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fionacle · 8 months

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Hey, would anyone want me to edit/continue this? Old story I was writing, Sanders Sides fanfiction actually, but I changed the names. It’s obvious who’s who anyway. Mermaid AU. Story under the cut.

I turn my vehicle up the stone path of the orange-tinted mountain, looking over the edge at the horizon. The sun is starting to creep below the sea’s edge, painting the sky in yellow, red, and pink. The view of the glistening water widens as I reach the top and breathe a sigh of relief. I come up here often to sing, rehearse scripts for my plays, write shows and stories of my own, or paint and sketch the scene before me without disturbing my neighbors. In all of the time I’ve come here between shows, it hasn’t changed a bit.

I unlock the car door and step out onto the warm rock. The sun instantly hits my skin and I wave my usual hello to the glowing orb. It’s crazy how homey and inviting this place feels to me. It’s nothing special, and yet special is exactly the word I’d use to describe it. This is the closest thing to magic I’ve ever seen, every little thing about it casts an enrapturing spell on me.

This area is enchanting in more ways than just feeling and looking cool and serene. It sounds crazy but every time I turn to leave, something makes me hesitate. I can hear the sound of people calling out from the water. It’s likely my imagination, but my gut tells me there’s something out there. I just don’t know what.

I walk away from my car and my feet land about a foot from the edge of the cliff. A faint breeze blows my hair out of my face and I close my eyes and welcome it with a smile. Once it passes by, my eyes shoot open in response to a splash from below. I thought all the fish swam farther down and closer to the center? I take another step forward and see another splash, definitely too big to be a fish.

I step closer to the edge again and get down on one knee so I can see better. These three miles above the water, it’s pretty hard to tell what I’m seeing. There’s some blurry colors moving around just beneath my he surface. Then the unbelievable happens, a human head pops up with an enthusiastic grin and sticks their arm out to wave. He has messy blond hair and pale skin.

I muster a half-smile and wave back, too astonished to do anything more. He makes a hand motion in my direction and one-by-one three more heads pop up. One has black hair that’s more tame than the first and slightly darker skin. Another has dark brown hair and olive skin. The last one has purple hair and, considering he’s in the water, surprisingly dark eyeshadow. How did these people manage to swim so far out from the shore?!

The first one pipes up, “I notice you come by here a lot! I hope you don’t mind that we watched, but you’re really good at theater and art!” His voice is cheerful and light. As friendly as the approach is, I can’t voice a reply. Instead, my eyes dart quickly between the four, scanning their faces for any sign of trickery. The angsty purple guy notices my apprehension and sighs, “A bit freaky to think you weren’t alone all that time you were dancing on the rock like a dork. I promise we don’t have any bad intentions, though,” he rubs his neck anxiously, “We just don’t have much else to do.”

There are so many questions running through my mind. How and why are they here? How are their glasses and makeup staying on? Why have I never seen them before? How long have they been watching me? Were my performances really that bad? Honestly that question seems like the most-

I suddenly hear a car door slam and my head and shoulders shoot up in shock, “So THIS is where you’ve been running off to, James!” That impish voice confirms that this interruption is courtesy of my brother, Luis. His green hair bounces through the air and his knee-high black boots collide rhythmically with the floor as he strolls over to my side, “I have to admit, it’s pretty beautiful.” I glance to see that his face is unusually mellow and relaxed. At this, I can’t help but smile, genuinely this time, “That’s only half the appeal.”

I look back down where the mysterious men were, but to my disappointment, most of them don’t appear pleased with the new visitor as they dip back underwater. Wait... underwater? How did I not notice how long they must have been holding their breath until now?! The blond one gives a quick wink and dives under as well, only he swims quickly back up to breach the water, showcasing a glittering light-blue tail in the process.

I place a hand to the ground to quickly push myself up and begin mentally calculating the risk of diving in. Luis takes notice of my scrunched-up concentrated face and cocks his head. “If I feel like I have to do something crazy, do you think it’s worth the risk?” He chuckles, “You do realize who you’re talking to, right?” “Right...” I nervously take a few steps back and he raises an eyebrow.

A shaky breath finalizes my decision. I’m gonna jump in. I thrust a foot up from the ground and slowly pick up a fast pace towards the end of the bluff. Luis finally notices what I’m doing and steps in the way, but I can’t stop now. Not when there are mer-people just waiting for me to take the leap into their world!

And so, I jump off, pulling my twin with me. As my body leaves the ground, I grab his torso tightly and he returns the gesture. The wind is blowing all around us, but not as fast as my heart is racing. He looks shocked that I’d actually go through with something like this, possibly as much as he is amused by the situation. The water is getting closer by the second, just as relentlessly as my hair is hitting my face. Our momentum builds up rapidly and the sky flies past in a blur, so much faster than I could have imagined.

I hug my brother tighter than I’ve hugged anyone before and inaudibly scream my lungs out, taking one last look at his face that now shows more fear than anything else. My eyes shut tight and I inhale a great gulp of air, waiting for this stupid in-the-moment decision to either bring us new friends, or death.

...We hit the water. Since we just slapped the surface of the sea with the force of two grown men, it makes sense for it to be returned with an intense burning sensation making my whole body ache. All the air is knocked out of my lungs and the strength from my arms is no more. Luis’s grasp barely falters, however, as he’s a bit of a demented dare-devil who does this sort of thing for fun. He may be strange, but at a time like this, I’m glad to have a brother like him. The important thing is we’re alive, we made it and all our previous surroundings are replaced by the blue of the ocean.

After a moment for recovery, he adjusts his arms so he’s holding my weak figure in one, and has the other free to propel us to the top. I don’t know how far we are from getting out when I see the four men approaching in the distance. Before I can respond to them, alert Luis, or anything... the world goes dark. I stop struggling, I give in to the feeling of being held by loving family and the pull of the liquid surrounding me. My eyes close and my body goes limp in the panicking man‘s grasp.

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I awake with a terrible headache and aching joints. I’m sore from head to toe and it feels like the world is spinning in circles. My muscles barely have the will to move, but I force my eyes open. The choice doesn’t let me down as I'm met with a more beautiful sight than the mountain and skyline I've admired for years.

Everything is surrounded by an endless sea that’s giving off a dark blue hue with hints of teal and purple dancing through it. Many of the plants and animals hold very warm tones that contrast greatly with their background. Viridescent seaweed almost appears to be waving to the bright coral as neon fish swim through it. The lime green sea grass is bent over like it’s being blown by a strong wing. There’s a school of herring forming a a wall as they pass by. A turtle pushes the water out of its way with its flippers and soars through it. A few bubbles float up from the mouth of a butterflyfish, and I remember something important.

Those are bubbles of oxygen, a gas I kinda need to live. Thing is, humans typically can’t inhale the air at the bottom of the ocean. Sounds basic, right? Well I’m an idiot. I puff out my cheeks and hold my breath, suddenly realizing I had to have been breathing fine just a moment ago to have any breath at all! The pain vanishes almost instantly as I'm overcome with wonder. Since when can I breathe underwater?

I heard fish breath with gills, so how is that possible when I only have lungs? ...or do I? I lift my arms to my neck and feel thin slits along the sides. Gross, but cool! I inhale through my mouth and water runs past and through the holes, oxygen presumably being collected to fill my lungs in the process.

Looking down, I can see another big surprise. A bright red fish tail has replaced my legs. It’s covered in sparkling scales that become smaller the higher you look until they fade into my waist. I strain my lower body muscles a bit and it curls upward. The end of it has a fin that’s thinner, lighter, and more transparent. There’s no doubt I look awesome. The question is, where did these come from?

I can't not try to discover more about the mysterious additions to my body and this world under the sea, so I attempt to sit up. Unfortunately, it seems I'm too weak to lift my weight, even with the pounds the water takes away, and I crumple back down on whatever it is I'm lying on. Someone must have been behind me and seen me move because u hear a gasp, "He's awake!" I hear splashing and indistinct murmurs as a few people shuffle to my side. Hoping and praying to see Luis or some other familiar face, I slowly turn my head. To my delight, it's him smiling along with the people I saw earlier. I see now that the black-haired one has a dark blue tail, the emo has a purple tail, and the other one has a yellow tail. Luis appears to have grown a green tail as well.

I push up from the thing below me once more but this time, just as my elbows are about to give out again, five pairs of arms quickly reach out to catch me and help me rise to sitting position. “T-thank you...” My voice is quiet and raspy. The one with black hair clears his throat, “You’re very welcome. And I must say, after that eventful beginning to your new life as a merman, you appear to be adjusting exceptionally well.” I barely have time to take in the the clear, monotone, almost British-accented vocalization before Luis buds in, “I told you, we can’t stay here. I appreciate the hospitality and magical transformation, but we already have lives on land!”

The mysterious yellow-tailed man scoffs, “Yes, I’m sure your existence as a human can be just as exciting as that of mythical creatures.“ His tone is playful and cunning, which I must admit pairs well with his mystical and villainous demeanor. I turn away from the group and tune out their argument, gazing once again at the aquatic world around me. The fish, the plants, the water - it’s all so beautiful and mysterious. Besides, Luis never cared all that much about reality and the normalcy of our lives before, he’d love a chance to explore and step away from how boring society is.

I was REALLY proud of this when I wrote it, showed it to everyone, and I still like most of it. Makes me kinda jealous actually because I feel like after years of being too tired and unmoved and burnt out from school and life and hormones, or simply just not having time, my writing is so bad. I hadn’t written in so long, but finally started some short things recently, and it felt good, but they’re still just nothing compared to some things I’ve written. I’m by far not proud of all my writings, but there is a level of greatness I did reach that I’m not sure I can anymore.

#mermaid AU #mermaids #sanders sides #sanders sides au #i hope people like it #ferrenpost

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stillebesat · 2 years

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Out Camping Part 2

Sanders Sides: Roman, Virgil Blurb: A Father and Son Camping Trip Fic Type: Camping AU Overall Fic Warnings: None. Taglist in reblog.

To Catch Up: Part 1

“Race you to the top, Dad!” Virgil yelled as he scrambled up the side of a sandstone rockface Roman had been sure his little spidermonkey couldn’t climb. Once again, he’d underestimated Virgil’s dexterity.

He exhaled, raising a hand to shade his eyes, judging the steeply slanted side before resolutely sticking to the path, breaking into a jog to catch up.

“Daaaaaddd!” Virgil’s petulant whine echoed down from above. “That’s boring! Climb the rock. It’s easy!”

“Not all of us are Spiderman, Virge.” He called back, adjusting the straps of the backpack holding their tent, food, water and other gear. His son was lucky he was jogging. It wasn’t like this stuff was featherlight.

A scraping sound overhead was his only warning before Virgil dropped down in front of him, white t-shirt already stained red from the sand. “But you can do anything, Dad!” He said, confidently as he straightened, his smaller backpack containing both of their clothes bouncing against his back. He gave Roman a heartwarming smile and puppy dog eyes as he spread his arms wide. “Climb with me!”

Roman slowly shook his head, huffing a laugh as he reached out a hand to brush a smudge of dirt from Virgil’s cheek. “You are going to be the death of me.” But how could he say no?

“The life of you!” Virgil disagreed, snagging his hand and tugging it.

He definitely couldn’t argue with that. Virgil had been the best thing to happen to him, no comparison to anything else needed. “The life of me.” He agreed, slipping the backpack off his shoulders to the ground before he surged forward, scooping Virgil up in his arms.

His son squealed in delight, hugging him tight as Roman swiftly climbed the rock face.

Huh. Virgil had been right. It wasn’t nearly as difficult as he’d first thought. Within seconds he’d made it to the top, breathing only a little hard from the climb.

“You did it!” His son cheered.

So he had. Maybe his little spidermonkey got his climbing skills from him. Roman smirked, ruffling his hair before he turned, holding his son out to the valley below. “Simba!” He proclaimed.

“Daaaaad.” Virgil wiggled his feet, glowering over his shoulder at him. “I’m Virgil. Do it right!”

He laughed. “Sorry. Sorry.” Roman pulled him back with a smirk, taking up a handful of red sand he brushed it across his son’s forehead before holding him back out over the valley. “VIRGIL!!” He proclaimed. “RULER OF ALL THESE LANDS! Nants ingonyama batithi Baba! Sithi uhm ingonyama!” He sang.

Virgil raised his hands to the sky, lifting his head up to the sun. “Everywhere the light touches is mine!” He proclaimed in a tone similar to Roman’s.

“You got that right, buddy” He chuckled, pulling Virgil close, holding him tight as his son buried his head against his chest.

The wilderness was definitely more Virgil’s domain than his. Roman would have been much more content to wander a park in the middle of a city. Not out here, in the middle of nowhere, without another soul for miles.

“We are one.” Virgil whispered, lifting his head to look at Roman.

Scratch that. He’d rather be out here in the middle of nowhere if it made Virgil happy. “Exactly, my Prince.” He whispered, tenderly kissing the top of his head. He knelt, resting his son on his knee as he gestured to the view before them. “Together. Forever. With all this as your kingdom to explore and climb.” He tapped Virgil’s nose. “Once we set up camp.” He amended. “You find a good spot yet?”

Virgil blinked, frantically shaking his head as he pushed away. “No! We're still too close to the car, Dad!”

Roman raised an eyebrow. Too close? They’d hiked at least four miles already and his son had yet to show any signs of tiring out. If anything he’d gotten more hyper the deeper into the wilderness they ventured. “Well then let’s jump to it, Hop-a-long.” He said, sliding back down the rock face to their gear. He straightened, turning in time to catch Virgil in his arms as his son jumped from halfway down. “Oof. Before the sun sets this time. Got it?”

Virgil grinned, wiggling free of Roman’s grip. “Not midnight?”

“Definitely not midnight.” They’d done that once. Never again. Setting up a tent in the dark was not his jar of Crofters. That was an established fact. Roman grabbed their gear, slipping it over his shoulders.

Huh. That climb must have done him some good after all. The bag felt lighter than before.

“Fiiinnee, but we get smores tonight then!” Virgil said, breaking into a run up the path.

Oh no. His son couldn’t just leave after that statement expecting it to be done. “Only if you gather the wood!” Roman called after him.

He skidded to a stop, turning with his little hands raised in obvious indignation. “Daaaaddd!”

“Soooonnnn!” He mimicked back, with a playful smile as he used his longer legs to decrease the distance between them. “We’ll wood hunt together after camp is set up.”

Virgil huffed, rolling his eyes, though Roman could see the sparkle therein.

He winked. “And maybe you’ll find a new lizard to play with while doing so.” And hopefully not a rattlesnake.

“New ones?” Virgil shook his head. “I’ve already seen lots of them here!”

That wasn’t surprising. Virgil excelled at finding animals that didn’t want to be seen. Roman swore his son could spot a rabbit hiding in the brush from a mile away. “Well maybe while gathering wood for our fire, you’ll see one you’ve never seen before.” He replied, with a shrug.

Virgil shook his head. “I don’t think so.” He turned, taking off down the dirt path, scrambling over the sandstone with ease.

Well. It was worth a shot. Roman exhaled, adjusting the straps of his bag one more time before following after his little Navigator.

#Out Camping #stillebesat #Sanders Sides #Roman Sanders #Virgil Sanders #child!Virgil #Dad!Roman #Camping AU

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loganofthenorth · 2 years

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A Snake By Any Other Name…

(A Sanders Sides High School AU)

Ships: Logince (they are dating at the start of the story), Loceit (slow burn, they date after Logince split up), Prinxiety (friends to lovers, they date after Logince split up), intruality (secret relationship, already together at the start of the story)

Just to clarify: This isn’t unsympathetic Roman. He’ll start out as forceful but he gets character development. This also isn’t unsympathetic Janus. Part of his motives are to spite Roman, but he also genuinely cares about Logan’s well being.

Warning: This story will likely contain swearing, Roman being overly controlling/overprotective at first but he’ll get character development, and sexual themes. I’ll try to put more specific warnings for each chapter.

Edit: I’m going to write this on AO3 instead of Tumblr, just to make things easier and so that all my followers aren’t just flooded with a long post. Also I saved a draft for a chapter I was working on and edited it to write the chapter but then lost the whole thing when I saved it without knowing my internet cut out. (Let this be a lesson to write stuff in a document instead of just writing directly on Tumblr 😅)

Description: Logan Croft wasn’t planning on acting in the Drama Club’s production of Romeo and Juliet. While he’s a fan of Shakespeare’a poems, he’s never been one for theatre. The only reason he’s in the Drama Club to begin with is because his boyfriend, Roman Gomez, insisted on him being there. He was supposed to be the tech guy, that was the deal at least, but when Roman discovered that the play was a gay rewrite of Romeo and Juliet, he insisted Logan audition to play the Juliet to his Romeo.

Much to Roman’s dismay, however, Janus Viper, his arch nemesis, is the Drama Club’s director. Surprisingly, Logan does get the role of Juliet, but the role of Romeo goes to Janus himself. Will Logan be able to navigate the difficult situation he has found himself in?

Chapter 1: Auditions

“Roman, I thought we agreed that I would only be joining the Drama Club as the ‘tech guy’ as you call it.” Logan sighed as they entered the cafeteria, where their friend Patton was waiting for them. “But they’re doing Romeo and Juliet! Or, as it’s now called, Romeo and Johnathon! I could be Romeo, and you could be Johnathon! It would be perfect!” Roman cheered as they sat down.

“Hey guys! What’s going on?” Patton asked, seeming as chipper as he always was. He was used to his friends bickering, though it was a bit tiring. He honestly wasn’t sure why they were dating, but he tried his best to be supportive.

“Patton, my friend, would you please tell Logan how great it would be if we were to play as lovers in the greatest love story known to man?” Roman scoffed. “Patton, could you remind Roman that I agreed to sign up for Drama Club on the condition that I wouldn’t have to perform?” Logan retorted. “Okay guys, calm down.” Patton told them softly. “I am calm.” Both Roman, who raised his voice slightly as he said it, and Logan, who said it more matter of factly, informed Patton in unison.

Patton took a deep breath before turning his attention to Roman. “Roman, if Logan is uncomfortable with it, you can’t force him to audition.” He began, causing Roman to pout. “Well, yeah… I know that. I just thought it would be something we could do together… He doesn’t have to, obviously.” Roman explained. “Thank you, Patton.” Logan stated.

“And Logan, this does seem to be really important to Roman. Now that he’s calmed down, maybe you could explain why you’re uncomfortable, so that he knows this isn’t a rejection to him, just to performing?” Patton suggested. “I suppose that sounds fair… I’m uncomfortable with the idea of performing as a character. I have trouble suspending my disbelief enough to enjoy a play, therefore it would be difficult for me to play a character, even if I am actually dating the love interest.” Logan explained.

“That… makes sense.” Roman admitted. “But will that make you uncomfortable? If I end up playing Romeo, and you have to watch me kiss some other guy and remind yourself that it’s not real?” Roman asked nervously. “I… I’ll know that you are simply following instructions.” Logan assured him hesitantly. “Are you sure?” Roman questioned, noticing that Logan seemed uncomfortable with the idea.

“Hmm… I suppose that would be difficult, but I don’t want to prevent you from doing something you enjoy… but I’d also be uncomfortable playing a character, and kissing you in front of so many people.” Logan admitted. “How about this. We audition, if you don’t get the part, we both drop out of the play and I’ll just work on back stage while you work on tech.” Roman suggested.

“And if you don’t get Romeo?” Logan asked. “Then you can drop out and go back to being the tech guy. Besides, I highly doubt I won’t be Romeo. Even with Janus as the director, I’m the best actor there. He has to cast me as the lead.” Roman assured him. “And you don’t have to even try that hard, all I ask is that you audition. If you’re uncomfortable, they won’t cast you. No worries.” Roman quickly added.

“Alright, that does sound fair.” Logan agreed. “Splendid! Oh, Patton! You should audition as the Nurse! Then you’ll be able to support Logan if he does get the role!” Roman decided. “That sound’s like a great idea!” Patton cheered. “Wonderful! We can meet in the Auditorium on Wednesday!” Roman exclaimed, relieved that everything seemed to have worked out.

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“Alright everyone, quiet back stage. Auditions are about to begin.” Janus announced. He was sitting in the front row of the school’s auditorium, waiting for the chatter back stage to come to an end. “First, auditions for Romeo. Will Farris Becker please come to the stage?” Janus called.

After watching two auditions, Janus waved a hand to dismiss the auditioning actor. “Thank you, the cast will be posted on the Auditorium doors on Friday.” Janus informed him. He then put his feat up on the seat beside him as the actor left the stage, checking his list of people auditioning. “Roman Gomez.” He called, a smirk on his lips as he did.

Roman strutted onto the stage, confident as usual. Janus chuckled as he brought his legs down, sat up straight, and gave Roman his full attention. “Hello, Roman.” He greeted. “Janus.” Roman returned in a bitter tone. “Any day now.” Janus sighed, gesturing for Roman to begin his audition. Roman nodded, clearing his throat before delivering the lines.

“But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?” Roman began, the lines already memorized as he gazed at the lights above, as if gazing to Johnathon’s window. “It is the east, and Johnathon is the sun.” Roman sang, gracefully raising a hand to the imaginary window. “Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, who is already sick and pale with grief, that thou her maid art far more fair than she: Be not her maid, since she is envious; Her vestal livery is but sick and green and none but fools do wear it; cast it off.” Roman continued, waving his hand aggressively to the side, as if to cut off the moon’s envious light.

“It is my lord, O, it is my love!” He then declared, his expression gentle as he reached again towards the ‘window’. “O, that he knew he were! He speaks yet he says nothing: what of that? His eye discourses; I will answer it.” Roman continued before placing a hand on his chest, his expression one of admiration. “I am too bold, 'tis not to me he speaks: Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, having some business, do entreat his eyes, to twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if his eyes were there, they in his head? The brightness of his cheek would shame those stars, as daylight doth a lamp; his eyes in heaven would through the airy region stream so bright that birds would sing and think it were not night. See, how he leans his cheek upon his hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, that I might touch that cheek!” Roman concluded.

“Thank you, Roman. The cast will be-” Janus began. “Yes yes, I know.” Roman dismissed with a cocky smile. He walked off the stage, leaving Janus to roll his eyes. “Oh Roman, I don’t think you know much at all.” Janus mused, his smirk growing as he read the list of people auditioning for Johnathon. “Next, auditions for Johnathon. Will Logan Croft please come to the stage?” Janus called.

Meanwhile, Roman and Logan stood back stage. Roman had just returned, and he smiled brightly as he held Logan’s hand. “Break a leg.” He whispered, kissing Logan’s cheek. “I would hope not.” Logan murmured. “It’s an expression, Starlight. It means good luck.” Roman laughed softly. “Oh.” Logan replied as Janus called his name again. “Go on!” Roman urged, gently pushing Logan towards the stage.

Logan took a deep breath, then walked over to the stage’s centre. He blinked, his eyes sensitive to the lights. “Logan Croft, I didn’t expect to see you auditioning.” Janus mused, though it was a lie. He knew Roman would convince Logan to do so. It was all going as he had planned.

“Yes, well… Roman wished to audition together.” Logan explained. “I figured. Whenever you’re ready.” Janus then prompted. Logan nodded and cleared his throat. Having also memorized his lines, he began his monologue without the script’s assistance.

“O serpent heart, hid with a flowering face!” Logan began, his fingers starting at his temples before popping way to display frustration. Janus was instantly taken aback. He had expected Roman to have Logan perform Juliet’s, or in this case, Johnathon’s more famous monologue, the one where he confesses his feelings for Romeo, struggles over first love, yadda yadda yadda. Instead, Logan seemed to have chosen this one… One where Johnathon is angry with Romeo, but is conflicted between his love for him and his anger at Romeo’s actions.

Janus couldn’t help but feel intrigued.

“Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave?” Logan continued, pacing around the stage as if irritated. “Beautiful tyrant! fiend angelical! Dove-feather'd raven! wolvish-ravening lamb! Despised substance of divinest show!” Logan shouted, arms angrily tossed into the air as he paced. “Just opposite to what thou justly seem'st,” Logan scoffed, pausing to laugh and wave a hand dismissively into the air.

“A damned saint, an honourable villain! O nature, what hadst thou to do in hell, when thou didst bower the spirit of a fiend in moral paradise of such sweet flesh? Was ever book containing such vile matter so fairly bound? O that deceit should dwell in such a gorgeous palace!” Logan concluded, taking a deep breath to ease his nerves after he had finished.

Janus watched Logan with great interest as he applauded, the sound startling Logan. “Well done, Logan. I’m surprised, who knew you were so talented?” Janus remarked. It sounded like mocking, mainly because such a tone was a force of habit for Janus. However, the compliment was genuine. “Casting will be posted on the auditorium doors on Friday.” Janus then informed him. “Thank you.” Logan replied, giving Janus a respectful nod before walking off the stage. “Not a problem. Not a problem in the slightest.” Janus mused quietly as he watched Logan leave.

“You did amazing!” Roman cheered. “Did I?” Logan asked, genuinely asking. He just did the performance to the best of his ability. It really wasn’t much of a difference to him whether he did well or not. “Yes! I’m sure we have this in the bag!” Roman cheered. “Is that another expression?” Logan questioned. “Yes. It means we’ll surely succeed.” Roman answered, chuckling as he held Logan’s hand and brought him out of the auditorium.

***

“Hey Jannie! How did auditions go?” Remus asked as Janus walked with him to class. “Better than I had even hoped. Logan was there, just as I had predicted, and you’ll never believe it, but he did terrifically.” Janus admitted happily. “Really? I thought he was gonna be stiff as a plank.” Remus replied. “I thought the same. It seems Logan Croft is full of surprises.” Janus mused.

“You sure you’re not just biased cause you want to fuck him?” Remus teased. “Shut it!” Janus hissed, glaring at his friend. “What? Afraid someone’s going to hear? Who cares.” Remus taunted. “If he finds out I… like him… He’s going to reject me before he’s even gotten to know me, all because he’s loyal to Roman.” Janus explained, rolling his eyes.

“I doubt they even like each other that much. Everyone in school knows they fight constantly, hell, they’re more like brothers than you and Roman are. Sure, they’re inseparable, but boy do they have at it when they disagree on something.” Janus ranted. “Yeah, Patty gets pretty tired from helping them sort things out.” Remus confirmed. “But if Logan gets to know me, without Roman there to cause a bias, then I may get a chance. Practicing lines with him will be the perfect opportunity.” Janus concluded.

“Oh so that’s the reason for your big plan. To be honest, I thought you just wanted an excuse to kiss him.” Remus snickered. “That’s just a perk.” Janus admitted, blushing slightly and waving his hand dismissively. “It will certainly be thrilling to practice with him… I really meant it when I said he did well.” Janus sighed fondly. “We get it, you’re a goner for the nerd.” Remus mocked. “You’re one to talk. How’s kissing your boyfriend in the janitor’s closet so your brother doesn’t find out going for you?” Janus countered.

“Okay, okay, listen.” Remus began, stopping in his tracks and pointing a warning finger at Janus. “I’m listening.” Janus stated, smirking as he stopped and turned to face Remus. “Patty and I will tell him… We’re just waiting for the right time.” Remus insisted. “Sure. You’re totally not avoiding it out of fear that he’ll try to break the two of you up.” Janus teased, causing Remus to glare at him.

“Shut up.” Remus complained, causing Janus to chuckle as they continued walking to class. “You’ve had a crush on Patton since Kindergarten. Even someone as idiotic as Roman is going to eventually realize you’ve been avoiding talking about Patton lately.” Janus pointed out. “This conversation isn’t about me.” Remus huffed. “It is now.” Janus mused. “No, it isn’t.” Remus stated before clearing his throat.

“So, you’re gonna cast yourself as Romeo and Logan as ‘Johnathon’ or whatever. What are you going to do if Logan just backs out of acting?” Remus questioned. “If I can’t find a way to convince him without making him uncomfortable or making Roman get too aggressive, I’ll simply warn him that auditioning for a role he doesn’t even want will get him removed from Drama Club for wasting my time. That’s what I’d do with anyone else who did the same thing. Roman will want his precious boyfriend around, so he’ll convince Logan for me.” Janus plotted.

“See, this is why we’re friends. You, good sir, are an evil genius.” Remus declared. “Now now, Remus. We don’t use the E word around here.” Janus told Remus before laughing softly. “But yes, being an intellectual certainly has its perks.” Janus then agreed.

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Hi! Welcome to my page!

I use this page for my fanfic writing. You can find me by this name on ao3 and Wattpad, and by CrofterKing on ff.net.

These are the fandoms I will write for:

Harry Potter (any gen)

Percy Jackson, Magnus Chase

Marvel (Primarily MCU)

Hunger Games

Heartstopper

Wednesday

Sanders Sides

Ted Lasso

Our Flag Means Death

Hazbin Hotel

What will I write? Great question! Here's a list:

Anything LGBTQ

Reader insert

Depending on the prompt, smut

ALL THE FLUFF AND ANGST YOU CAN HANDLE

Disabled characters

Age appropriate relationships (same age to five or six years between depending on younger person's age)

Time travel! This means based on the above I may write a fic between to characters if the younger person time travels back to meet with the older person back in time.

Most common AUs. Just ask!

What WON'T you write? Here's my list:

Child (under age of consent) with an adult in any romantic or sexual relationship. If they're old enough to be the younger person's parent I don't write it. See above for my comfortable age range, and the one exception (time travel) to the rule.

Certain kinks. I've read a lot of shit and I... will not write stuff. If your prompt is ignored and you've put in kink specifics don't re-submit it. I may add a list here later.

Hateful content towards any specific person or community.

IF THEY'RE RELATED IT AIN'T HAPPENING

Nothing sexual with age regression

What ships I'll definitely write for:

Wolfstar

Moonstarchaser

Jily

Jegulily

Jegulus

Solangelo

Percabeth

Pernico

FierroChase

Hearthblitz

Stony

Stucky

Stonucky

Brutasha

Spideypool (NOT TOM HOLLAND RYAN REYNOLDS)

Pepperony

Steggy

Cartinelli

Katniss and Peeta

Haymitch and Effie

Charlie and Nick

Tao and Elle

Darcy and Tara

Wenclair

Any sanders sides ships except Creativitwins

Tedependent (TedTrent)

Roy, Jamie and Keeley

Keeley and Rebecca

GentleBeard / BlackBonnet

Radioapple (With immense respect to Alastor's sexuality and romantic orientation)

Dusthusker/Angelhusk

Reader with a character/character(s)

Maybe more, just ask!

This list may change, and I'll alter it as I get requests!

I'll post it on here with links to the other sites I write on.

Unless I get a prompt that sticks in my brain, it'll be oneshots.

I in no way endorse the actions or thoughts of JK Rowling.

Also I'm in school so that will take precedence over writing.

Cheers!

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vulgarvixxen · 1 year

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I posted 461 times in 2022

That's 395 more posts than 2021!

42 posts created (9%)

419 posts reblogged (91%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@of-mutts-and-men

@nsfsprince

@vulgarvixxen

@subloganrights

@sanderssidessmutprompts

I tagged 81 of my posts in 2022

#🧪 anon - 13 posts

#vixxen speaks - 10 posts

#not safe for sanders - 8 posts

#anon ask - 6 posts

#nsfs roman - 5 posts

#nsfs logan - 5 posts

#nsfs virgil - 5 posts

#supersecretsmutside - 5 posts

#nsfs janus - 5 posts

#minors dni - 4 posts

Longest Tag: 90 characters

#also i might not use it at the start of the fic but it will be what i build the fic off of

My Top Posts in 2022:

Loceit, #25. “i love you. so, so much.”

Anding these together, because there will be more of the Bikini!AU aaaand cause this derailed from the og plan

Warnings: 18+, semi-public sex, nearly getting caught, mild panic attack, lmk if should add more

Sunshine

I love you

“I love you. So, so much” Janus professes as Logan uses his tongue to make love to Jan’s clits again, he lovingly pets the other’s hair from where it had fallen into his face. This was round three excluding the original beach escapade and Logan was proving to have extreme stamina. He’d have to reward his new lover with a day of pampering, neck massages and happy endings, to show how appreciative he was for the attention. Janus was close again when a door slammed downstairs and they could hear another side headed straight to the laundry room …exactly where they were holed up! They both froze, adrenaline and endorphins fogging their brains too much to think clearly. Patton’s cheerful voice was right outside the door when another voice called out for him, “there’s an extra towel in the bathroom, don’t worry about it Peppermintbear!” They heard Pat’s steps go back to the stairs, “Okay, smart thinking Remus!” And the oblivious side left again, likely back to the festivities.

Janus sagged in relief, that was too close for comfort and he was glad that Remus was still running interference. He was going to make a comment on being in the “closet” when he noticed that Logan was breathing hard and still staring at the door, “Dove, are you alright?” He was answered by a sob, instantly he was off of his perch on the dryer and next to Logan on the floor, “Dearest we are safe, it’s alright now. Breath with me” they took deep breaths together on the laundry room floor, hands clasped as pulses began to slow back down. “Is it alright if I sink us into your room? I think you need to rest.”

He gets a nod from the quiet logical side and cautiously sinks them into the indigo room. With a bit of help Logan is able to get into bed but as Janus goes towards the door he tries to sit up and makes a whimpering sound much like a kicked dog, “don’t leave”. Janus practically dives onto the bed so he can hold Logan close, “Not leaving, dove, I can just snap the lock. Don’t want anyone walking in and waking us.” With a snap the door that Janus was headed towards locks and he settles his hand onto Logan’s back again to continue the embrace. After a while of just holding each other and letting the tension bleed out of them Janus starts singing and using a second pair of hands to cradle Lo’s head.

“ you are my sunshine

my only sunshine

you make me happy

when skies are gray

you’ll never know dear

how much I love you

please don’t take my sunshine away”

“Did you mean it? Do you love me?”

“If I had my gloves on I’d say, “I hate and loathe you, you disgust me whenever you’re near” but I don’t so I will say. I love and adore you, you are a delight to be in company with. And I mean every word.” Janus punctuated the statement with a tender kiss. “Rest now, Dove, the kids will be home by the time you wake.”

><><><><><><><

“So Jan and Lo huh?” Virgil asks in a low tone, trying not to get the attention of the other two in their group, “yeP!” Remus pops the word like a gum wad bubble. “Cool” “mhmm”

7 notes - Posted May 4, 2022

I simply think. Logan teaching Thomas how pussy works.

You are so right anon and honestly I had intended for this to have twice as much Logan but Thomas became the focus. I hope you enjoy this anyway.

Warnings ⚠️: 18+ only, oral sex, vaginal fingering, hint of degradation, hint of feminization kink, slight dom/sub elements, lmk if I missed any

Logan class in session

It happened while talking to Talon and Joan about exes. Talon had lamented about a guy who would never go down because “he didn’t think pussy needed that much fuss.” it made him realize he didn’t know anything about pleasuring a partner with a vagina. Sure he knew from biology where some stuff was but it was only a vague idea and that didn’t help him know what to do or where, and that’s how he ended up here in the mind-palace with Logan and two very enthusiastic volunteers.

On the projector screen was a very simplistic illustration of the human vaginal anatomy, Logan was talking about how the muscular canal is both elastic and flexible. Not as interesting as the fact that it expands? During? Sex? then just goes back to normal later? Why hadn’t that been in his college biology textbook, that was more relevant than the section on how the nose smells! Oh and it turns out those weird videos he came across as a young adult where the actresses “squirted”? Yeah that’s a real thing not just something for porn, the porn was still exaggerating and lame but it was real! Thomas was really enjoying this time with Logan…and two oddly quiet twins.

“Now that we have gone over some of the basic understanding of the vagina and it’s parts I think it’s time for some on hand experience. Remus and Roman have been kind enough to shift their anatomy to a human,” he stops and glares at Remus who just huffs and waves off the teacher’s obvious reprimand, “a human vagina, so you can see how different stimuli are received. Any questions before we begin?” Thomas raises his hand and is called on.

“Why do we need both of them to shift?”

“Ah! Yes, great question! Well just as every penis is unique so is every vagina and as such no two people will respond the same. You will switch between them to try and find what each likes best, and it helps to have a backup if one of our subjects needs a break for water!” Logan says it like he’s reading a script but there is an underlying chipperness one would more likely associate with Patton, it was nice to see.

“You really thought this through. Alrighty I guess I’m as ready as I’m going to be.”

Thomas’s tongue teased Roman’s folds, earning a sighing moan from the red twin, it wasn’t Roman’s “spot” but Thomas liked the breathy moans it pulled out of the other. He teased a little longer before he added circling his thumb around so it swiped both the clit and it’s hood. That got Roman howling out in pleasure, arching his back and grasping for anything for leverage. He switches his tongue and thumb so he’s pressing the tip of his tongue against the clit in a flicking motion.

“𝓕𝓤𝓬𝓴 𝓕𝓤𝓒𝓚, 𝓣𝓗𝓞𝓜𝓐𝓢 𝓓𝓞𝓝𝓣 𝓓𝓐𝓡𝓔 𝓢𝓣𝓞𝓟! 𝓑𝓨 𝓣𝓗𝓔 𝓖𝓞𝓓𝓢 𝓓𝓞 𝓝𝓞𝓣 𝓢𝓣𝓞𝓟“*

Bolstered by the pleading of his ego Thomas continues his flicking, every few licks longer than the others until the cries of “fuck” become screams of “yes” and “Thomas” but he doesn’t stop until Roman is squirming and whining.

“Amazing work Thomas, you found the places that give Roman the most stimulation and used that to help him reach a satisfying climax.” Praises Logan as he helps Roman sit up and sip some water. “I believe our other subject is very excited to be of help, don’t keep him waiting.”

At the direction Thomas wipes his face of the cooling mix of ejaculation and drool and heads over to where Remus is whimpering and clutching the end of his casual shirt. It was kind of cute seeing him so needy and willing, maybe he could do this sort of thing with the intrusive side more often.

“Just lean back now, I’m going to find what makes you feel good. Ok?” Remus nods eagerly to the instructions and falls back onto the bed/table thing both twins have been situated on, his hands still hold his shirt but now his legs are spread and Thomas has to swallow to keep the drool in his mouth from running down his chin.

“Are you always this horny or is it just because you’ve been waiting?” Thomas teased as he leaned down to take his experimental lick over the folds.

“I could hear what you were doing to Ro-Ro and how much he was loving it, couldn’t wait for that to be me. Thomas, make me your bitch, make me feel like a Duchess only good for making her king an heir.” Remus pleads and Thomas backs off to look the side in the eyes.

“Do…do you want me to use she/her while we’re doing this? Cause I’m fine with that but I’m not going to call you names while I’m trying to make you feel good.”

“Shit, yes. Yes please use she/her and call me Duchess if you get the chance to talk!” Remus blushes as she admits what she really wanted and Thomas chuckles at how cute he finds her antics right now.

Right off the bat he finds that she likes her urethra teased a lot more than Roman had but that nibbly kisses on her inner folds got the best gasping jolts out of her. He takes a chance and nibble kisses Remus’s hood as he’s running his fingers over her folds and into the vagina and is rewarded with a chant of “𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐦𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞“ so he kept up the rhythm before changing the angle of his hand so the urethra gets some attention and he can tell she holding back,

“Duchess, be a good girl and cum for your king.” As soon as he finishes his encouragement he is back to nibble kisses but not for much longer as Remus let’s go and let’s her orgasm wash over her. Thomas is thrilled when she “squirts” a stream of ejaculation on his hand between clenches.

“You ok my beautiful Duchess?” He asks after Remus has stopped gasping for breath.

“Wonderful! You’re a natural Tommy, you put straight white guys to shame!” She giggles, she pauses as Logan comes over to help her up just as he did her brother.

“Remus, though in her own words are a bit lacking, is correct. We’ve only had one lesson but I’m confident that should the need arise you will be prepared to bring pleasure to a partner who has a vagina.” Agrees Logan as Remus enjoys her water and waves at Roman who seems to be trying to stay awake.

“Thanks, I really enjoyed this. I feel like I’ve gotten close to the three of you and not just in the biblical sense.” That gets another giggle from Remus and a smile from Logan.

“No more talk, I want snuggles!” Roman demands in a sleepy grumble. It doesn’t take much to snap the twins into clean, soft clothes and shift the mind-palace into a big pile of padding, blankets and pillows. With three of his sides dozing off Thomas couldn’t help but think that he owes Talon a nice candy bouquet for planting the idea in his head.

* fuck fuck, Thomas don’t dare stop, by the gods don’t stop!

11 notes - Posted April 9, 2022

Bless your followers with more long Patton. 🙏 mayhaps a bit of him going deep. 😳

I gotcha fam 🖤

Full of Feelings

Warnings: 18+ only, sexual encounters, clothed sex, hand-jobs, spit-roasting, cum eating, blow-jobs, Remus eats something unusual

A new normal had settled upon the Mindscape, it was not unusual to see Patton walking around in sheer or transparent clothing throughout the day. There were more family nights now too, everyone taking turns to have Pat sit in their lap. Being able to take in that beautiful cock and Patton being happy to accept touches had boosted everyone’s moods and relations were mending, the world was healing.

Movie night had them all on the couch watching a cheesy RomCom, Patton had pulled Janus close with a “it’s a little chilly” as an excuse to cuddle. They were at the second sexually tension scene and by now Jan sat fulling on Pat’s lap. That’s when a thick pressure grinded up against Janus’s ass, coupled with a needy whine from behind him. Subtlety Janus pushed back to increase the friction, loving the way he could feel Pat from his ass to his base. They humped for the rest of the movie, picking up speed close to the end and finishing when the light came on. Janus came so hard that if he hadn’t been wearing briefs it would have been audible, the cum from Patton soaks through to his skin making the clothing even more soiled. The others stare with hungry eyes but say nothing. “Thanks Jay-bird, I’m a lot warmer now.”

During an idea session Remus and Roman argued over the placement of some jokes, it was loud and Virgil was getting a headache from the noise. He was about to just leave when Patton took his and guided it to his barely concealed erection, Virgil tilted his head until Patton started to rub a palm against Virgil’s crotch. Oh! The pair tuned out the twins and focused on slowly jerking each other off. Eventually the twins shut up and watched the lovely show in front of them. Once Virgil came he put more effort into bringing Patton to completion…the meeting table had to be cleaned but Virgil didn’t have a headache anymore.

Logan wanted to be filled, he had gone to Remus for help but the usual tentacles in his anus were not cutting it. He was about to ask Remus to stop when Patton walked past the, unintentionally left opened, door. The father side popped his head in and the pair stopped, “Lo-Lo are you alright? You feel kinda sad.” Patton asks, Remus looks at the logical side with panic but is waved off. “Just need a little …more.” “Maybe I can help!” And that is how Logan ends up spit-roasted on three tentacles in his anis and Patton’s cock in his mouth, full and content. (He continued to be full and content from all the cum and mucus-slime he had taken too.)

Roman was making Patton a new robe but he wanted this one to hug the heart’s body unlike the ones before that were flowy so he needed Pat’s measurements. He had the arms, chest, and hips now he needed length and inseam. Length was just an inch longer than Roman himself and inseam waaaaas “Ro that tickles, if you wanted to touch you just had to ask!” The heart laughs as he runs a hand through Roman’s hair, and Roman can’t help it when he sighs and leans into the touch. The project is set aside as Roman and Patton exchange heated touches, sweet kisses, and grinding hips until they both spill all over Roman’s outfit. He doesn’t mind continuing his work in the nude, not if it’s for Patton.

Thomas was out on a date and Patton was feeling all those extra feelings and hormones at full blast. He was about to try taking a cool shower to ease the heat boiling in his guts but just as he was about to get up Remus entered the room. The darker creativity stopped abruptly and sniffed the air like a hunting dog, turning to look at Patton with a queasy smile, “does daddy dearest need a hot hole to fill? Cause I got several!” Remus says with a cackle. Patton is so happy that Remus is showing his caring side for a change, “sure kiddo! Take me however you feel most comfortable with!” With a snap Re is on his knees and pouring ranch!? Flavored lube onto Pat’s cock and sucking it down his throat like a slurpy. It doesn’t take awfully long with the strong suction and tight, warm squeeze for Remus to be swallowing Patton’s large load of cum. He licks his lips, kisses Pat, and skips away happily. The fatherly side giggles as he watches the other leave, he likes this new normal.

13 notes - Posted April 18, 2022

Going off the hiking prompt: Logan getting double dicked against a tree

Survivalist Hike

Warnings: 18+, pre-hyperthermia, d.a.p., mild sex-pollen, snake anatomy Janus

There has been a lot of stress in the Mindscape lately, projects in the works and deadlines to be met. Logan had taken the brunt of it all trying to keep the schedule and keep the others motivated while also planning for the coming weeks, he was relieved when they reached the weekend that Janus marked for self-care. He was burnt out and wanted some time away from the “office”, luckily Janus had suggested they go camping which Logan had been asking the other side to do for months now. You see Logan loved hiking and camping in the imagination where he could watch the wildlife and study them, it relaxed his mind while stimulating his body! He figured that Janus would also enjoy the outdoors since it was late spring and the weather would be accommodating to their other’s snake attributes. This is how they found themselves on a mountain in the imagination with an unexpected cold front rolling in bringing freezing rain and howling winds, having only one extra blanket in their tent.

“Uuggh one of the twins must have changed the forecast after we left, the bratssss!” Janus hisses, his breath just barely visible in the cold air. “We will speak with them when we return. Which I suggest we do soon since this temperature could become dangerous for your health.” Logan replies as he packs away his things, his fingers numbing the longer they are exposed to the cold. “But thissss was sssupposed to be your weekend, a time to relaxxx” the other pouted as he snuggled in the one blanket. Logan sighed but kept packing, sure he was disappointed but he wasn’t going to risk their health and safety for a trip that would just cause more stress. Better to go home and just go back to work.

“I know itsss not the same but we could ssspend the night in my greenhouse, it will be warm there and you can ssstudy the plantsss.” Janus suggests when he notices the resigned look in Logan’s eyes, he doesn’t add that his snakes also live there so the logical side will be surprised. A bit of light returns to Logan as he thinks about it, “Yes, that sounds like an acceptable second choice for our trip.” He reaches out to sink them out but the imagination pushes back, like stretched rubber bands they spring back to where they were. A few more tries prove just as fruitless, “they messsssssed with the sssettings! Stupid boysss!”

Getting out the map, one Roman gave him to fill out, Logan looked for the closest exit…it was miles away. He let out a deep sigh, there was no way either he or Janus could hike that long in these conditions after a long day of walking already under their figurative belts. There had to be some other way out or at least somewhere safer to wait until the storm passed, wait what was that symbol on the map across the river from them? “Janus, do you know what this symbol means? It’s not on the key.” The shivering snake looked down at the paper with a critical glare before his eyes widened and a giddy smile graced his face, “that is a love nest, Roman and Virgil come out here for their little sex retreats. It will be nice and warm, probably full of booze and firewood too! Logan it’s so close!” The embrace of the snake hybrid startled the logical side not only because it was unexpected but also because Janus’s skin was as cold as the rain outside, they needed to get to this “love nest” quickly. “Put on all the clothes we brought and use one of the sleeping bags as cover, I’ll carry the bags. We might get there before the sun sets and leaves us in the dark.”

They trek the dirt path and across the footbridge over the river to a strange looking tree, where the other trees were thin and tall, this one had a stout trunk and thick branches that turned up like a flute glass. With the dwindling light it took far longer for Logan to find the hidden entrance into the secret getaway, a knot on the trunk was a latch-knob that needed to be lifted to open. By then a sheet of ice was coating the ground and the sleeping bags they used as coats and Janus had stopped talking a few minutes ago, a troubling development. He tossed the bags to the side of the entrance and dragged the snake side into the shelter. He noted that Janus moved sluggishly and was beginning to take a blue tint on his human half, “T-takkke offff the w-w-wet c-clothes an-and shhhoes, gotta g-get you warmmm.” Logan chatters the instructions as he also strips off his wet shoes, socks, and pants.

Janus gets his shoes off no problem but Logan has to help him get the outermost pants and shirts off so they don’t soak his already freezing skin. Once he gets Janus on a plush seat with a dry blanket Logan staggers to the fireplace and throws on the logs stacked by the wall, thank goodness for magic since the logs replenish after a moment. His numb fingers fumble with the match but eventually he gets the fire going and starts looking for anything to help them heat back up safely, Janus especially needs to warm up without shocking his system. In the kitchen he finds a two burner stove and a kettle that he fills with water and sets on a burner to heat, there is some strange tea in a red box that smells sweet and fruity that they can drink. In a room upstairs there are plenty of dry clothes to change into while theirs are still wet. When he comes back down with sweatpants on and some more layers for Janus the water is ready for tea. Its fruity scent is even stronger as it steeps in the mugs, he’ll have to ask Roman for some when they return home.

“Janus, I know moving is uncomfortable but you need to drink something, please.” He coaxes the lethargic side to take the mug who immediately curls over the source of warmth. A good sign. Logan finds another blanket and to conserve heat sits next to Janus, it also lets him keep an eye on the other’s health as the night progresses. Silence is filled with sips and the popping crackles of the fire that has warmed the room considerably, it’s peaceful and as their mugs are drained the sides start to fall asleep leaning against each other.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Way too soon for his taste later, Logan woke feeling better but also a little off. He figured it was just the fatigue and skipping dinner that made him feel “funny” but as his mind woke more he noticed that his companion was missing, “Jan? Where?” He looked around and saw that the blanket that was tucked around Janus earlier was now leading down the hall. Groggily he followed down the hall to find his missing companion and check on his health, the snake side needed to keep warm. So it was worrying to see discarded layers thrown haphazardly about as he neared the over the top bedroom. “Janus?” He calls out worriedly, “Here darling, closer.” Janus’s voice is huskier than normal and sends an ember of heat to his guts, it was a wonderful feeling that washed away the weirdness he woke with. He walked more into the bedroom, towards where he was sure he heard the other call to him, when he was shoved up against the bark-like wall.

Lips met his in searing kisses, hungry but experienced as they coaxed open his mouth to drag out sounds that Remus would approve of. A thigh nudged his legs apart to give Janus room to pin him in, three sets of hands tugging away at fabric to get to heated flesh, “So warm darling, you make me so warm. Want you, want to be in you.” Janus moans between kisses, and Logan wants that too, wants to chase this feeling and let Janus ruin him. “Yes, yes, I want you too!” He gasps as a set of arms lifts him up.

He hadn’t noticed when his boxers came off but the sensation of his dick rubbing against Janus’s own dicks made his head spin at how amazing it was. When a slick finger enters his hole he thinks he sees stars, Janus, please! Feels so good!” He cries as the other side adds another finger, “Soon darling. Don’t want to hurt you, my love.” And that hits Logan hard, Janus could use him right now and he’d thank him for it but the selfish side was being gentle, considering his needs too, it was far softer than he was used to when he was with the others. Before he can get too into his own head Janus adds a third finger, pumping and curling the digits to find that sweet spot.

Ahhh!

The musical sound that Logan makes when Janus hits his prostate breaks the resolve the snake side had, “I think you’re ready love, relax for me.” Janus bids as he lines up one of his dicks with Logan’s hole. He slides in and let’s the logical side sink down onto him slowly, “That’s it darling, there we go.” A beat later and Janus starts to rock up into Logan with one dick as the other still ruts against the other’s own. The night is filled with porn worthy moans and gasps of each other’s names, the buildup of heat between them steaming up the windows.

Logan can feel his climax nearing but he wants more, wants something else, “Janus, I can’t take both, give me both.” He pleads as Janus thrusts again, “Ok love, but you have to stop me if it hurts.” Janus agrees, he uses two sets of arms to lift Logan again and holds his dicks together to ease them in. It stretches him but it doesn’t hurt like he half expects so he only whines needily to get the other moving again. Janus just huffs fondly and sets back to his pace, rocking up in a rhythm of in and out, in and out, the squeeze of Logan’s hole heavenly hot and accommodating to the girth. “Feel so good in you Darling, so perfect. My perfect Logan.” He whispers as he speeds up a bit, listening to the other’s breath hitch at the compliment, he keeps calling Logan perfect and darling until he feels the logical side spill cum over both of their stomachs. He can feel his own release close behind so he takes the time to kiss as much of Logan as he can reach as he thrusts harder, when he cums his teeth sink into soft flesh and his vision whites out.

When Janus comes back into himself he finds that he and Logan are still connected and entangled together. The logical side is pushing back his sweaty bangs and looking at him with such reverence that it’s frightening at first. “Are you alright darling? I didn’t mean to break skin.” The bite was bleeding and once again Janus was glad he wasn’t venomous. “I’m fine, you don’t have to apologize for something I liked.” A blissful smiles graces Logan’s lips and Janus feels his face blush bright red, a strange twist since they had just fucked and now he was flustered.

They stayed there on the floor until the room temperature started to get noticeably cooler, retreating onto the bed and under the plush comforter. The next day came quickly and with much warmer weather, they spent most of the morning and afternoon lazing in bed where it was cozy. Hiking was forgotten in favor of repeating the events of the night before, several times. When they returned Sunday evening everyone commented on how relaxed Logan looked…if he and Janus decided to take more hiking trips no one made comment on it, except for the dwindling supply of Vitali-tea in the love nest, oops!

23 notes - Posted April 28, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

11.“shh, you can take it. you're doing so well.”

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The itsy-bitsy spider climbed up the spout

Shout out to @supersecretsmutside for helping me pick a ship and concept when I was too overwhelmed by the possibilities. This prompt is frankly too delicious and I couldn’t settle on how to use it!

Warnings: 18+, spider!virgil, Inaccurate spider anatomy, sounding, frotting, oviposition/eggpreg, dub-con(consent for the future is given later), lmk if I missed any

It was nice having Patton on display all the time and getting absolutely pounded by his giant cock but for Virgil it was having an annoying drawback. His spider half was “female” and being bred was making him need to lay a clutch, unfortunately Thomas didn’t know much about spider mating habits so instead of just laying the eggs in a nice little bundle of web he needed to insert them somewhere warm first. Virgil had held back for so long but now he absolutely needed to lay in someone or the clutch would be lost, his instincts wouldn’t allow that. He could go to one of the other dark sides but neither one of them had the body heat his eggs needed. Logan would love to experience the process for science but he has been so upset lately that he might not be able to enjoy it…maybe next clutch. Roman probably wouldn’t mind but he was busy helping Thomas with work for the next script, and…and Patton would likely be grossed out by having spiders inside of him, even if they were his babies. Bother Logan or scare Patton away? Ugh why was his life so difficult!?

So deep in his anxious debating Virgil doesn’t notice when another person comes up behind him until there are arms around his waist and a thick package rutting against his back, if he wasn’t so horny from the hormones urging him to lay he would have been startled. Now though? He twists in the other’s grip and claims their mouth in hot open-mouthed kisses. Even clothes the frotting spurs on his need, mating out in the open didn’t feel safe so as the two continue to get hot and heavy they sink out into Virgil’s bedroom. They land on the plush bed and for the first time since they started Virgil notices the bright blue Georgette cloth used as a wrap skirt, of course Patton would be the one to find him in such a state! He makes quick work of getting his ovipositor out of his pants and unknotting Patton’s skirt, the drive of his instincts causing his mouth to water at the sight of the thick long cock that filled him with such delicious hot seed. Later he will wonder if he’s venomous like Janus because Patton becomes putty under him, lax and pliable as he takes the other’s throbbing erection and starts to slide into it.

Oh! It’s so warm and tight around his thin appendage, his natural slime-like secretion letting him glide in without difficulty. “Hung!” Patton chokes on a confused gasp at the new feeling, he’s never been penetrated before and had never imagined his first time being like this. The farther Virgil goes the better it feels to be so incredibly full, the weird purple stuff oozing out with his pre cum tingles the same way Virgil’s mouth is, it’s like heaven. Virgil pulls back just a little to get more coating inside the other’s cock before he starts pushing all the way in, stopping only because he reached residence. Patton is underneath him moaning and sobbing from the pressure keeping him from cumming, a now clawed hand brushes away his tears, “s͟h͟h͟,͟ ͟y͟o͟u͟ ͟c͟a͟n͟ ͟t͟a͟k͟e͟ ͟i͟t͟.͟ ͟y͟o͟u͟'͟r͟e͟ ͟d͟o͟i͟n͟g͟ ͟s͟o͟ ͟w͟e͟l͟l͟.͟”͟ the spider side rumbles affectionately as he nibbles little love bites along his mates chest, coaxing his to relax so the appendage will keep going. Some more tingling kisses and backing out for the slime to build up let’s Virgil press on with just a wet pop and a shiver of bliss running up Patton through his cock.

Now inserted to his base and inside the hottest part he can get in his mate Virgil lets his cluster work their way through the ovipositor, the eggs are the size of the small beads (8/0) and slip easily into their father. Shallow thrusts force a bundle of eggs into their resting place and finally the deed is done, their brood is being warmed and are safe for the short time they need to incubate and Virgil has a whimpering mewling mess of a mate under him begging for more. With his human mind becoming clearer without the need to lay he can help his mate enjoy their time connected even more. He slides most of the way out and begins to slowly slide in just to pull back out just a bit, sounding Patton’s cock with his still inflated ovipositor. Shaking and moaning in pleasure, Patton hardly has time to call out a broken “close” before he’s cumming on Virgil’s appendage and he can feel the now slightly bigger eggs (5/0) pushing up out of him.

The barely still inflated ovipositor is marbled in translucent purple and pearly white that makes Virgil’s dick hard in knowing that he made his mate feel good but the throaty moans still coming from his mate mean the process isn’t done yet. Weaving together a cone of his silk Virgil starts pumping Patton’s cock, milking out the eggs and mixture of their cum into the soft safe silk. “Virgie, it feels so nice. Like I get to keep cumming and cumming, those little beads rub inside so perfectly. Virgie, honey, baby, can we do this more? Love feeling you inside me so close!” The heart babbles as he watches the last of the objects leave him and his body goes limp on the bed. Virgil nuzzles him and closes the web up around their clutch. “You keep fucking me all the time and I’ll keep making babies to fill you up with.” He purrs in response. Patton gasps, “babies?! Oh gosh we’re parents, of course I’ll give you more children! As many as you want honey!” The enthusiasm is appreciated as the idea of more healthy broods make the animalistic side of Virgil preen at having such a providing mate.

“So many, Pop-star, I want so many. But I might not be able to always go to you for incubation, is that alright?” Some of his normal anxiety is bleeding back in as his post sex high and animal need wanes, the idea of his mate rejecting him in some way is settling into his mind. “Of course baby, I want to help you with our…eggs? But even I know I can’t be there all the time! Lo-Lo and Remus will want to help for sure and I know Roman loves feeling useful, do what you need to bring those spidery little kiddos into the world!” If he could move Patton would be snuggling his emo sweetheart and peppering kisses all over his face but Virgil was fidgeting with their loving bundle and sleepiness was dragging Patton under anyway.

“Cuddle me? After you put the kids to bed?”

“Yeah, I can use some cuddles after that too.”

*(8/0) is very small and (5/0) is about twice that and barely smaller that a standard poni bead

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OC Masterlist - Animation & Others!

Fandoms featured:

Asterix (animated films)

Encancto (Disney)

Five Nights at Freddy's (video games)

The Mario Universe (Mario & Luigi series)

Der kleine Prinz (Le Petit Prince) (TV show)

Sanders Sides

Vocalization (my own fanfic)

ASTERIX (animated films) (1967 - 2018)

-> Noura

"Everybody needs a change, a chance to check out the new, but you're the only one to see the changes you take yourself through." - Tori Kelly (Stevie Wonder), in: Don't You Worry 'Bout A Thing

Full name: Noura

Birthday: August 15th, 1st century BC (in her 20s/30s)

Identity: probably pansexual, cis female

Tag: x | Fic: -

Noura is hired by Queen Cleopatra to paint the building process at Numerobis’s construction site and decorate the soon-to-be palace of Caesar with frescos, as well as take care of color-coordination. However, this turns out to be an even more exciting job than Noura first thought, largely because of three strangers from all the way across the Mediterranean and the various sabotage attempts from the Romans.

Die Drei ??? (book/audio drama series; movies)

-> Jelena

(Technically, she isn't an OC but a canon character, but she's a rare canon character that I created an AU version of and made the main focus of my hyperfixation for about a year, so I've decided to grant that AU version OC status)

"Ждать ли чьей-то ручечки, ручки? А кто подаст мне ручку, девочки?" - Manizha, in: RUSSIAN WOMAN

Full name: Jelena Atropos Charkova

Birthday: February 8th (16 years old)

Identity: lesbian but does occasionally fall for boys, cis female

Canon tag: x | Auxiliary!tag: x | Fic: -

Jelena and Justus don't get along. It's a known fact. It's a constant battle of wits that drives them apart. But when they're inevitably stuck together on a trip to South Africa, will they bury the hatch?

Encanto (Disney movie) (2021)

-> Soles

"But she says: 'You're beautiful, so please don't go. You're loved more than you know. That's why you're beautiful.' And who'd known that's all I needed?" - Illymation, in: Beautiful?

Full name: Soledad Madrigal

Birthday: November 4th (16 years old)

Identity: questioning

Tag: x | Fic: -

Soledad is the daughter of Bruno, the "cursed" Madrigal, and her father's reputation burdens her even when he's gone. Maybe because he's gone. After he left, Soledad was raised by her aunts and given the nickname "Soles", because a name meaning loneliness now seemed far too cruel. Her powers are water manipulation, but she keeps the fact that they also come with scrying a safely guarded secret out of fear of inheriting her father's reputation. However, when the Encanto is in danger, can she keep it up?

FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S (video games) (2014-?)

-> Jamie

"Every toy eventually breaks, every battery fades and drains. Even the tiniest little mistakes can leave behind the messiest stains." - Andrew Stein, in: The Show Must Go On

Full name: James Laurent Hynes

Birthday: April 10th, 1955 (died 28 years old)

Identity: bisexual, cis male

Tag: x (animatronic: x ) | Fic: -

Jamie Hynes was an aspiring mechanic, creative and full of energy. He had the great fortune of being mentored by both Henry Emily and William Afton, heads of the Freddy Fazbear franchise, and soon got to work on creating his own animatronic for the gang: A cheerful-looking dog who was supposed to act as the host of the most popular restaurant. However, when he showed William his creation, Jamie died in what would later be labelled a tragic accident. When it was found that there was nothing wrong with or dangerous about the dog animatronic, Henry decided to carry out his friend's vision and named the dog "Jamie" in the young mechanic's memory, unaware that his spirit was trapped within the permanently bloodstained metal.

The MARIO Universe (Mario & Luigi Series) (video games) (2003-?)

-> Sherry

"Don't worry about me, I'm doin' good, I'm doin' great, alright. It's about to get ugly, flow so mean, I just can't be polite." - Citizen Queen, in: Whack World Medley (originally from Pretty Ugly by Tierra Whack)

Full name: Princess Sherry Toadstool of the Mushroom Kingdom

Birthday: November 17th (she's probably in her late 20s)

Identity: bisexual, cis female (cherry-gender?)

Tag: x | Fic: -

Sherry is the younger sister of Princess Peach, current regent of the Mushroom Kingdom. To protect her from being kidnapped like her sister, she was given a magical amulet and raised away from the palace. It is only when word about a villain from the Beanbean Kingdom reaches her that she comes to her sister’s aid, though still without revealing who she truly is.

DER KLEINE PRINZ (originally: Le Petit Prince) (animated tv show) (2010-2017)

-> Sonata

"Und du weißt: Was man auch tut, nur mit dem Herzen sieht man gut." - Der kleine Prinz Intro Theme

Full name: Sonata of the Utopians

Birthday: September 12th (she's a child)

Identity: cis female

Tag: x | Fic: -

Sonata is the sister of the diva Euphonia, who keeps their planet in rhythm with her singing. But without her sister’s voice, the planet falls into chaos, and Sonata’s voice isn’t strong enough to replace her. Using her special gift of imagination that makes her songs come alive, she sends a message into space in search of help – and the Little Prince answers her call.

SANDERS SIDES (YouTube web series) (2016-?)

-> Eve

"Come with me and you'll be in a world of pure imagination." - Gene Wilder, in: Pure Imagination

Full name: Eve “Imagination” Sanders

Birthday: November 22nd (she's younger than the Sides)

Identity: ??? (probably genderfae)

Faceclaim: would love to say “Thomas Sanders in drag”, but it’s a young Keira Knightley

Tag: x | Fic: -

Eve is not a Side, but rather the embodiment of Thomas’s Imagination and the reason why everything around the Mind Palace keeps running. But with her childish nature, she’s also very easy to distract and influence.

STEVEN UNIVERSE (animated tv show) (2013-2020)

-> Indigo

"Let's go in the garden, you'll find something waiting right there where you left it, lying upside down." - Rebecca Sugar, in: Everything Stays

Full name: “Indigo" Pearl Facet-3 Cut-7HL

Birthday: unknown

Identity: sapphic, agender, presenting as female

Tag: x | Fic: -

"Indigo" used to be a member of Pink Diamond's Court until her shattering, an event that left her saddened, draining most of the pink hue from her spectrum. Because of her extensive memory of Pink, her habits and schedules, she was taken in by Blue Diamond herself, who kept her from being shattered as an off-color. When the opportunity arises, Indigo is sent to Earth to survey the place and find out how much has changed, putting her into contact with the so-called Crystal Gems.

VOCALIZATION (fanfic, written by me) (2020-?)

-> Evelynn

"You’re a shop full of wonders, you're my blanket when it thunders." - Reinaeiry, in: Shop of Wonders

Full name: Evelynn Carter

Birthday: October 13th, 1994

Identity: bisexual, cis-female

Faceclaim: Lucy Hale | Voiceclaim: Reinaeiry

Tag: x | Fic: x

Evelynn is shy and an outcast, but she has a beautiful voice. One fateful evening, she meets a group of men on an empty road, and the six of them get themselves into mortal peril together, in an event that glues them together for the rest of their lives. As it turns out, these five men are singers, and so starts the birth of Voiceplay.

Quick info: Vocalization is a fic about the vocal group VoicePlay, set in their "Kidnapped" video series and is making no claims about the guys themselves :)

#fnaf oc #oc: jamie hynes #mario universe oc #super mario oc #oc: princess sherry #oc: sonata #sanders sides oc #oc: eve sanders #steven universe oc #oc: indigo pearl #oc: evelynn carter #oc masterlist #oc masterlist remake #asterix oc #oc: noura #encanto oc #oc: soledad madrigal #oc: jelena charkova

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aro-laurance-zvahl · 1 year

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hey now, don't beat yourself up about "unfinished" work. sometimes the purpose of writing is to shake your emotions out, or to test a new style, or to write the one specific scene you've been daydreaming about. 500 words is still a lot (trust, I did nano and thinking "I still have 500 words.." is daunting). no love, however brief, is wasted.

for a prompt, you never said if you wanted it fandom specific? so I think it could be fun to try and write smth in second person. you could do it in a, outsiders perspective looking in to whatever fandom situation you want. also, don't feel pressured to post it. sometimes our writing is just for us (though of course if you want to, I'm not holding you back!) :]

It has been. A bit of a rough week. Which made these 500 words take longer than my usual, but they shall not be wasted. Since I first followed you back in your Sanders Sides days, I figured I might well cobble together something SaSi. It’s from this LAMP soulmate AU I have, inspired by a fic I read years ago but when I reread it it just didn’t scratch the itch. It’s a mess of an AU, so many branching paths and no consistent timeline and probably at least 10k words of mess scattered around my drafts and 1k of them are probably the same words pasted into different draft where the situation goes a different direction. I have fun with it though, and I really like it which felt appropriate for this ask as well.

So without further ado, enjoy 537 words of Remy’s inner turmoil.

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You are fourteen years old, sitting with your best friend in his room. You’re pretending not to notice, but you can tell he’s looking at how the writing appears on your arm. You know he’s still mourning the fact his writing doesn’t appear on it anymore, and so are you.

Not that you don’t like your soulmate, he’s nice and his doodles are getting better, and you feel it in your bones you’ll love him when you see him, but you don’t think it’ll stop the weird grief you have about Virgil. He’s been your best friend since you were six, and for over two years he was your soulmate too. Until he wasn’t.

Looking back, maybe it was predictable. You two were kids, arms filled with possible soulmates that fate was still lining up perfectly. Nearly all of them would fade, and one day, for you, they did. You were left with one, like everyone figured would happen. You had already met your soulmate, you two would barely remember a day without that bond. Except the one wasn’t Virgil, and it could not have happened at a worse time.

You don’t think you could ever forgive fate for the shambles she left Virgil in, even if your soulmate is a god on earth. He lost so much that year because of stupid fate and you know he’s never been able to recover, so why should you love fate? You know she’s not kind, maybe she has been to you since that time but you’ve seen the cruel nature she harbors. You had to watch her break your best friend before either of you knew long division.

You take a deep breath. He just got back from the hospital, it’s not the time to go on one of your anger induced ramblings about fate. They make him sad anyway, and you’re supposed to be here to cheer him up. You try to focus back on the game in front of you, but your arm itches and you know it’s because fate is sinking her claws along the new markings, urging you to look and look and look.

You give in to her demands, sparing a quick glance down to relieve the hives like feeling dancing across your arm. It’s nothing important, just a few words asking you to remind him to ask for more stickers, you couldn’t even respond if you really needed to anyway. The itching fades as quickly as it began though, and you wonder how Virgil manages to never look at his own if you cave after moments? His soulmates are chatty too, from what you have gathered from the small things he says about them.

It’s most definitely not the time to ask though, so you once again adjust your grip on the controller in your hand and focus your vision back onto the game in front of you. It really sucks you have to finish the game for him, but he doesn’t want to wait the couple months for his cast to come off to see the end and you know he’d do it for you. You’ve been dying to talk about it with him anyway, and that is definitely a safe and happy subject.

#id put a read mkre but I’m on mobile and it’s not too long anyway #sorry to anyone that doesn’t care for sasi #sanders sides #Sanders sides lamp #implied lamp #sanders sides virgil #ts virgil #virgil sanders #remy sanders #I should prob give this AU a tag or something in case I ever post it again #fuck uh #SaSi hidden colors #now THAT is placeholder af but it’ll do #ask me about my hidden colors au if you wanna know more lmao

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lickoutyourbrains · 2 years

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69. What's your favorite fic right now? 💜🐝

Ooooof for the ones that I’m currently trying to write?? Jeez... uh.... I really don’t know how to pick between my Untitled Vampire AU and my 4AM fic, both for Sanders Sides. I think I might pick the vampire one only because I’m suffering massive brainrot for it rn three cheers for indulgent dukeceit lol

(Of the ones that I’ve published it’d be a tie between Sanguinary (MTMTE) and Self Rescue (Bleach).)

#brains answers asks

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christelightlavo · 2 years

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Inverted sander sides AU:-

Morality x immorality

Sky blue x orange

Morality!Patton represents Thomas's moral side. He is emotional and humorous , Patton represents the father/parental figure in the group, the inner child and Thomas' love of dad jokes.he's the embodiment of Thomas' niceness and courtesy.He is very orderly and laid back, and has a fatherly attitude towards people

Immorality!patton represents Thomas's immoral side. He most of the time comes of as emotionless and dull, he is more like the strict father who wants perfection. He hates dad jokes. He is the embodiment of Thomas's toxic thoughts about others and rudeness. He also tends to make Thomas insecure about himself. Could he considered an overbearing father at times.

Uniform :-

Anxiety x serenity

Purple x baby blue

Anxiety!virgil has a notable pessimistic personality. His tendency is always to adopt the most negative interpretation, or to imagine the worst outcome of any situation. In some cases, this appears to be a confidence issue, and he is simply trying to avoid setting Thomas up for disappointment.

Serenity!virgil has a calm personality, he always adopts the most positive interpretation and imagines the nest outcome of any situation. He is confident and tries his best to keep Thomas calm.

Uniform :-

Creativity x repetitiveness

Red x Dark red.

Creativity!roman is almost always cheerful, encouraging and rarely depressed. As a very energetic character, he cannot seem to sit still for a long time as he needs to be physically doing something.

Repetitiveness!roman is almost always depressing and discoruages any progress. Is very unenergetic character. He is kinda Thomas's laziness and mostly is always in one spot. Always stops Thomas from doing anything bizarre.

Uniform :-

Logic x illogical

Dark blue x dark orange

Logic!logan often uses sophisticated vocabulary when he talks. As Logan represents Thomas' logic, he tends to use a lot of research and facts in his arguments, He is also stubborn and can come off as abrasive or incredibly blunt.

Illogical!logan often uses extreme language when he talks. He represents Thomas's illogical thinking. He tends to confuse Thomas by making up random scenario's, and never backs his argument. He is laid back and comes off as a chill person.

Uniform :-

Deceit x honesty

Yellow x violet

Deceit!janus is the one who places a distance between Thomas and his lies. His appearance (his half-human, half-snake face) represents the term 'two-faced'. He is often sarcastic

Honesty! Janus is the kind mother, who nurtures their child. He is always kind and loving towards Thomas. He is the embodiment of Thomas's niceness and honestly. Sadly doesn't get to interact with Thomas much.

Uniform :-

Intrusive thoughts x silent thoughts.

Green X pink

Intrusive thoughts!remus Much like Roman, Remus is prone to reckless words and behavior. He himself says that there is no rhyme or reason to what [he] do[es]; [he] just do[es]! He craves attention, and being ignored or (figuratively) dressed down drives him to act even more chaotically.

Silent thought! Remus much like roman, is found in knew spot. But not because of laziness but because of shyness. There is always a reason to what he does. He is sorta Thomas's nice creativity but barely speaks. He hates attention, thus not sharing his creativity. Sometimes gives small silent thoughts to Thomas to get him going.

Uniform :-

#sanders sides #inverse #christelight's weird au's

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djpurple3 · 3 years

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Sanders sides au where janus is the kinda sheltered prince and patton is the thief

Patton breaks into the castle to steal smth expensive (bc his family cant ever seen to get out of debt and he's getting desperate) and runs into Janus sneaking out

Janus sneaking out to go hang out in the Cool Illegal Underground because yay teenage rebellion (he feels extremely stifled/he feels hes not given a fulle ducation abt the kingdom he is supposed to inherit so he's sneaking out to do "investigative journalism"

Janus:

Patton:

Janus: i wont call the guards if you don't on me

Patton:

Patton: deal

They end up keeping on running into each other again and again n falling in love lol

And then maybe patton has to execute a daring of janus bc he's been taken ransom at one point but janus has learnt enough thief skills of his own to break out and its POG

#sanders sides #patton sanders #janus sanders #moceit #sanders sides au #dj's au #dj rambles #fic idea #its like 2am but i didnt want to forget this bc i havent had sanders jnspiration in so long #janus figures out where patton lives and lowkey breaks into his home abd patton doesnt recognise him in the dark and pulls a knife on him #i want a cynical but still like... naïve janus #and a cheerful but also gritty patton #like he makes puns and laughs and stops to look after stray dogs but also he can has and will hold his own jn a literal knife fight #virgil was janus' bodyguard untilhe got fired for being Found in the illegal place (where palace staff are forbidden from going)#tho he was only following janus to keep him safe. never dobbed him in tho. they still meet up sometimes when janus sneaks out #i am surprisingly attached to this idea #moceit prince and burglar au

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kanene-yaaay · 3 years

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Full of Life

Random Notes: This fanfic contains Cheer Up Tickles, Mouth Tickles, Rapberries, Tickly Kisses, Gang Up Tickles, Nice Nicknames, Light Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and the power of friendship. This fic is about 3.000 words. This fic is Lee!Patton with Ler!Logan and Ler!Roman with also implied Lee!Logan. Virgil is mentioned. I did not prrofreaded this yet :’v.

Kanene’s Notes: Heya!! Holy gosh, I started this fic with a very clear direction in mind and then proceeded to ignore it xDD. Gosh, I literally forgot how natural writing can feel. I hope you have as fun reading this as I did writing it. <3

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Patton was not sure how Logan knew about the Blanket Rule, but he did. Maybe they talked about this one day.

About how, when Patton opened Logan's door and immediately went to hide under the grey comforter of his friend's room, that meant he didn't want any kind of contact. No touches. No words. No acknowledgment.

And Logan respected that. He was just so good like that.

Actually, in Patton's opinion, Logan was amazingly good at a handful of things, but especially in dealing with sad days.

They didn't expect sad days to go as smoothly as they did in each others' company, but now that they lived through tough and hard moments, it really couldn't go any other way.

Logan, for his part, didn't know how to comfort and preferred the silence instead of the possibility of saying the wrong thing and upsetting the person further, obligating him to deal with things he hardly understood, such as feelings. And, in Patton's turn, he would rather cry and let himself feel all the bad emotions far away from any judgmental eyes or unsolicited advices.

Now, Patton wasn't really sure what he had to offer on Logan's Bad Days, but the other confirmed that he helped with such certainty and unavoidable security that it left no other options than trusting on his words.

Patton trusted him. A lot.

The cat lover mused this sentence on his brain, trying to focus better on his senses than the overwhelming thoughts that fought desperately for his attention. It was also good that Logan's house wasn't the quietest, too. Above the heat that started to bring his mind to the present and to the now, Patton could hear the sound of Roman in the kitchen, talking fiercely on the phone, hitting by accident - between curses and 'Who the hell put this here?' - cabinets, pans and bouncy containers.

He chuckled. It was a low sound, barely there.

But still.

There was also the quiet sound of Logan moving the books and cups from his table, turning on his computer and typing.

Also, there were cars passing outside. Cars filled with people and sometimes even pets. There were purring cats and lazy dogs and families out there. Stars and fireflies and kids laughing because their parents finally gave in and bought them ice cream before dinner. There was the wind ruffling someone else's hair, a parrot learning new words and an old couple enjoying a cup of coffee on a low night who could, as well, be found outside.

There was so much life outside.

His hand touched his chest and Patton felt his heartbeats and the way his torso would go up and down at every breath. The way the comforter squished under his fingers in a feeling of soft and secure and...

There was life inside too.

There was a vivid life in the way Logan put one of their favorite movies, letting the opening to fly unashamed across the room in a silent invitation.

There was life in the way Patton knew that, the moment he opened the door, the smell of baked goodies would fill his senses and his heart.

And in the way the stars kept their light and the planets their rotation and meteors continued to fly around that gigantic amount of things we call the Universe, as if nothing else really mattered.

And...

And maybe that was true.

Maybe, while the stars were in the sky, the cats continued to purr, a child kept bothering their parents for a snack and best friends kept caring about you during your bad days...

Maybe then nothing else mattered.

Patton pushed the blanket away from him, taking a deep breath.

It was much less stuffy outside.

"Logan." The other turned in his direction immediately, fondly scoffing when he found the other making grabby hands in his direction. A couple of seconds later his hoodie was flying across the room and falling from Patton's awaiting arms, since his skill of catching things was still a work in progress.

After a few seconds and a couple more, Patton found himself melting on his friend's half hug, watching the movie - which had to be played again from the beginning, since when Patton arrived it was already in the middle of the plot’s clímax, but neither commented on it - and barely jumping on the bean bag when Roman opened the door with no discretion.

"If that is a sad movie that I hear I will slay you all. Except for you, Patty Cake, I will fight for you." He came in, phone still pressed between his shoulder and ear, his hands too occupied in not letting the bows full of cookies, popcorn, chocolate and a lonely pot of ice cream to fall. He lightly hit Patton's thigh with his foot. "Move, I'm gay."

"Hi gay, I’m Patton." He chuckled, that time it sounded a bit stronger.

"We are not eating this absurd amount of sugar." Logan replied, profusely ignoring Patton's pun.

"Thank you for your input, Microsoft Nerd." Roman answered with a joyful, fake tune, totally unfazed by Logan's half not-amused and half but-also-not-surprised stare. "If you have any complaints in regards to the attendant's service we ask for you to fill a complaint form that will be carefully read by our team, who will do their best to apply the necessary changes in a near future. Roman's company-" a loud gasp cut his words when Logan forcefully grabbed one bowl and took part of the cookies and chocolates inside it. "Hey! This is mine!"

"No, this is Virgil's. He won't be able to come for our movie night so he asked us to keep some food for him."

"Do you think if we watch more movies we will be able to wait for him to come back?" Patton questioned.

"I can't say for certain since I am not sure how long his date will be."

Roman snorted. "If I taught him well, he is not coming for tonight. Gotta enjoy the-" Patton shoved a cookie on Roman's face, successfully stopping his sentence.

"Nope!" He smiled, now proceeding to shove a cookie on his own mouth before trying to give Logan the same treatment, pouting when he saw that the other was already munching a sweet, eyeing him warily. He unpaused the movie. "He is my baby brother and I'm not thinking about that!"

The movie night started quiet. For today, quiet was more than nice to Patton.

Then, in the part when the protagonist learned that there was magic in her world, Logan grabbed his hand and started to trace lightly, in slow shapes all the way over the lines across his palm, his fingers sometimes traveling to his pulse and forearm in a few swirls before going back to the previous spot. A small, however permanent smile began to gleam on Patton’s face.

He knew this was going to happen. Logan was one of his first friends who discovered his liking for tickling somewhere on the beginning of their journey to their friendship, as well as how comforting that activity could be for him.

A faint blush still dotted his cheeks when he thought about that. Today was not an exception, the soft touches made butterflies wiggle their wings in excitement on his tummy, a wobbly tune taking over his smile, especially when he saw Logan’s slight grin at his quiet reactions.

Patton glued his eyes on the screen, refusing to acknowledge his friend’s antics, which led to a yelp escaping from his barriers when a hand rested on his side, pulling him closer to the half hug and sneaking a couple of pokes on the ticklish spot.

“You good, Pat?” Roman quirked an eyebrow in his direction and Patton felt his face get hottier, giggles beginning to bubble in his throat when the pokes evolved to a drag of fingers that went up to his ribs and then down, back to his hips, blunt nails spiraling and teasing carefully the sensitive skin. He did his best to not squeal and squirm away.

“Yes! I aham.” He beamed, trying to dislodge the walking tickles and dissipate the giddy energy spreading across his nerves. “I just really like this sce-eene!”

Logan hummed innocently under Patton’s pout thrown in his direction, as if didn’t just squeeze his side right when he was talking. “I believe it’s an important scene for the plot, yes.”

Roman squinted his eyes at the screen. "She's literally just asleep.”

“Yeah!” Patton giggled, scrunching his nose as he did so. “I think that part is very-” Logan decided that was a very good time to concentrate his efforts on prodding and exploring every single ticklish inch of his right lowest rib, knowing very well each weak spot and wasting not a single effort to put his best friend in stitches. Patton felt his resolve break, uncontrollable titters pouring from his lips. “Funny!” He squealed. “Very, very funny!”

“Really, can you explain why you think that, please?”

“Logan!”

“I am merely curious to understand your concept of humor, Patton.” Logan mused, finally letting go of his hand to attack his sides, making the cat lover to clap his hands on his mouth, hiding the snorts who were trying to fly from his lips. “Maybe I will even start to see why you’re so adamant on making so many puns on your daily basis.”

Patton shook his head, giving up from trying to not react to his friend’s attack in order to wiggle away from his curious hands and silly scribbly fingers. Sadly, he ended up making the mistake of turning his back to Roman, who, watching the whole ordeal, let a devilish smirk take over his face.

Before Patton could even protest against Logan’s words, two arms hugged him from bei, hands squirming to rest, in a mock of safety, on his armpits. “Hey, Specs, guess what!”

“No! Roman!” Patton squeaked, kicking at the feeling of one more attack concentrated on another ticklish spot, crackles beginning to paint his laughter here and there as Roman’s fingers began to tease the skin, his thumbs just barely twitching on the place, fingers clawing at his high ribs. “No, no, please!”

“Yes, Roman?” Logan answered, using the opportunity to give the other a break and stop his tickling.

“You know what I realized? That Patty Cake here,” Patton’s giggles only got higher when Roman decided to nuzzle his neck, words coming out muffled as they hit the sensitive skin. “Who has the purest, sweetest dazzling smile, haven’t told us how amazing he is today.”

“Nonono, please not this! Not this!” Patton turned to Logan, who was the more susceptible and within his field of view. He put the best puppy eyes he could muster through his giggles and uncontrollable titters that still fell from his lips. “Lo-lo,” he pouted in order to give his face a stronger power. Logan stared at him as a deed caught in the light. “Plehehea- nahaha!” A shriek flew from his mouth. “Roman, not fair!”

Roman smirked, dramatically preparing himself for another raspberry.

“Don’t even think about using your evil Puppy Eyes on our defenseless Microsoft Nerd!” He drowned Logan’s protest by making Patton shriek with another attack. Peals of loud laughter filled the room when he decided to release smaller raspberries, traveling from one side to other of the cat lover’s neck.

“Anyway,” Logan ruffed, concentrating a sea of squeezes on Patton’s knees as a revenge, relishing in the way his blush travelled over all his face when snorts and squeals began to become more and more frequent. “You were talking about making Patton tell us something?”

“Oh, yeah! I was thinking about being really nice today, since our dear Laffy Taffy Patty looks a bit tired.” As the words came out of his mouth, Roman changed his technique to something softer, watching amused as Patton wiggled non when he decided to drag his fingers on his sides, scribbling them to his chin - and, of course, resting a couple of kisses on his neck, he wasn’t a monster - and them tapping his way down, this time choosing to give a bit of attention to his shaky tummy. “So we could just make him admit something small and simple, really! You won’t even notice when the words come out, dear!” He changed his attention to the victim on his arms, hugging him close and nuzzling him.

“Please! Not there, not there!!” Patton tried to dislodge the other’s tickly affection from his ears and neck, but being constantly distracted by Logan, who kept sneaking horribly, unbearable scratches to the sensitive skin under his knees everytime he stopped trying to pry his hands from his legs. “I wihihill give you my cohohokies! All of them! Plehehease.”

“That is very kind of you, Patton. However, I think it isn’t very polite of you to interrupt Roman like that.” Logan tsked, now letting go of both his knees to concentrate his efforts in tormenting the weak spots of just one. “Please, I do ask for you to refrain from laughing about such a serious matter. I can almost believe you’re not taking your cheering up as seriously as we are.”

“I am! I am!!”

“Then why are you laughing?”

“Because you-” he snorted, shaking his head and closing his eyes. “You are t-tickling me!”

Logan’s eyes lit up with mischief, a playful wink being thrown at Roman’s direction before he returned his gaze to the previously-sad friend. “I can guarantee you I am not.”

“Falsehohohood!”

“Very well.” The one with an unicorn onesie lifted his arms, crossing them on his chest just as the other attacker also stopped his tickling. “See? I am not even touching you. And yet you’re still giggling yourself silly as, ah, Roman would say.”

Patton clamped his mouth shut, trying to keep the remainescent giggles trapped on his chest, a slight feeling of dejavu hitting him. He shook his head.

“No? You’re not a Smiley Laffy Taffy, you say?”

“Stop stealing my sweet nicknames!”

Just as the one with a big, truly gigantic smile would shake his head again, his giggling actually being subdued, Roman decided that was just the perfect moment to vibrate his hands on his lower stomach, his barrier crumbling, again, in a matter of seconds.

“Roman!”

“I see.” Logan mused, in between Patton’s high pitched squeaks when the other failed to cease his attack. “So, you're a serious case of Giggle Bug.”

“Am not!” He cried in protest, holding Roman’s pulse, not really trying to push it away.

“Oh, no!” Roman dramatically cried, fishing more laughter from the puppy lover. “What are we going to do Patton? Are we doomed to hear your cute, amazing giggly giggles and delightful laughter forever and ever and ever? What shall we do, Specs?”

Logan sighs, deep and serious, adjusting his glasses. “I fear there is nothing we can do except mitigate this unfortunate situation. As you can see…” Logan poked Patton’s torso, prodding some of the most ticklish ribs with a tiny, soft smile when the other bounced around, happy yelps pouring from his lips. He cleaned his throat, going back to the character. “This ribcage is full of all sorts of trapped squeals, snorts, squeaks, titters and giggles. As Patton’s friends, we must free them all to help him.”

“Crofters!” Patton suddenly blurted out, his laughter almost making the words untelligible. “I will tell you where Ro-ro keeps his Crof-nahahaha!” Patton squirmed when Roman kneaded his hips, a mischief glint still present on his smile. “Rohohoman!”

“Dishonesty! Trickery! Treason!” The one with red pajamas protested with a betrayed shriek. “Patton! After all the adventures we had gone through, after accepting you in my family as a brother, how could you do that to me? Oh, jail for friend! Jail for the Giggle Bug for one thousand of years!”

“I am sorry! I am very sahahaharrey!” Patton’s eyes widened when he saw Roman form a claw with his both hands, slowly descending them to his belly. “Waitwaitwait! Ro! Ro-ro! Ple-please!”

“No can do, Patty Cake.” Roman sighed in faux sadness, wiggling his fingers for a good effect. “Now I have no alternative except having to getcha, getcha, getcha! Your yummy tummy is all mine, now. ~”

But then nothing happened.

Roman’s hands stopped, leaving a puddle of giggly Patton to basically melt more in his embrace, lost in titters and phantom tickles.

“Oh,” Roman said, carefully, the tune of his voice making a shiver run across Logan’s spine. “Hello, Logan.”

Logan accepted his fate, trying another experimental squeeze at the dramatic friend’s side and receiving, just like his first try a few seconds ago, no reaction. He sighed. “I presume you’re not ticklish on your sides, then.”

“And I presume it just takes the mention of Crofters to make you turn the tables.” Roman gave Patton a last quick kiss on his neck, gaining another happy giggle before ruffling his hair. “Excuse me, Giggly Bug, it seems like our dear Blushy Bear is craving for a bit of my tickly attention right now.”

Patton hugged his sides, smile shiny as the sun, the clouds which previously assaulted him haven been already disappeared for a long time, now. His gleaming eyes glued on Logan, smile widening when he remembered he was the one who started everything.

“Get him, Ro-ro!”

And, as pleas and teases felt the air, Patton took another deep breath, letting his friends have some fun before he turned the tables at Roman, since he also deserved some good, nice tickles for being such a caring friend. Soon enough Logan’s laughter rang across the room and Patton only smiled wider.

Full of life, indeed.

#The beginning is quite sad but I swear it gets much lighter and fun in just some paragraphs #Finally managed to reduce my introduction I've been trying to do this for AGES but no idea appeared in my mind #<333 #Patton and Logan's friendship was so so incredibly funto write I can't believe I've been stopping myself to write logicality for years bc-#-I was afraid of not doing them justice #I am literally so happy I managed to finish this fic. I am so so proud of it. Finally I wrote some nice cheer up tickles #aaaaa #You can pry them being happy and having fun together from my very cold dead hands #Lee!Patton #Ticklish!Patton #Ler!Logan #Ler!Roman #Mouth tickles #Sanders Sides tickles #Sanders Sides tickling #Kanene's fic #Kanene's Fanfic #Human AU #Alternative universe #If you read this before I remember to edit and put the title no you didn't sdfrgthyujikcv #xD

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