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warcats-cat · 1 year

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Pumpkin Seeds and Cherry Syrup

A/N: If people can have Christmas in July, then I can have Halloween in March! I had wanted to post this for Halloween but the time got away from me, and then it just felt too short. But I fleshed the idea out a little so, please enjoy some spoopy family fluff featuring a Human, a Gargoyle, and four puffballs of unknown species.

Once again a gift for my beloved @muppenthings, who's adorable AU's and OC's inspire me and comfort me more than words can say. I love these little nuggets so much <3

Also, as always, please let me know if I need to add any tags! Enjoy!!

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"Virgil…" Roman's voice was hesitant, nervous, "What is this?"

The gargoyle in question had the grace to at least look a little sheepish, as he tried unsuccessfully to hide the large knife he was holding behind his back. Instead of answering, the gargoyle's smile grew more nervous as he said, "You're home early."

Roman continued on to look around in stunned confusion, taking in the house around him. There were spider webs in every possible corner and crevice; plastic bats, both cartoon and realistic, hung haphazardly from the ceiling. The kitchen table was (thankfully) covered in plastic tarp, and on the counter was a line of incredibly detailed jack-o'-lanterns, each dedicated to a different classic horror film. The gargoyle's fangs dripped with cherry syrup blood.

"My brother brought some weed to the party and was trying to start something I didn't want to be around for…" Roman replied, looking around the suddenly spookified house. He dropped the backpack he'd been holding with a soft thud.

Chirping sounded from the kitchen table, and Roman moved a bit to see, sure enough, all four of the little muppets on the table. Seemingly painstakingly separating pumpkin seeds from pumpkin pulp.

All of them in little costumes.

Roman felt a little smile breaking out across his face. "You know, if you wanted to decorate, you could have just asked." Removing his shoes, he finally moved away from the front door to inspect the decorations. There were cartoonish pictures that changed depending on the angle you looked at. The windows were splattered with more cherry syrup. The living room looked like the Pumpkin King himself had thrown up on it.

The Muppets cheerfully greeted the artist, Heart sitting back in his hind legs and wheeking until Roman gave him a little scratch under his chin. The little blue puffball was dressed like a tiny pumpkin himself, right down to a little hat with the pumpkin stem.

Stormy was also fittingly dressed, with miniscule horns and devil wings. He squeaked at Roman with a surprising smile on his face, and then from behind one of the pumpkins pulled a piece of candy corn, cut in half. Roman really hoped Virgil hadn't given the muppet a lot of those…

Sherlock's costume was probably the most fitting: teeny goggles and a white lab coat. He seemed to be leading the group effort of cleaning the pumpkin seeds, but paused obligingly for an ear scratch with a low whistle.

Goldie's costume was by far the most confusing; they also had a little lab coat, but it had been cut down the middle, with a black suit/cape thing sewn to be the other half. They also had a little bowler hat balanced between their feathery antennae, and they peeped with their typical regal air in lieu of letting Roman pet them.

Roman gestured vaguely to the table, looking once more to his gargoyle roommate for help.

Virgil lit up a little more as he pointed to each Muppet in turn, "Obviously, our little phone thief had to be a mad scientist. And happy little buddy was kinda too cute to not dress him up like a pumpkin." He paused, reaching for Stormy, who hissed and snapped a few times before grumpily allowing Virgil to lift him. Virgil looked far too pleased with himself as he said, "devil baby."

Stormy squawked and began to wiggle once more until Virgil released him. With a final attempt at a menacing hiss (which sounded surprisingly similar to an upset kitten), Stormy waddled back to his pumpkin seed cleaning.

"Okay…" Roman watched the angry Muppet chitter to his friends, before a smile broke out on the artist's face. "You know, one of these days Stormy's going to leave something nasty on your head for when you wake up, and you're totally going to deserve it."

Virgil shrugged, still smiling himself. "Eh. He deserves it too." He shrugged, and finally gave Goldie, who had been waiting for their red carpet announcement with surprising patience, a little pat.

"Ok, but explain them to me." Roman asked, looking over the long-furred floof. They were purring under the attention, posing like a glamorous little fashionista in the gargoyle's hands.

"Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde." Virgil replied, looking sheepish. "I was having trouble with a good character for them, but they liked the cape and the little hat." He released Goldie back to the table with the others, who had apparently decided on a break and begun munching on some of the seeds.

"Speaking of," Roman started, taking another look at the extravagant decorations. "Where did you get all of this?"

"That craft store down the street." The gargoyle said simply. Roman let the silence hang for a moment, before prompting again.

"And where did you get the money for all of this?" He eyed Virgil playfully, but also a bit nervous. His budget was tight enough as it is. But Virgil simply shrugged again.

"Well, the store was open but nobody was there! I only grabbed a few things. Nobody followed me or anything." He looked almost proud of himself; almost smug. He knew fully well what he had been doing.

The stone trickster probably waved at the anti theft cameras on the way out, too.

Roman sighed, shaking his head, but he couldn't help the wide grin on his face. "I cannot believe you, but also, I'm not even a little bit surprised," he said. He finished putting his things away while the gargoyle carefully finished cleaning out another pumpkin, dumping the mess into (Roman assumed) the designated area for fresh pumpkin seeds.

Roman took his time walking through the kitchen, inspecting the different jack-o'-lanterns lined up there. It, The Thing, The Shining, The Exorcist, and Saw so far. There was a little bowl of water with various wood carving utensils soaking off vegetable matter in the corner.

"Where did you learn this? These are so cool…" Roman said softly as he took in the fine details.

"Black magic," the gargoyle responded simply with a mischievous smirk; Roman rolled his eyes, but said nothing more as Virgil grabbed a few tools from the bowl and lined up the freshly hollowed pumpkin.

The artist watched in rapt attention as the logo from the original Halloween movie began to take shape, wondering if this was what the gargoyle (or perhaps the muppets) felt when they watched him paint.

After a while, he spoke up again, "So… they know they can't keep all those seeds, right? They'll never finish them all before the seeds go bad…" Virgil only shrugged, taking a long time to carefully carve thin slivers for the light to shine through, as if he was creating shading on a pumpkin.

"You and me are gonna eat some of them too." The gargoyle finally replied.

At that, Roman moved into Virgil's view, raising an eyebrow in lieu of asking out loud. The gargoyle shrugged again.

"I heard you and Re talking about Halloween a week ago, okay? You sounded like you missed being a kid a little bit. So I've got the Bugs cleaning the seeds off, and we'll bake most of 'em for them, but you're gonna show me how to roast a couple cupfulls like you said your mom used to, and we're gonna watch scary movies."

Roman felt his face warm up a little, and he looked away for a moment.

"That's, uh, really nice of you, Virge." He said softly.

The gargoyle grinned again, all sharp teeth and excited eyes. "Don't know what you're talking about; this is an entirely selfish endeavor." Virgil said, but Roman only shook his head. His trickster roommate had really gone all out for this after all.

Roman left the gargoyle to his work, wanting to watch the muppets a while. It looked like Sherlock was leading the efforts, but all four of them were working equally. Sherlock and Goldie were passing the seeds along, inspecting each one as they went. Every once in a while, one would make a high whistle, pull the seed from the pile, and nimbly toss the wet mush over the side of the table, into a bucket that had been placed on the floor.

After the seeds passed inspection, Heart and Stormy would pull them along and carefully clear the gooey pulp away with their tiny paws, scooting the brightly colored mush along a little trail which also went over the edge of the table and into the bucket. It was impressively efficient, and the way the four worked so harmoniously only more strongly reminded Roman of a little family. They chirped and whistled at each other, probably talking as they worked.

"You guys are so talented," Roman said, without thinking. All four stopped for a moment and looked up at him at the interruption, but they didn't look upset. Smiling, and blushing a little, Roman continued in earnest, "Really, it's super cool to watch you work together like this."

Heart lit up immediately, tapping his tiny front feet on the plaster tarp and wheeking again, as if he was a puppy who had done a particularly good job at something. Stormy hid his face under one paw and his little cape, but whistled a few notes as well. Goldie, regal as ever, simply posed and peeped at him with their little nose in the air like a debutante.

Sherlock's was the most adorable reaction, the little blue ball of fluff preened at his words, and Roman could see his feet tapping excitedly as he went back to work; not as big and vibrant as Heart, but clearly glowing with the praise.

Roman made a mental note to tell him he was a good boy more often, because despite being a little thief, Sherlock was very intelligent, and it was obvious the praise was a welcome surprise.

Roman felt a tap on his left shoulder, and immediately fell for the gag, looking left and seeing nothing before finding the gargoyle on his right, grinning like a spoiled cat.

"I took the pumpkins outside. Ready for some movies?" He asked, faux innocent.

"Yeah, whatever," Roman said, lightly punching the Gargoyle's arm and laughing.

The muppets finished cleaning the seeds with surprising speed, and the human and gargoyle spread most of them out on a baking pan to be dried, while about ⅕ of them were tossed into a pan to be roasted with butter and a little salt, and perhaps a few spices that Roman added last minute, to pay homage to his mother's not-so-secret recipes.

They ended up watching more kids-oriented Halloween movies, mostly for the Muppets' benefits, but it was still fun. A long night of Hocus Pocus and Scooby Doo and The Nightmare Before Christmas, among others, which left all four fuzzballs enraptured. Virgil had clearly found a spooky little kindred spirit in Stormy, and the two tricksters (Roman likes to call them Mortal Frenemies) only threw seeds at each other for about thirty minutes. (The muppets, of course, were eating seeds without butter, although Stormy and Sherlock teamed up in the middle of Coco, trying to steal the more savory treat.)

In Roman's mind, it was way better than a party. It was Halloween with his family again; memories of being ten, and falling asleep on the couch with the muppets nestled close together in a warm, purring pile on his stomach.

#warcats writes #muppen floof au #the floofs #sanders sides fanfic #sanders sides #sanders sides au #familial DLAMP #nonbinary Janus Sanders #Patton sanders #Logan sanders #Roman sanders #Virgil sanders #there are two virgils #Halloween Fluff #fluff without plot

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prince-rowan-of-the-forest · 2 years

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Fantasy AU Logan!!!

This design gave me so much trouble oh my goodness - but I think it turned out well!!!

I love his stars so much. They glow in the dark, as do the twinkles in his eyes. They also get dimmer/brighter depending on his feelings. It makes him much easier to read since he doesn't really outwardly show emotions often...

Click for better quality jeez Tumblr butchered this, also don't be shy to reblog <3

The others:

#sanders sides #art #sanders sides art #digital aritst #logan sanders #logan sanders art #ts logan #teifling #teifling!logan sanders #rowans fantasyau #he has horse hooves #and wears horse shoes #because its polite #also Patton and Roman both like to play with his tail floof #though Patton is the only one he actually allows #because Patton is just a cute lil fluffball

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multifandomboii · 2 years

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Crying party at my house, 8PM. Everyone's invited!

#ollie bearman #oliver bearman #jack doohan #logan sargeant #theo pourchaire #isack hadjar #arthur leclerc #dennis hauger #and everyone else who were unlucky #I have blankets + hot cocoa + good films + gummie candy + tissues + two floof dogs #liam lawson #marcus armstrong #charles leclerc

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insomniac-jay · 11 months

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Mar'i Grayson Titans

Teen Titans reporting for duty!

I know we'll probably never get Mar'i back with the likes of T*m T*ylor at DC but the Dickkory truther in me can both dream and write better than him.

In order from top left to bottom right: Mar'i Grayson, Lian Harper, Irey West, Robbie Long, Ceridian, Steven Logan-Stone, Cade Wilson, Rhea Beecher Duncan, Corazon Reyes, and Augustina Thomas

@floof-ghostie @calciumcryptid @peachyblkdemonslayer @autisticichihime

#dc comics #mar'i grayson #nightstar #irey west #thunderheart #lian harper #cheshire cat #teen titans #next gen au

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muppenthings · 1 year

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In all of our gifts to the floofs we have forgotten the *most important* gift of all.

A tiny tie for Floof Logan.

💜🐝

He's very happy with his tie~

#Ask #💜🐝 anon #floof au #Muppen doodles #This was sent in before the prompts but I doodled it~

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most-fuckable-character-showdown · 11 months

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I humbly submit in:

Logan Sanders from Sanders Sides (cmon the fandom literally argues over him or Janus being the hottest sides and Janus has already been submitted in a ton already)

Eda Clawthorn from The Owl House (floof)

Bill Cipher from Gravity Falls (👁️👁️)

Onceler from The Lorax (👁️👁️)

Garnet from Steven Universe (those hips don’t lie)

And finally, this Pokemon made by Markiplier/MatPat https://youtu.be/oZ01jRfT9oI (scientifically proven and confirmed by Markiplier to be fuckable to at least himself)

Thank you for your submissions!

For the last one please give me the characters name I don’t have to watch the video

#mfc showdown

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uh-e-rinnie · 2 years

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love how you draw all the sides hair differently

i have a simple way of remembering how i do all their hair really

Virgil - Flat Floof

Patton - Just Floof

Janus - Basic ass hair cause he wears a hat all the time anyways

Roman - Swoopy with a strand of silver

Remus - Swoopy but the other way and with a lot of silver

Logan - Slick back stressed out

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faccal · 2 years

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Listen, listen listen listen LISTEN!

I never shipped ocs with characters. I created OCs, shipped them with each other, etc. I discovered ghosts, and over the course of five years, have created OCs to fit into my aus for them. None of my OCS are self inserts (Bas has my mental state, but honestly he's not me, he's just a dude. Little floof. Cala is my baby I love her. Badass lesbian that will kick your ass no shame.) And I don't ship myself with any characters, however, I have only recently discovered I have characters that I genuinely enjoy shipping with the Ghost boys.

Ephaltes is pretty much a whore no matter what, a pan man who has expressed interest in both Logan and Hesh. (Hesh more in the Dragon Universe because David is a prince and Ephaltes just likes him. He's pretty) but while I don't actively ship Hesh and Ephaltes, I do enjoy the option, lmao.

I don't ship my ocs with already existed characters, but, I love, love LOVE putting them in situations with the Ghosts. It creates added drama, angst, and comedic scenes that bring me (and hopefully you guys once I get posting again) some joy.

Also in the fandom wiki, supposedly Keegan had a little brother named Daniel. I literally snatched that man so fast, made him an OC, and now he's going to be in random fics and aus whenever I get the chance.

I'm not sure where I was going with this, but I do enjoy placing Ephaltes in random relationships that suit him. Idk, he's not a perfect man, and in a few fics is a side antagonist, but he do be liking the Walker brothers, and I'm not gonna stop him from trying to shoot his shot XD

#call of duty ghosts #logan walker #david hesh walker #oc ephaltes wraithbane #ocs #random bullshit in my head #i swear there was a point to this

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jynzandtonic · 4 years

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i am on my fucking knees. sweet fluff with Clyde where you teach him how to dance

HELLO IVY LOVE 🖤 Please accept these thots.

“Darlin,” he huffs, concerned. “I dance like I got two left feet—”

“That’s no reason not to dance.”

“—and no left hand—”

“Never bothered me.”

“—and what if someone sees? Blunderin’ around with a pretty lil’ thing like you…”

“I’ll close the blinds,” you say, making your way to the wide, wood-trimmed windows and snapping the slats shut.

It’s just you and Clyde in the bar enjoying the lazy afternoon—folks won’t start comin’ round for a few more hours—and the song that comes on the jukebox makes your heart go topsy-turvy. You just can’t resist.

“Come here, you,” you grin, waving him over.

He drops his head, looking all too much like a big puppy as he makes his way to meet you in the middle of the floor. Try as he might to pout, the corners of his mouth pull up of their own accord when you slide your body flush to his. You grab his wrists and pull them around you, bringing his hands to rest on your lower back.

As your arms lace up and over his shoulders—warm and solid beneath you—you rock up on tiptoes to whisper in his ear: “I’ll even let you grab my butt.”

He chuckles, a smile breaking freely across his face. “Will ya now?” His good hand dips lower, giving your ass a squeeze and pulling you closer to him. “That wouldn’t be a very gentlemanly thing for me t’do, darlin’, would it?”

You wink and say you won’t tell a soul.

His eyes are bright and soft when you lean up to find his lips, kissing him sweetly as you start to sway in time with the music, pulling him along with you. You tuck your chin to rest your cheek against his chest—and god, it feels so good to hear his heartbeat.

“What should I be doin’?” he asks, sounding concerned.

“Just this,” you smile. Your head doesn’t leave his chest.

The jukebox plays; the wood floor creaks underfoot. You and Clyde rock gently to the melody. His voice is soft in your hair when he finally speaks. “Ya know, this is… nice.”

#ask #insatiable ivy #jyn z thots #clyde logan #FLUFF #floof #floooooooof #clyde logan x reader #clyde logan/you #clyde logan x you #clyde logan imagine #clyde thots

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hydra-collector · 4 years

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i guess these are design refs? idk i was kinda bullshitting for patton bc i dont draw him enough to come up with v much. probly wont ink and color this cause this already took long enough hfhjfh

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warcats-cat · 2 years

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Saturdays

Read on Ao3 here!

A/N: Hi friends!! This one is special to me, based on one of my favorite Sanders Sides AU's to date! Its a very cute au belonging to @muppenthings called the Floof AU! Basically, Logan, Janus, Virgil, and Patton are small and fluffy creatures similar to a bug-hedgehog hybrid, living in a human Roman's prized rose garden. A gargoyle version of Virgil is also there, having been gifted by Remus and now spending his time protecting the garden from threats. I HIGHLY recommend you check it out! It is very very cute.

As always, please let me know if I missed any tags!

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“Patton, you have a ladybug on your ear.” Logan chirped. His own ear twitched, almost sympathetically, imagining the itchiness of the smaller insect. However, Patton seemed unbothered, smiling excitedly back at Logan.

“She’s my new friend!” Patton chirped back. Logan tried to roll his eyes, but couldn’t help his own fond smile. Patton wiggled and tapped his feet a few times, and then began to wander away to show the others.

Only Patton. Logan shook his head, still smiling, and began the slow but worthwhile climb up the corner rose bush. It had been seven days, which meant their human Roman had (most likely) set out a snack for them. Logan wasn’t sure what was so special about the seven-day cycle, but it was certainly not an offering he would refuse.

Virgil and Janus should be rousing from their sleep soon, and Patton would bring them along. Logan would never be so rude as to start without his hivemates, but it was exciting to be the first to see what was out. The path up the rosebush was familiar, easy to climb (if rather tall for them) and comfortable under his feet.

He stopped momentarily, finding a small colony of aphids, and taking the time to carefully pick them off the flowers and leaves. Roman was especially attentive with his prized roses, and these were the soft lilac ones that he already had so much trouble tending. There were barely any aphids; they must have found their way into the garden overnight.

Luckily, they wouldn’t spoil his treat.

Looking down, Logan saw that Patton had managed to wake Janus, who was climbing up behind Logan. Their long back fluff twitched and danced, expertly avoiding snagging on thorns or smaller branches. They chirped a simple greeting up to Logan, who chirred in return.

Virgil was less awake, leaning against Patton tiredly as he was nudged towards the bush. If he wasn’t careful, he would miss his own treat.

Logan smiled to himself and continued climbing, reaching the top with ease and moving carefully onto the familiar ledge.

Sure enough, the smaller house-opening (which Roman called a window) was opened just a crack, and Logan could see the inner mesh had been lifted as well. Roman had cut a slit in the mesh, so Logan and the others could enter and exit the den as they pleased.

Janus was a surprisingly frequent visitor; they enjoyed the large den’s coolness on especially hot summer days, and Roman had built a smaller version of his large den, and left them interesting things to explore and play with (although he had never returned the strange and wonderful glowing rock-thing that Logan had so enjoyed. And his efforts to bargain for it had gone unanswered.)

Roman himself was sitting at the window, looking out into the morning sunshine and sipping his flowery liquid (tea, Logan reminded himself. Roman called it tea.) The mesh opening had been lifted, and sure enough, Roman had set out a few small dishes of treats for their seven-day offering.

“Hello” Logan chirped, noticing Roman’s bright eyes on himself.

“Good morning, Muppets!” Roman said to the four generally, as Janus and finally Patton and Virgil joined Logan on the ledge. Patton cooed in lieu of a greeting, knowing Roman couldn’t understand them anyway. Virgil simply grunted, making his way quickly towards the dishes, looking for sweet water to make a mess in.

Janus walked past the offerings entirely, their intentions fully fixed on the little set of brushes that had been mounted on the window. Janus very rarely partook in the seven-day offerings, spending the time brushing out their long tufts of fur in a way that the Logan and the others simply couldn’t manage with their own tongues or paws. They did this almost every morning, and Roman was meticulous in keeping the brushes clean for them, which it was clear Janus appreciated in their own aloof way.

There was a splash, and Logan turned to see that, indeed, Virgil had once again plunged his entire face into his little dish of sweetwater. Logan and Patton would have to help him groom his face again, but Logan smiled despite himself. Oh well.

Patton had been left a soft loaf, just smaller than the size of his own head. He received one every fourth cycle, and Patton performed his own excited dance for Roman in thanks before tucking in. Roman has eaten a much larger one once while sitting with them for a picnic, and a few pieces had broken off and fallen for Logan and the others to investigate. Patton had snatched up whatever he could, allowing the others only the barest nibbles; it was perhaps the only time Logan had ever heard him growl.

Roman chuckled above them, sipping his tea again. “Someone is excited for snickerdoodle day.” He said softly, only really to himself. Logan heard the fondness in Roman’s voice, though, and began to purr to him, sharing the happiness. Roman was human, and couldn’t answer the sound, but he was family none-the-less.

Janus did turn for a moment to answer Logan’s purr, reinforcing their sentiment. The low rumbling sound ended as they nodded to each other, Janus turning back to their brushes and Logan finally going to investigate his offering.

The little dish was filled with a deep purple goo, little pieces of fruit mixed within. Jam.

Logan almost always received a dish of sweet goo, every time a different fruit. He didn't think he would ever tire of the sour-sweet flavors. Today was blueberry, the little fruits soft in Logan’s mouth. They didn’t crunch like crickets, but they almost popped, especially the little ones. There really wasn’t anything like them in the garden; even aphids were just a little too hard.

He took his time licking at the offering, savoring each bit. He was careful to keep as much of his face clean as possible without wasting a drop. Not that Logan was unwilling to share with the others, but truly, he wasn’t a fan of messes anyway. This was his treat, and he would enjoy it in his own way.

Roman proceeded to tell them about his upcoming day. He called offering day Saturday, and it was usually the day he spent either outside tending the garden, or inside his den making strange messes on sheets that he called paintings. Logan secretly hoped Roman would spend the time outside today, so their whole hive could bond.

Logan looked over to the others; Janus had finished their brushing, and was carefully nibbling on a small cut of something savory which Roman called chicken. Janus had never been one for sweets, but Roman had discovered very quickly what each of them liked, and provided in carefully measured abundance.

Another sign of a good hive-mate.

Today, Roman was bringing his colorful messes outside to ‘enjoy the sunlight’. He chattered above the four of them for a bit, sipping tea and watching them enjoy their offerings. Logan looked over to find that Patton was now sprawled stomach-up on the dish where the loaf had been, Janus was licking their delicate paws, and Virgil remained face-down in the bowl, apparently blowing bubbles. Logan licked at the last of his jam, and moved to nudge at Patton.

Patton purred in lieu of saying anything; his stomach was full and it was likely he would nap where he was for a while. Meanwhile, Roman finished his tea, and expertly set it inside and out of Virgil’s reach, before leaving the window for a moment. Looking back into the garden, Logan could see that Stone-Virgil was now awake as well; at least, as awake as that one could become.

“Saturday, already?” Stone-Virgil called in to Roman. Roman made a loud humming noise from his kitchen, fetching the most curious offering of all.

Logan had never seen Stone-Virgil eat, and as far as he and the others knew, Stone-Virgil simply didn’t. Logan didn’t know just how Stone-Virgil stayed alive, but as acting protector of the garden, it wasn’t really Logan’s place to question. Still, Roman came outside through the larger den-opening which he called a Back-Door, bringing the seven-day offering for Stone-Virgil.

This offering was a stick, which Roman set carefully on a strange-looking plate with a hole in its center. Roman produced a tiny fire in his fingers, burning the top of the stick for a few seconds before blowing it out again, producing a funny-smelling smoke. Stone-Virgil offered Roman a small smile in thanks, but otherwise left the stick of smoke alone. He would do this every Saturday; and Logan wished he could ask Stone-Virgil what the stick did, and why didn’t he eat it?

It didn’t even seem like one of Janus’ brushes! Or one of the other toys! They both just left it there, until it stopped smoking a few hours later, and Roman would take the dish and the leftovers of stick and ashes back inside his den, never to be seen again.

Logan nudged Patton again, who interrupted his own purring to chirp, roll over, and bat the top of Logan’s head lovingly with one of his paws.

“Will you just nap today?” Logan chirred.

“Maybe.” Patton squeaked sleepily. His eyes were shut, and the sunlight was at a perfect angle. The garden was quiet, and the pests had been cleared. It would be the perfect day for a nap.

Logan rubbed cheeks with Patton, wishing him a good nap as the other rolled back onto his back, and moved over to where Janus was watching Virgil with feigned disinterest. Their fur was carefully brushed clean, and they offered a polite tap of their heads together before deciding Logan would be enough to keep Virgil from making himself sick, and Janus began the careful crawl inside to hide away from the early summer heat.

Logan poked Virgil’s side, which made the other squeak indignantly and lift his head. All of the fur on the front of his face was totally soaked, and within an hour or so it would become sticky if he wasn’t cleaned. Logan couldn’t help a giggling trill at the sight of his hive-mate.

“Can I help you?” Virgil grumped, rubbing a paw over his face and licking some more sweetwater off.

“You’re going to be sticky.” Logan informed him, earning an eye roll.

“It’s my treat. I get to do what I want.” Virgil responded petulantly. Logan trilled again, standing up on his hind legs and placing his fore-paws on Virgil’s head, licking at a tuft of fur that he knew Virgil wouldn’t be able to reach with his own paws.

Virgil grunted, muttering about cleaning himself later, and gently but firmly pushed Logan off. Logan huffed fondly as Virgil once again shoved his face into his dish, and left the other to his own fun.

Roman was bringing his supplies out into the garden while Stone-Virgil was watching something outside the walls with deep interest. Logan whistled as Roman walked past a second time, getting his hive-mate’s attention long enough to jump onto the human’s shirt and climb to his shoulder. Roman was startled at first, but as Logan settled himself, the human laughed his own deep rumbling chuckle. They ambled back to the center of the garden, where Roman had set up a thin wooden structure on which he had set one of his stiff fabric things.

“What should I paint today?” Roman asked, tilting his head towards the shoulder Logan was standing on. Logan tapped his front feet a few times, before chirping,

“What is paint?”

Roman still couldn’t understand him, so an answer was not likely forthcoming, and instead, Roman hummed and smiled, saying “Alright, that sounds good.”

Logan shook his head, wondering if Roman thought they couldn’t understand him, and clicked a few times in the back of his throat as if to agree with Roman anyway. Logan settled himself on the smooth fabric of Roman’s shirt, using his middle two paws to gently anchor himself without causing damage to the shirt or causing himself discomfort, and watched as Roman began to mix colorful muds of some kind or another.

The day passed easily like that, with Roman occasionally chattering nonsense at Logan and slowly creating a picture on the stiff fabric in front of him. Stone-Virgil patrolled and tended to the others as he saw fit; at one point he even brought a rather unwilling looking Virgil and a contented Patton to the stone dish that he and Roman both called the bird bath and set them in the shallow water. Virgil grumbled but didn’t struggle as Patton helped to groom his face and fur, and then the pair busied themselves splashing about in the water.

Janus was also retrieved, but they preferred not to get wet if they could avoid it, and sat on a little ledge near the rest, where they could all whistle to each other and enjoy the company.

Stone-Virgil and Roman talked of human things; of Roman’s brother Remus, of work, of threats to the garden. Something called a competition was coming up where Roman would be taking a few of his roses for some human reason, and they would have to be given extra care in the meantime. Logan made a note of this to tell the others later in the evening.

The sun slid slowly and smoothly across the sky above, and finally, Roman’s painting was taking shape. It was of them, it seemed; Logan and Patton, and Janus and Virgil. All of them as they had been after their offerings had been eaten. Patton performing his tapping dance which he had done in the morning. Janus delicately licking their fore-paws. Logan leaning back on his hind-paws, licking at a tuft of Virgil’s hair, while Virgil’s tongue stuck out. It was cute, Logan decided. It was amazing that their human could re-create the memories so beautifully. Logan leaned his head slightly, bumping into the side of Roman’s neck in affection. The human wouldn’t know exactly what it meant, but Logan knew he would still somehow understand. Their big, strange, wonderful hive-mate knew they loved him. He was family now.

Logan found himself wondering if they could spend next Saturday in the same fashion.

#warcats writes #sanders sides #sanders sides au #Floof AU #familial DLAMP #Logan Sanders #Patton Sanders #Virgil Sanders #Janus Sanders #Roman Sanders #nonbinary Janus Sanders #tw bugs #tw bugs and insects #there are two virgils #Based on Muppenthings Floof AU #this is so fluffy #muppen floof au

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Deceit freckin’ Sanders

ya know what. It took me since Dee was first introduced up until about a month ago to realise I LOVE HIM. Like?? HOW??? Can??? You??? Not??? Like, yeah he’s a little rough around the edges, but so was Virgil. Maybe Dee is a bit more extreme but if you actually look at it, he’s doing what Virgil did. But, in honour of me finally realising Deceit Sanders is my lil’ slimy boi, here's me some Head Cannons I have come up with;

Deceit + Virgil Platonic: Virgil slowly realising that Deceit has fallen down the same path he did before he was accepted and slowly helping him integrate himself into the group by yelling discussing with the others why Deceit is valuable and need as part of their team Romantic: Virgil being the only one who gets what Deceit is going through and so he the snaky boi gets a mad schoolboy crush that Virgil notices but he doesn’t wanna do anything until Deceit is in a better mindset. Deceit kisses his cheek once and from them on, Virgil is high key gay and proud of his soft but slimy boyf

Roman + Deceit Platonic: Roman walking in on Deceit crying in the kitchen because he broke a mug on his foot and there’s blood everywhere and he sees Roman watching him and before Roman can even ask is he okay, Deciet is already apologising and saying he’ll clean it and is going to grab a towel and wincing as he takes a step and Roman realises just how fragile the boy is. And he just holds him and lets him cry it out. Romantic: Classic enimes to lovers trope. Roman hated Deceit until he saw him in a whole new light. Deciet is just tryna help Roman after Logon got mad case he missed a deadline by making him brownies. And they turn out really nice! And he walks to Roman’s room and leaves them their as a sercret but Roman catches him and soon realises that Dee is always helping them, him especially

Logon + Deciet Platonic: Logon being salty after the video where Deceit shuts him up and when he goes to shout it out, see the poor boy crying in his balck hole of a room. Notices the words on the walls of horrible messages. Confronts Virgil about it and Virgil explains that for the dark sides, every bad thing someone thinks of them, gets written on their walls so that they continue being dark. (Virigl was never a dark side, more of a mix between the two but he usually stayed with the dark side because they accepted him more than the others at first). Logon realises that he needs to talk to the others but first brings Deceit into his room away from those messages. Romantic: Logon falling in love first after Deceit explains that the only reason he lies is so Thomas can protect himself. he doesn’t want him to be alone, so whats wrong with lying to a friend about where he was? He doesn’t want Thomas to get hurt, so whats wrong with imbelishing the truth? After Logon explains the negative side of Deceits plan, the two work out a better way for Deceit to help Thomas without actually hurting them. And they both are hella gay and realise that they like each other and its just pure fluffly goo

Patton + Deciet Platonic: When Patton first sees Deceit all he can think is “Yay! New friend!” and goes out of his way to help Deceit. And after a few failed attempts, he find progress! He’s there when Deceit needs to talk and yeah he doesn’t agree with everything but, he does understand that Deceit is just a sappy boi at heart. And OH MY GOD, all the puns they share, and Deceit shows Patton how to make brownies (can you tell I really want brownies?) Romantic: Deceit falling headover heels whenever Patton’s nice but he’s Patton. He’s nice to everybody. ‘he only gave him that extra portian as a friend!! He only hugs him for longer than the others because they’re friends! He only... kisses his cheek as friends...!...?’ A very red Deceit eventually confesses and Patton laughs and kisses his cheek, saying how he wondered how long it’d take for him to come forward and admit it.

DLAMP Plantonic: The trio (Roman, Patton, Logon) finding a very scared Virgil and a very broken Deceit and treating them like they’re lost puppies. Clothing them, feading them, helping them when things get to bad. And just think onsies! And movie nights! And pillow and/or popcorn fights! The possibilities!

SO! MANY! POSSIBILITIES! I actually can’t narrow one down as my favourite but you can all pick your own or add on!

#sander sides #deceit sanders #virgil sanders #roman sanders #logan sanders #patton sanders #thomas sanders #sympathetic deceit #floof #dlamp

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