again; everyone st the school insisted on going by code names rather then there own. He wasn't even sure Patton was really the others name.

"Hey Storm, can I have your name?"

He held his hand out to shake, as if this were a deal and not a simple name exchange.

"Sure, it's Virgil."

Patton stopped feeling off to him. Patton was just right. Whatever to the left he had been, vanished.

Virgil went to the next party. Patton's house is surrounded by mushrooms.

Virgil thinks Patton is just such a fun guy! He's a pretty fun dude, always smilin' and dancin'.

[abused-virgil-oneshots]

TW: unsympathetic patton, toxic moxiety, threats of starvation, rotten food, Human AU, manipulation

Day 4 of the 12 days of Christmas

Betaread by ExplainThatCode on wattpad

Prompts given by @wittlevirgilsanders

"Virgil! Come on, it's dinner time!" of course it is. Someone finally responds to his texts about the notes in class last week and it's dinner time. Patton had perfect timing.

"Just a minute Patton!" he just needed to text them back and ask, then he could go down. It shouldn't be that big of a deal...Right?

"Right now, Virgil. I don't want the food to get cold," it was only going to be like 30 more seconds. Can't he wait 30 seconds?

Virgil typed and sent the message as fast as he could. Which was, apparently, not fast enough because he could already hear Patton outside his door. Virgil grabbed his hoodie, slipping it over his head as he walked to the door.

"Finally, Virgil. How long did you plan on keeping me waiting? Are trying to waste all my hard work?" Despite knowing full well that Patton was outside his door, Virgil almost ran into him.

"'M sorry Patton. I really needed to get the notes from class today. Finals are still a thing, I can't afford to skip the week before break without getting the notes. I still can't believe you made me come home early." Virgil really did need those notes. That wasn't a lie.

"Are you saying that you being late to dinner during our time is my fault? I've been working all day on this dinner and you just want to make it cold before we start?"

"Patton, I needed the notes! You can't judge me for wanting to pass my finals."

"You couldn't wait until after christmas, or until you get back to college? I've been waiting to see you for so long and you've spent most of the time on your phone."

"N-No Pat, i just needed those notes." Virgil knew it was time to stop fighting his boyfriend, long distance was hard on Patt. He tried so hard, but Patton needed touch. Virgil couldn't supply that while a thousand miles away. These were the only times they were together. "I'm sorry. I'll stay off for the rest of the day."

"Yay! Come on, dinner is going to get cold." with Patton seeming happier, Virgil relaxed slightly as they went downstairs. He hated upsetting Patton, really he did. Sure, Patton seemed to get over it quickly, never truly staying mad for longer than a day, but those times where he was mad were scary. He seemed so angry and like Virgil had actually hurt him. It was Virgil's fault most of the time. He was just so busy. School was a lot and he had a job, and just taking time off wasn't smart. He still had to pay for college.

Virgil froze as they got to the dining room. There was a lot of food, as Patton had said, it had probably taken a while to prepare it, the only thing was it all looked in some state of, well, the only way to put it would be inedible.

It all looked undercooked or overcooked or moldy, he had made a number of different sides, multiple were things Virgil was allergic to. Carrots, mashed potatoes, he had strawberries. There was no way patton expected him to eat that.

"Patt, i- I can't eat that.”

"Whatcha mean, kitten?"

"Patton it's-it's-"

"Virgil. You made me wait forever for you to come down here because you were texting, despite the fact that you were supposed to be with me for the holidays. Not school. I worked all day on this and you're just going to not eat? You are so ungrateful. I can't believe you. You just- you're so- ugh!"

"Patt-"

"No. I'm not going to spend my holidays with someone who doesn't appreciate what I do. You can either eat what I spent time making or you can just not eat until you leave."

"Patton, i literally ca-"

"yes, you can Virgil. And you will. That's final." Patton went and sat at the table, waiting expectantly for virgil.

Virgil sat down.

He didn't want to seem ungrateful. He had to.

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