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you know what, fuck it, here are the hottest to least hottest sides

(obviously based off of their personslity not looks bc they all look the same)

1. logan

i want him to choke me with plato’s republic.

2. janus

snake boy has snake tongue yes yes

3. virgil

i have always been attracted to any man that has ever listen to mcr once in their life

4. roman

he has a big sword. enough said.

5. patton

pat screaming i will physically fight u proves to me that he is a switch. we love a switch in this household.

6. remus

stinky boi. ew. gross. he’s probably into feet or something. nasty.

#sanders sides #thomas sanders #virgil sanders #roman sanders #patton sanders #ts spoilers #logan sanders #deceit sanders #remus sanders #janus sanders #iwillphysicallyfiteyou #i am so sorry

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Sides as photos in my camera roll ft. Picani and Sleep

Inspired by this post by @iwillphysicallyfiteyou

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Logan

Roman

Patton

Virgil

Janus

Remus

Emile Picani

Sleep

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Tagged by: @little-euro-girl THANK YOU

Nicknames: Memi, Memo, Memphi, M&M, Flut, Older Man

Zodiac: Capricorn

Height: I have like, no idea.

Last movie I watched: Addams Family (1991)

Last thing I looked up: Little Nightmares

Favourite Musician: Currently, Cavetown

Song stuck in my head: Other Friends from the SU movie

Other Blogs:

(I literally JUST started them tho sooo not really much there)

Addams Family Musical AU for SS @afssau

Crybaby (Melanie Martinez) AU for SS @crybabyremus

Followers: 34

Following: 54

Amount of sleep: 4-5 hours on average

Lucky numbers: Idk

Dream job: Creative Writer I guess maybe with some kind of art on the side

What I'm wearing: a baggy science camp shirt and jeans

Favorite food: Don't have one.

Languages: English, Spanish and French (still learning but still)

Can I play an instrument: I can, not well nor do I like it. I can minimally play the piano.

Favorite song atm: None

Random fact: I adore walking in the rain, it's soothing.

Describe yourself in aesthetic things: heavy-falling rain, pour paint, ink and alcohol paintings

Favorite color: Yellow, followed closely by a dark green.

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Hhhhh ok I'm gonna stop here

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if the sides wore feminine clothes...

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s h o u l d e r s

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[iwillphysicallyfiteyou]

Part One❤When the Villain Becomes the Hero

FYI:

Princey/Roman: Cisman, he/him.

Moral Daisy/Patton: Cisgirl, she/her, her name is Paige, not Patton.

SuperLogic/Logan: Cisman, he/him.

Misery Vails/Virgil: Transman, he/him.

Virgil’s POV

Summary: Princey and Moral Daisy are called to help with a robbery, and they’re face to face with the two most powerful superheroes.

Pairing: LAMP

Content warnings will spoil this series. If you need content warnings, then don’t read this.

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Logan bursts the front doors down. We both lift our guns up as Logan screams at the banker. People are running away, but that doesn’t matter. We’re here to take money, not lives.

We get a bag full of money as I feel a sharp pain in my back, and I fall onto the ground. I try to get up, but I can’t. While I drift in and out of consciousness I hear some familiar voices. Princey and Moral Daisy, crap. 

My breath staggers as everything starts to feel wetter. I slowly open my eyes expecting the worst, and the worst is what I got. I’m laying in a pool of my own blood. 

I involuntarily close my eyes, then open them.

The lights are far too bright for my eyes to stay open for more than three seconds.

“Are you okay?” A sweet high-pitched voice asks.

My vision focus on a pink mask.

“Moral Daisy?” I ask as I try to keep my face calm.

“It’s okay Sweetie, I’m not going to arrest you. I just want you to be safe and healthy. How do you feel?” She asks as she lays a gentle hand onto mine.

“I’m not in pain,” I admit.

“Good, good. SuperLogic ran away, so we have nowhere to put you once you’re recovered.”

“I’ll find my way. Where’s your friend?”

“Oh, he doesn’t know you’re here. He would arrest you on the spot, or even kill you.” Moral Daisy takes her hand off of mine.

“Why aren’t you?”

Moral Daisy sighs.

“No one is born a villain, something happens that causes them to become a villain. You’re not evil Misery Vails, you’re human.”

I open my mouth to object.

“And don’t tell me I’m wrong,” she interrupts.

I quickly close my mouth. 

“Thank you,” I mumble.

“No problem.” 

“Wait.”

My blood drains from my face.

“I’m not wearing my mask.”

“Don’t worry,” Paige’s soft voice slightly calms me. Slightly. “I won’t tell anyone.”

“Okay. Did Princey shoot me?”

“Yes.”

“How am I still alive.”

“I had my medical team to surgery on you. I told them you’re a family friend, so they won’t tell anyone.”

“You have a personal medical team?”

“The perks of being a superhero.”

A superhero. I’m having light-hearted banter with the enemy.

“You’re really nice for a villain.”

Clearly, she’s thinking the same thing.

“You’re really nice for a hero.”

“Of course heroes are nice, we’re heroes.”

“If I believed that I wouldn’t be a villain.”

“Good point.”

I yawn.

“I’m going to let you go back to sleep. Good night, Sweetie.”

I close my eyes as Moral Daisy gets up from next to the bed.

Clink.

My eyes pop open. The room is pitch black.

Clank.

My breathing starts to get faster than I can control.

A flashlight is being whipped around the room until it stops on my face. 

“Misery Vails?” A deep voice asks. Logan.

“Wha-”

“There are probably microphones in this room so I can’t say you’re real name,” he explains.

“No, what are you doing here?”

“What do you mean, obviously I’m here to save you.”

“Save me? My hero,” I tease.

“Oh quiet.”

“I meant how did you know where I am?”

“Your chip.”

“You can access that?” I ask.

“No, but Deceit can.”

“You got Deceit to look at my chip?” I yell.

Logan shushes me.

“Quiet. I didn’t get him to do anything when I told him that Moral Daisy shot and snatched you he immediately went to the chip.

“Wait, Daisy shot me?”

“Someone did, it might have been Princey.”

Logan says as he put the flashlight away and picks me up. Pain shoots through my entire body. I clasp a hand over my mouth and try not to scream.

“Sorry, I'm not trying to hurt you,” Logan says as he jumps out of the window. We fly over Orlando. Logan opens the window to our apartment and he walks into my bedroom. He gently puts me down onto my bed. 

Logan gets up to leave when there’s a loud crash from a distance.

Next Part.

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Part Seven❤ When the Villain Becomes the Hero

Paige’s POV

Summary: Paige and Roman stop a fight.

Pairing: LAMP

Content warnings will spoil this series. If you need content warnings, then don’t read this.

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“Heya Roman,” I say as I enter the office.

We’re both wearing our superhero outfits already even though it’s six am, except for our masks of course.

“Hi, Paige,” he greets with a fond smile on his face.

“I got you this from Ma’s bakery,” is say as I hand him a pumpkin spice latte and a bag with a sour cream donut.

“Thank you so much, your ma makes the best donuts.”

“I’ll make sure to tell her you said that.”

We sit down and check our emails as Roman slurps his latte and sloppily eats the donut.

I go through my Instagram DM requests on my superhero Instagram account. I respond to some young girls saying I’m your inspiration, some people with weird questions, and I block quite a bit of creepy old men saying things that I will never repeat. As I’m scrolling I get a DM request from an account called mis3ryyy. The DM says, “you probably won’t see this, but i never got ur number. this is virgil btw.”

I immediately accept the request and send back, “heya virgil. this acc gets a lot of DMs so if you want to talk then please dm @ paigeharrisonwears”

I go onto my main account, paigeharrisonwears, and go onto Virgil’s account. The profile picture is of a purple sky, and the bio says, “19. he/him. stay golden.” The account is private so I request to follow him. 

I quickly get a dm from him saying, “Hey hey hey.” I respond with an emoji sticking its tongue out. 

I get a notification saying that he’s requested to follow me, and accepted my follow request. I immediately go to stalk his page, of course. 

He has photos of his outfits, which are all black except for a little purple. He has a couple of smiling selfies with Logan, which is tagged with @ book_nerd, who I request to follow of course. The further his page the more confused I get. 

“Hey Roman, what do you think their gender is?” I ask as I show a photo of Virgil from 2012. He has long hair, a feminine face, and wears clothes that seem to be a feminine fit.

“Um, a girl. She looks really familiar.”

“That’s an old photo of Virgil.”

“Do you think he’s trans?”

I shrug my shoulders.

“It’s a possibility,” I say before putting my phone away.

“I’m stuffed,” Roman says after he finishes his latte and donut.

An alarm goes off in the office, which means we are needed immediately. 

We grab our tablets, which are basically just glorified smartphones. On the screen, there’s an address and a little icon that means there’s an armed fight.

We quickly grab a couple of small weapons, you know a pistol, knife, stuff like that.

Then we rush to the address.

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“Looks like Logan and Virgil beat us here,” Roman remarks as we plop onto the top of the building.

Bullets are racing through the air. Our outfits and marks are bulletproof, however, nothing is covering the back of my head, so we need to make sure to stop this while staying safe.

“Tallykat! It’s not worth it!” Logan’s low baritone voice yells from the other side of the roof.

“Shut up!” Tallykat screams.

“We could scare them by shooting them,” Roman says.

“If Virgil isn’t wearing bullet-proof clothes than there’s no way Tallykat is.”

Roman sighs.

“You’re right.”

“Agent Spirit!” I yell, “you’re a hero, not a villain! Be the better person, walk away!”

“Moral Daisy!?” He yells back as he looks over at Roman and me. He looks back at Tallykat before running off of the roof.

“Pussy!” Tallykat yelled.

“They must be really mad,” I tell Roman before we walk over by her.

“Leave me alone,” they snarl.

“We’re not going to arrest you, we just want to make sure that you’re okay before we leave,” I assure them.

Tallykat sighs.

“Sorry, I’m just really upset right now,” they say as they put their gun back into their belt. “Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks, I guess.”

“No problem. See you later,” I say before Roman and I leave the rooftop. 

“Wanna take a break?” Roman ask.

“Sure. We should go to Ma’s bakery,” I suggest.

“Ooh yes, it’s been a hot minute since I’ve seen her. I really need to call her more, especially since she basically raised me.”

“She’ll be so excited to see you. She talks about you all of the time, and she added some new photos on the photo wall in the bakery. You may or may not be on the wall multiple times.”

Roman chuckles.

“I really need to make her a priority in my life. Same with everyone else in the family,” Roman can’t help but think out loud.

I can’t help but smile. Roman’s family has been close to our family since before I was born. No one really expected Roman and I to get close since he is six years older than me, and since he has a sister only one year older than I. And yet somehow Roman and I have been besties since I turned one.

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Part Two❤When the Villain Becomes the Hero

Logans POV

Summary: Logan hears a strange noise and investigates it.

Pairing: LAMP

Content warnings will spoil this series. If you need content warnings, then don’t read this.

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I start to get up to leave when there’s a loud crash from a distance.

“Logan,” Virgil whispers with desperation. “I’ll check it out,” I reassure him as I grab the metal bat next to Virgil’s bed. I’ve always told him that the bat was excessive and that we’ll never need it, but it turns out I was wrong.

“Please be careful,” Virgil whispers. His eyes widen, lips pouting.

“I will. Don’t worry.”

I tiptoe over to the hallway. I peek into the living room.

“The Duke? What are you doing in my house?” I ask as I drop the bat.

“I’m not here for you, I’m here for Virgil. Deceit saw on Virgil’s chip that he’s here so he told me to check up on him,” he explains.

“Oh really?”

As Deceit’s right-hand man there’s no way he doesn’t know Deceit’s blind, but does he really think I wasn’t told? Of course, we’re not allowed to talk about it, but Virgil and I are the biggest public villains in the world. Obviously, he would have told me.

“Yes,” he says as he closes the window, “you really should close your windows.”

“I wanted to get Virgil to his bed as soon as possible.”

“Can you show me where he is?” 

I nod before showing him Virgil’s room. I walk in with him.

“Can I talk to him alone?” The Duke asks me.

“No,” Virgil says.

Virgil’s never been to nice to The Duke or Deceit, if he wasn’t so powerful he would have been severely punished by now.

The Duke’s left eye twitches as he pulls a forced annoyed smile.

“Alright,” The Duke says, frustration leaking through his voice. He takes a couple of steps forward. “How are you feeling?” His voice is a lot calmer than it just was.

“I’m fine. I might have to take a bit of a break,” Virgil explains.

“A bit? He was shot, he needs a long break,” I say as I sit down onto the bed next to Virgil’s feet.

“Okay, I’ll make sure Deceit knows.” The Duke starts to leave the room.

“Wait,” Virgil says, causing The Duke to stop in his tracks.

“Yes?”

“Can you give Deceit the letter that’s on my dresser?”

“Letter?” I ask, surprised.

“Of course.” The Duke grabs the letter before leaving.

“He’s a mess.” Virgil gives me a playful smile.

“Every villain is a mess, especially the ones with emo nicknames,” I tease.

“Dude, I was fourteen when I became a villain. Also, what kind of name is SuperLogic?”

“Woah, woah, woah, my name is special to me.”

Virgil chuckles.

We exchange our goodbyes before I go to my bedroom.

I smile at the only thing on my white walls, a framed picture of Virgil and me when he was fourteen and I was sixteen. His emo bangs covered one of his eyes, while my hair was dyed blue. It’s so weird to think that for years I was the one with colored hair and Virgil had natural hair. Of course, his hair is brown now, but that probably won’t last long. He is constantly saying he’s never going to dye his hair again, however, every few months his hair is magically purple.

I put on pajamas, then crawl into bed. 

Tomorrow is going to be interesting, Virgil never takes breaks unless I’m also taking a break, so It’ll be the first time in five years that I’ve worked without him.

My eyes close and I drift into sleep.

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Part Six❤ When the Villain Becomes the Hero

Logan’s POV

Summary: Virgil and Logan have an intimate conversation.

Pairing: LAMP

Content warnings will spoil this series. If you need content warnings, then don’t read this.

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“Do you think we’re too close?” Virgil asks.

“No, of course not.”

“I… I have a…”

“What do you have?” I whisper.

“A lot of... affection for you.”

“I, uh, have- I’m sorry, what?”

“You know, you’re like my favorite person.” Virgil’s face is a lot pinker than it was a couple of seconds ago.

“You’re my favorite person too.”

Virgil dramatically pulls the white blanket over his head.

“What’s wrong?” I gently remove the blanket from his face.

“Nothing.”

“The redness on your face says otherwise.”

“Stop,” Virgil whines as he attempts, and fails, to rip the blanket from my hands to cover his face once again.

I can’t help but chuckle at him.

For a split second, a smile appears on his face, the dimple on the left side of mouth making an appearance. As soon as the smile appears, it’s gone.

“Remember when we first met?” I ask as he sits up.

“Yeah, I was a nervous wreck.”

“You were almost as tall as me.”

“Yeah, then you decided to be like 6′7.”

“I’m only 6′4.”

“Can’t relate.” Virgil gives me his infamous side smile.

“I like it when you smile,” I blurt, and immediately regret it. I slap my hand over my mouth.

“You’re cute when you’re embarrassed.”

“I don’t know how to respond to that.”

“Your mom doesn’t know how to respond to that.”

I sigh, and he playfully elbows me.

“We should go to bed,” I say.

“Yeah, we should.”

We both stare at each other and don’t move.

“Logan?”

“Yeah?”

“Can you sleep next to me tonight?”

The bed is small, we would barely be able to fit, but how could I say no?

“Of course.”

He gives me another one of his rare smiles. He’s been smiling a lot more lately.

“Thank you,” he whispers.

We both lay down next to each other. I turn over so that I wasn’t able to look at Virgil.

★★★★★

“Logan?”

There’s a hand shaking my shoulder.

“Logan!”

I slowly open my eyes and roll over to see Virgil’s panicked face.

“Yeah?” I mumble, my voice being low and growly.

“TallyKat and Agent Spirit got into a fight.”

“But Agent Spirit is considerably bigger than TallyKat.”

“Yeah, we need to go help,” Virgil says as he sits up.

I want to tell him to stay next to me. To lay back down and let me wrap my arm around him. We can spend the rest of the day holding each other and talk about nothing.

But that’s illogical. We have a job to do.

I quickly get out of the bed and go to the closet. I grab the backup villain outfit I have for emergencies because of course, the one time we didn’t bring our outfits is the day we need it.

I rush to the bathroom and throw on the outfit. When I leave the bathroom I see Virgil with his black leather pants and a black baggy long-sleeved shirt.

“You know, you can stay here and keep it easy. You’re still recovering from your wound,” I tell him as he puts on his cape.

“I’m going with, dude.”

“Yeah, but-”

“Logan.”

“Fine,” I grumble as I put on my black gloves. 

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Just Peachy Masterlist

Promo

synopsis; patton and dean (deceit) used to be married, and after six long years of being divorced patton starts dating an intelligent handsome man named logan. after two years of dating him, patton decides that he wants to introduce logan to his kids. patton has joint custody of roman, remus, and virgil. technically roman and remus aren’t his kids, they’re dean’s from a relationship before patton, however, patton did help raise them so deceit thought it was important that they still got to be with patton. virgil, however, is dean and patton’s surrogate kid. remus and logan got along well from the beginning, roman struggles with accepting logan, and virgil refuses to even be near logan. even though it is a lot of work, logan refuses to give up on these kids.

1. “everyone, this is logan.”  

 Summary: Logan meets Patton’s kids.

2. “thanks, i guess.”

Summary: Logan picks Virgil up from school.

3. “i love you, dad.”

Summary: Logan and Patton talk about Virgil.

4. “i feel like i’m drowning.”

Summary: Everything is becoming too much for Virgil.

5. “it’s called tough love.”

Summary: They all go to the arcade.

6. “i just wanted to say hi.”

Roman picks up his bag from Dean’s house.

7. “constantly a mess.”

Roman gets himself into a bit of a pickle.

8. “i am going to kill myself.”

Virgil goes to Talyn’s house.

9. “you could just trust me.”

Virgil goes to Logan’s apartment.

10. “is she dead.”

Patton and Virgil go out to eat for Virgil’s birthday.

11. “gosh, you’re adorable.”

Virgil is having his birthday party.

12. “what a kid.”

Dean has a talk with Roman and Remus.

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Get Lost

Summary: Virgil has been really upset lately, but no one seemed to care until it was too late.

Pairings: LAMP (Platonic)

CW: Suicidal thoughts, suicide, depression, self-harm, low perception of self-worth, and Deceit.

Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in, breathe out.

B r e a t h e i n.

This stupid breathing exercise isn’t working like it used to.

I slowly open my eyes. The blurryness of my vision is replaced with an overly crisp view of my dirty bedroom.

I could ask for help. I could go to Patton and we could talk it out.

Or I could go to Logan and he could explain how illogical I’m being.

Maybe I could even go to Roman. How might listen, or he could distract me for a bit.

I could go to Deceit and... on second thought I should not go to Deceit.

I guess I’ll try.

First, let’s try Logan. As much as I love Patton, I need someone to snap me out of my anxious rambling to myself.

I appear in his room, where he’s writing in a calendar.

“Virgil?” He looks up at me. “Why are you here?”

“I’m, um...”

“Can this wait? I’m really busy right now.”

I sigh.

“Yeah, it’s no big deal,” I lie before going to Patton’s room.

He’s on the couch, laying in what looks to be the most uncomfortable position I’ve ever seen. I shouldn’t wake him up.

I appear into Roman’s room. He’s holding a stack of papers that are stapled together while reading off of it outloud.

“Get lost, nightmare before audition, I’ve got scenes to rehearse.”

My jaw slightly drops. I’m trying my hardest to make it seem like what he said didn’t hurt.

“Wait, Virgil-”

But before he can finish I’ve already disappeared.

“Oh? This is a surprise,” Deceit says while crossing his legs.

“What are you reading?” I ask as I sit down next to him.

He puts the book down and ignores my question.

“Long time no see, Lovely,” he carresses my cheek.

Nope. I can’t do this.

I appear back into my room and look at the bottle of pills on my dresser. No looking back now.

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Part Eight❤ When the Villain Becomes the Hero

Virgil’s POV

Summary: Virgil is strained.

Pairing: LAMP

Content warnings will spoil this series. If you need content warnings, then don’t read this.

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I slowly sit down on the couch while quietly grunting.

“I told you that you weren’t healed enough to-”

“Stop!” I interrupt. 

“Sorry,” Logan whispers.

“No, I’m sorry.”

Logan sits down next to me and puts a hand on my knee. 

It seems like every time I’m feeling generally apathetic Logan gropes my knee.

“Do you need anything?” He asks.

“No, but thank you,” I lie.

I’d love nothing more than a hot drink, an ice pack, something small to eat, and for him to hold me. Not that I’d ever tell him that.

“Are you sure?” 

This is it, this is my opportunity to tell him.

“Maybe an ice pack,” I admit.

Dammit.

Logan gets up and goes to the kitchen.

I turn on the TV and start to watch a documentary about stray cats.

“Here.” Logan gives me the ice pack.

I lay back and place the ice pack on my chest.

“Are you binding?” Logan asks.

“Maybe.”

“Virgil, we’ve been out for over eight hours.”

“I’m in too much pain to take it off.”

“That’s- what?”

“Fine, I’ll take it off.” After a couple of seconds, I say, “go to a different room, I’m not showing you my chest.”

Logan does as he’s told, and I take off my binder. Although I feel a bit of relief from the pressure leaving my chest, I’m instantly aware that my shirt isn’t baggy enough to completely cover up the fact that I have a chest.

“Logan!” I yell, and he rushes back into the living room.

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m really sorry that I keep asking you for things, but can you get my hoodie that’s on my bed?”

“Of course,” he says before going back to the hallway.

I scroll through Instagram and see a selfie that Paige posted of him and Roman in front of a wall full of polaroids. Paige is on Roman’s back, both of them with huge smiles on their faces. Their friendship is so cute.

“Here.” Logan sets my hoodie down next to me. “Are you on your phone while watching TV?”

“Don’t judge me.” I put my hoodie on and zip it up. God, I love this hoodie so much.

“Deceit called me and told him I don’t think you’re going to be able to come in tomorrow.”

I widen my eyes and slightly gasp.

“I told him to check in with you tomorrow just to be sure.”

“Thank you,” I reluctantly say.

“Sorry if I overstepped any boundaries.”

“Don’t worry, it’s not a problem since you told him to check in with me.”

Logan sits down next to me and leans back. Something about seeing Logan lay back and look relaxed seems so unnatural, and... kind of hot if I’m being completely honest.

“You’re staring at me again,” Logan mentions.

“Then stop being so stare-able.”

“I-, what?”

I give him a small smile before calling him a dork.

I continue to stare at Logan. His slightly tan skin, the light stubble, and holy shit his hair. It’s shaved except for on the top. No- shave isn’t quite right. There’s still hair there, it’s just short. The top is down to the bottom of his nose, and his brown hair is parted in the middle.

“You really like staring,” Logan teases.

I bite my lip, refraining from putting my face against his.

“I know you aren’t the sentimental type, and you don’t like emotions, but I just want you to know how much you mean to me,” I blurt out.

“I... I don’t know how to respond to that.”

“Then don’t.”

We watch the movie in comfortable silence.

My eyes get heavy, and against my will, they close.

“I love you,” Logan whispers.

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3. “i love you, dad.”♡ Just Peachy

Summary: Logan and Patton talk about Virgil.

Paring: Logicality/ Ex- Deceit & Patton

Content warning for the series is in the promo.

FYI: Dean is Deceit.

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Roman sits on the bottom bunk of the bunk bed that he shares with Virgil.

Patton’s big house that they’ve lived in since they were three is not as nice as Dean’s apartment. It’s not a bad apartment by any means. There are three bedrooms, and Virgil and Roman even have a walk-in closet.

Roman chuckles as he remembers how upset little six-year-old Virgil was when he found out that he had to share a room with Roman. Of course, it makes sense since Remus has always been a minimalist, so Roman and Virgil needed the walk-in closet a lot more than Remus.

Roman usually drives Virgil home from school, however, he got detention for punching Remus in the face during lunch.

Dean was angry when he got the call, of course, but thankfully they didn’t call Patton. He wouldn’t be angry, he’d be deeply disappointed, which is considerably worse.

Roman gets a text simply saying, “roblox?”

Roman chuckles as he texts back, “obviously”

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“He’s always been quiet and moody,” Patton admits to Logan over the phone.

“Before I met him every time you told me he was really shy I thought you were exaggerating,” Logan chuckles.

“Sometimes I worry about him. He’s very closed off and only has one friend, and they don’t seem very close. Of course, he talks to his therapist and me, but I feel like he needs a good friend.”

“Poor kid.”

“I’m also worried about his other dad, my ex-husband. He absolutely hates him and keeps telling me that he doesn’t want to go to his house. I asked Roman and Remus about it and they both said that Dean is very nice to him, but Virgil either straight up ignores him or yells at him.”

“Really? There must be something deeper than just choosing sides.”

“Yeah, I just wish I knew how to help him.”

“I know I’ve only met him twice, but I can tell he’s a good kid.”

“He told me about how he mostly ignored you besides saying thank you once,” Patton says, and Logan chuckles.

“Yeah, I could tell as soon as he left the school doors that he was in a mood,” Logan says as he paces around his livingroom. Talking to Patton on the phone has always made Logan feel like a lovesick teenager.

“He has never liked school.”

“Most kids don’t.”

“Something tells me that you did,” Patton teases.

“Of course I did, but I’m a huge nerd.”

“I loved school too, mostly because I got to be surrounded by my friends.”

“I didn’t have that many friends in high school.” Patton plops down onto his couch, which is too small for him to comfortably lay on.

“A smart loner, that reminds me of Virgil. Sorry, I can’t stop thinking about him right now. Especially since an hour ago he randomly asked me if you think he’s weird.”

“Wait, really? Did I do anything to make him think that?”

“I don’t think so. He’s always been insecure around new people,” Patton explains.

“I’m not in any place to diagnose him with anything, but do you think it could possibly be a problem with social anxiety?”

“Well, I don’t want to overshare Virgil’s personal information more than I already have, but he has been diagnosed with social anxiety.”

“Oh, damn.”

“I gotta go, Virgil just got out of the shower and I promised that I’d watch some movies with him before bed.”

They exchanged their goodbyes before hanging up the phone.

Patton changed out of his jeans and blue sweater and into a silk blue shirt and blue flannel pants.

He goes into the living room and gets Netflix ready.

“Hey,” Virgil mumbles as he goes down the stairs. His black hair is still wet, and his pajamas are slightly too big. The red long-sleeved shirt has “ROMAN” in bold white letters. This shirt has been around for a couple of years now.

“Hey, kiddo.”

“Can we watch Coco?” Virgil sits down on the couch.

“Of course, I love Coco.”

Patton turns the movie on and sits down next to Virgil.

Virgil leans his head on Patton’s shoulder and says, “I love you, Dad.”

“I love you too, Virgil.”

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When The Villain Becomes the Hero; New Series

pairing; LAMP/CALM

genre; superhero/villain, young adult fiction, LGBTQ+ fiction

rating; mature

-synopsis; the two most powerful superheroes, princey, and moral daisy, meet the two most powerful supervillains, superlogic, and misery vails.

-content; (spoilers) violence, weapons, death, angst, mental illness, homophobia, transphobia, self-doubt, self-harm, pain, unhealthy relationships, lying, talk of food, suicidal ideation, sexual content, suicidal tendencies, crying, age gap, and financial gaps.

-preview;

The crowd under me is cheering, “Misery Vails! Misery Vails!”

My eyebrows furrow as I look over at Roman, who simply shrugs his shoulders.

“I guess this is when the villain becomes the hero,” he remarks.

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Part Nine❤ When the Villain Becomes the Hero

Roman’s POV

Summary: Roman has an important mission.

Pairing: LAMP

Content warnings are in the promo.

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“We’re going to be late!” I yell as I grab Paige’s hand.

“Please don’t yell.” Paige yanks her hand back.

“Sorry, I’m- just let’s go.”

I start running, Paige will catch up, she does have super speed after all.

As I enter the aquarium I realize that Paige did not follow me. I try to call her, but I go straight to voicemail. 

Shit. I guess I have to do this by myself.

I run through the crowd of families trying to look at some cool fish, if only they knew what is happening. 

I got to the elevator and started pounding on the button to go down. 

“You only need to push it once,” a little girl full of attitude snarls.

“Sorry.”

“What are you doing? The turtles aren’t even that cool.” She seems to not notice the fact that I’m in my superhero outfit.

“My friend got hurt down there,” I lie.

“Are they going to die?” The girl looks like she’s about to cry.

“No, of course not.”

“Then why are you panicking?” She asks as the elevator opens.

“Because I want to be there for them,” I say as I enter the elevator.

I pace around the elevator as it glides down. The elevator is unnecessarily big, which meant even more room for nervous pacing.

Eventually the doors open, and I go back to running. After passing some otters and turtle exhibits he finally finds the janitor room. I try to open the door, and of course, it’s locked. I yank the doorbell off of the door. 

Inside of the room is a bomb. Every hero is trained to be able to defuse a bomb, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t still terrifying.

I get to work and after almost ten excruciating minutes I finally defuse it. I get to my feet and take a deep breath. 

It’s over, it’s finally over. No one died, and no one will. At least not here. 

As I leave the room I get a call from Paige. 

“Hey-”

“Where were you?” I snap.

“I had a mission on the other side of town,” she explains over the phone.

“Why didn’t you say that? I was freaking out.”

“Sorry, I was in a rush.”

“Maybe we should work on communication,” I suggest.

“Yeah, definitely.”

They say their goodbyes before hanging up.

I walk back to the elevator, but this time I’m able to take in what’s around me. All of the aquatic animals, the children dragging their parents around, and the spa music quietly playing through the speakers. 

I enter the elevator and patiently wait for it to get to the top. 

As I’m leaving the elevator a young boy with his dad comes up to me.

“Hi, Princey!” The young boy excited yells.

“Hey,” the dad says, “would it be okay if I could get a picture of you with my son, Nick?” 

“Of course.” I can’t help but smile every time someone recognizes me.

After a picture and talking to the cute kid I eventually get a call. We say our goodbyes before I answer the call.

“Hey.”

“Can you come over to the headquarters real quick? We need to speak about a new hero,” an intern says over the phone.

“Of course.”

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“Roman, come in,” a man in a suit says as I enter the room.

A couple more suited men and Paige are sitting at the round table. Something tells me there is no new hero.

I sit down next to Paige and ask, “what’s all of this about?”

“We’ve heard some rumors that you two are in contact with some villains,” one of the indistinguishable white men says.

Finally, time to get those two arrested, now I have the means to without doing it myself.

“Nope,” Paige says, and I freeze in my seat.

Shit. Now I can’t tell them anything or I’ll get Paige arrested for lying to them. Goddammit, why is Paige protecting them in the first place?

“Well, sorry for bringing you two all of the way here then. Thank you for coming.”

We shake all of the mens’ hands before leaving the room.

“What the-”

“Shh, they have cameras and microphones everywhere,” Paige whispers.

She’s right, I shouldn’t say anything until we get to her house.

“You’re still wearing your hero outfit,” Paige giggles.

“When did you even have time to change?”

She’s wearing a white sweater tucked into high-waisted shorts with a bubblegum pink belt.

“When I got home, duh.”

I playfully roll my eyes.

Pink is peaking through her pale foundation. She does like to wear a lot of blush, but I didn’t notice it before. Is she blushing? No, why would she be?

Paige gently grabs my hand as we continue to walk when we run into Paige’s cousin Valerie, also known as Miss Fire.

“Hi, how are you?” She greets with a cheery voice and a smile on her face. 

We make some small talk before Paige invites Valerie over to her house. Of course, she says yes, because who wouldn’t want to hang out with Paige.

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We all sit down in Paige’s livingroom while all holding different drinks. Valerie’s drinking a Sunny D, Paige is drinking a Capri Sun, and I have a Redbull. 

“Roman, it’s seven pm, why are you drinking an energy drink?” Paige asks.

“I have a scheduled mission at ten pm, so I’m going to need this.”

“I can never get over how clean your house always is,” Valerie compliments. 

“Thanks, my mom loves cleaning,” Paige responds.

Although she is telling the truth, I still raise my eyebrows at that. I think the maids are responsible for the cleanness of the house more than her mom who’s always working but alright.”

“Forgive me for asking, but what does your mom do? I know your dad is a Marketing Manager, but I’ve never heard what your mom does,” Valerie asks.

“She is the Co-founder of D&L Winery,” Paige responds.

“Ooh, that’s so fancy. My mom loves their wines.”

I’m pretty sure Valerie’s mom’s an alcoholic, but I’m not going to comment on that.

We continue to talk until eight-thirty, and Valerie says she has to go home because she has to get up extra early tomorrow. We all say goodbye before she leaves.

“Hey Roman, do you wanna spend the night?”

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Part Four❤When the Villain Becomes the Hero

Logan’s POV

Summary: Virgil is talking on the phone with Deceit.

Pairing: LAMP

Content warnings will spoil this series. If you need content warnings, then don’t read this.

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The small dimple on the left side of his mouth was the first thing I noticed about him. When he isn’t smiling it’s extremely subtle, but when he smiles it’s intense. I’ve always loved dimples, and when I found out my new villain partner had one I almost fainted. 

Now that Virgil and I have been villain partners for five years I’m not as excited about his dimple as I used to be, but sometimes the dimple excites me.

As he’s talking to Deceit, or possibly even The Duke, his dimple catches my eyes. 

“I know,” he says into the phone.

Roman gives me a questioning look.

I must have been staring.

“Can I talk to you later?” Virgil sighs. “Okay, Logan and I will be right over.”

He hung up the phone before asking where Paige is.

“She’s probably hiding in her room, I’ll take you there so you can say goodbye,” Roman says. We go up the stairs, down the hallway, until we reach white double doors. 

Roman knocks on the hardwood.

“Come in!” Paige yells from inside of the room.

Roman opens the door to reveal a large bedroom that’s completely white and light pink.

Paige is sitting on her bed with a young girl.

“Hi everyone! Oh, this is my little cousin Valerie,” Paige introduces.

We all introduce ourselves before Virgil and I say goodbye.

Paige gives us tight hugs before we leave.

“Greetings,” The Duke says as we approach the doors to the common area.

“What are you doing down here?” Virgil asks as he grabs a pack of gum off of the counter.

“I was told you two were coming,” he says as he tries, and fails, to snatch the gum away from Virgil.

Virgil pops a piece of gum into his mouth before walking past The Duke.

The Duke sighs.

“It’s nice to see you, Logan,” The Duke says before following Virgil up the stairs.

We go through multiple doors, up multiple stairs, until eventually, we end up in front of Deceit’s office door. Virgil gets his key chain that’s hooked to his belt pocket and unlock the door.

“Hello,” Deceit greets as we enter the room.

“Sup.” Virgil plops down onto a velvet chair.

“I thought Logan was coming with you?”

“I’m just being quiet,” I assure him.

The Duke raises his eyebrows at me. I roll my eyes at him before sitting on the chair next to Virgil.

“The Duke’s here too,” Virgil says as he loudly chews his gum.

“You can leave, R-, the Duke,” Deceit says.

R, so The Duke’s name starts with an R. Interesting.

“Subtle,” The Duke smears. 

“Oh, hush. What were you doing at that hero’s house?” Deceit asks.

“Moral Daisy’s name is Paige, and Princey’s is Roman,” I blurt out. I can’t get in trouble if he thinks I’m just doing my job.

Virgil widens his eyes at me. This is going to be a lot harder than I thought.

“Logan, what the-”

“The Duke, write that down,” Deceit interrupts Virgil.

“We also have a deal with them,” I do air quotes around the word deal, “basically we agreed that we won’t physically hurt them so they won’t physically hurt us.”

“Didn’t one of them shoot you?” 

“We made this deal today.” 

I can feel Virgil’s eyes glaring into my soul.

“Anything else?” He asks.

“Not at this moment.”

“Alright, thank you, Logan. It’s been a while since you two stayed at the dorms.”

“Yeah dude, we have an apartment,” Virgil says.

“Well, what’s the point of having a part of your paycheck go to the dorms if you never stay there?” Deceit asks.

“Virgil and I are actually going to stay at our dorm tonight,” I say.

Virgil widens his eyes at me. 

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