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writingsoftheghost · 3 years

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Matrimonial Misunderstandings

Chapter 10: How do we tell him?

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They all stared at each other, Patton thought they were married? Why on earth would he think that? All of them? Even Deceit?

That did explain why they were all spending so much time together. Logan said that they had to tell him.

“It’ll destroy him!” Roman cried.

“You’re exaggerating,” Logan said with an eye roll.

Deceit shakes his head, “No, he isn’t. You know that’s gonna hurt him. And you know he takes things hard.”

Logan sighs, “Yes, but we can’t just let him believe this-this-”

“Lie?” Deceit offers.

Logan looks away, “You all understand that we have to tell him?”

They nod.

“I suppose you’re volunteering then?” Deceit asks Logan.

The logical side’s face falls, “Me? No, No,” he waves his hands in a ‘no way’ gesture, “I am no good when it comes to things like this, it will absolutely have to be one of you.”

“I’m not breaking his heart,” Virgil blurts out.

“Me neither!” Roman cries.

Deceit glares at them, “Oh, sure. I’m absolutely fine with telling him.”

“Great!” Roman exclaims.

“I was lying!” Deceit drags his hand across his face.

“Well, someone has to tell him,” Logan says.

They all start arguing instantly.

“Hey!” Patton calls from the top of the stairs.

Everyone freezes, “Why are you yelling?” Patton walks downstairs.

They shoot urgent glances to everyone around the room, they eventually all rest on Deceit. He glares at the trio, before turning to Patton.

Morality raises an eyebrow questioningly, Deceit gulps and decides to give it his best shot.

“We were just arguing over who would-” the other three sides all inhale sharply, Deceit glares at them again. Then he looks back to Patton, all soft eyes and gentle smile, and he realizes that he absolutely can’t do this “-over who would go ask you to sleep down here with us tonight?”

The collective breath they’d all been holding comes out in one soft rush.

Patton claps his hands together, “Awww! That’s so sweet! We can make a blanket nest!” He smiles at all of them and they do their best to hide the nervousness they feel, he grabs Deceit’s hand, “Come help me get some blankets!”

Deceit allows himself to be dragged upstairs, he looks back to see Logan shaking his head at him.

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I’m gonna try to work on this again, I’m so sorry for the long break.

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moxy--sanders101 · 4 years

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If we don't get to see these two interact at some point I will riot💚

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spoopy-butterfly · 4 years

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virgil in purple eyeshadow

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tranquil-space-ninja · 4 years

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Screenplay (Sanders’ Sides Soulmate AU)

Ft. Mociet and background Dukexiety

Based on this.

Tw: cursing, bullying, death, neglect

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Patton slammed his bedroom door shut and crawled into bed, pulling the covers over his head. Today hadn’t been a good day. Dad was on a business trip, and would be gone until next weekend. The other kids, Oliver in particular, had been going after him again. “Where’s Virgil now?” they asked. “Did he get sick of having to watch your ass?” Virgil, Patton’s best and only friend, was at boarding school, having the time of his life. Patton was happy for him, really, but he missed him, too. He wished he was five again. Because then he’d at least still have Mom, and he wouldn’t be moping in bed. They’d be in the kitchen, making snickerdoodles while Patton told her what had happened. She’d say something comforting and hopeful, because that’s who she was. Dad would come home from work at exactly the time he said he would, and he’d smile and play catch with Patton again.

Patton wondered where they would be if Mom hadn’t died overseas. Would he and Dad be shopping for suits? Would he have remembered Patton’s birthday?

He was turning sixteen tomorrow. That was the day he was going to get his soulmate. Virgil had already found his. A cool guy he’d met at boarding school. Virgil talked about him nonstop. He talked about his roommate almost as much, but not in a good way. Apparently, he was, “pure evil”. Pattom sighed and burrowed deeper under the covers. He wished he could be there with his friend, but Virgil had gotten into the school on scholarship. Patton’s grades weren’t nearly good enough for that, and he didn’t know how he’d convince Dad to pay the steep tuition, let alone get his attention long enough to broach the subject.

Patton stayed in bed, scrolling through his phone for the rest of the afternoon. At around five, he got up to start cooking vegetables so he could spruce up some ramen. After dinner, he took a shower, and got back into bed, watching Netflix until he fell asleep.

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School the next day was just as good as the day before. Patton went home and made himself some cupcakes. He got a call from Virgil just as he was about to order a pizza.

“Happy Birthday, Popstar!” His face lit up, though there was no one there to see him.

“Virgil!!” The older boy laughed softly.

“You sound happy to hear me.”

“I am! I miss you so much. How’s school? How are you doing?”

“I’m fine, Pat. School’s great. How are you? Have you heard your soulmate yet?”

“No, not yet!”

“Viiiiirrrrgillllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll,” someone wailed from the other side of the room.

“I’m talking to Patton,” he yelled. Virgil sighed, and Patton giggled.

“Was that Remus?”

“Yeah. He’s a gremlin. He’s my gremlin, but he’s still a gremlin.”

“Love you too, Veevee.” Patton laughed again.

“VIRGIL, PAY ATTENTION TO YOUR STUPID SOULMATE!!!”

“SHUT UP, JANUS! I’M ON THE PHONE!!!” Patton’s heart skipped a beat. That was the first time he’d heard Virgil’s roommate’s voice. He was yelling, but still.... It was beautiful, like a thunderstorm. “Anyway,” Virgil continued. “Where were we?”

“I haven’t gotten my soulmate yet?”

“Right--”

“VIRGIL!”

“Veeveeveeveeveeveevee--” Virgil sighed again.

“I’m sorry, Patton. I’ve got to go.” Patton’s heart sank a bit. “I’ll call you later, okay?”

“Y-yeah, sure!” Virgil hung up then. “Bye,” Patton said, voice cracking a bit. He ordered his pizza. Then he ate a cupcake while he waited for it to arrive. At least he wouldn’t have to cook for the rest of the week. The tears were slipping down his face before he realized it. He tried to wipe away his tears, but then he thought about why he was crying, and then he was bawling. He couldn’t stop. But then--

Ext. Day. A small park with picnic tables.

DAVID is sitting at a table scribbling in a notebook.

David: No, no no.....

Patton stopped crying and listened to the story playing out in his head. It sounded like this person was editing a short film. Every few minutes, they’d start at the beginning and start reading again, pausing every now and then. Each time they’d start over, the story was a bit different. His pizza was there in a few minutes, though, and the story stopped at about that point.

That night, after dinner, Patton wrote, “I liked that screenplay you were writing. Can I hear another?” He read it over, then waited.

Oh. That screenplay is the only one I’ve written. My roommate has a bunch of books, though. I could read one of those if you wanted?

Patton grinned.

That sounds great.

Alright, then.

Patton curled up in bed. His soulmate began reading from The Count of Monte Cristo. He grinned. Monte Cristo was both his and Virgil’s favorite book, and one of the reasons they’d started talking in the first place. Patton drifted off as the words his soulmate was reading.

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Patton shook his head, trying to focus. His soulmate was frantically editing the screenplay he’d read the night they met, and it was distracting. He caught sight of Virgil waving from a table in the corner. He was sitting with a taller guy with a moustache and a white streak in his hair and a guy wearing a hat. The one with a hat was hunched over some papers, making a bunch of marks with a red pen. Patton made his way over to his friend and hugged him tightly. “Hey, Virge!”

“Hey, Patton!” Patton looked over at the boy with the streak in his hair.

“You must be Remus.” Remus grinned and nodded.

“Nice to finally meet you, Pattycakes.” They shook hands.

“The bitch wearing the hat is Janus,” Virgil said.

“Shut up, Virgil,” Janus said without looking up. Patton’s soulmate stopped reading for a minute. “I need to get this done so I can film and edit it in time for the Film Festival.” Virgil rolled his eyes. Patton’s soulmate started reading again. He shook his head and walked up to the register and ordered a drink. When he came back, his soulmate had stopped reading and Janus had put away his papers and was playfully bantering with Virgil. Virgil grinned at Patton.

“Hey, Janus, I think this guy right here could be your Lee.” Patton sat down, frowning.

“What did you say?”

“It’s my screenplay,” Janus said. “It’s about this guy named David who has a meet-cute with a guy named Lee and they end up dating.”

“Look, David, I’m sorry. I’m sorry if you don’t feel the same, but I like you. I like that you take off your glasses when you’re concentrating, I like how angry you get when bad things happen, I like that you weave magic into your stories that leaves me breathless. I like you,” Patton rattled off immediately. Janus stared at him, wide eyed. Patton looked straight into his eye. “Your screenplay has been playing nonstop in my head since my sixteenth birthday.” Janus took a deep breath.

“Can I kiss you,” he asked. Patton nodded, and Janus leaned forward and gave him a swift kiss on the lips. “You’ve been amazing,” he whispered. “All the feedback--” Patton blushed.

“No, no, it’s an amazing film! You should be proud of it.” Janus smiled. Virgil cleared his throat, and Patton and Janus turned to look at him.

“Look, it’s great that you two found each other, but Janus?” Janus tilted his head to the side. “If you ever break his heart, I’m going to come for your fucking kneecaps.” Janus gulped and nodded.

“Noted.” Patton shook his head and smiled. Some things never change.

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writingsoftheghost · 4 years

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The Little Things

Based on this prompt about Virgil falling asleep in Janus’s lap and him crying because they haven’t been this close in years.

Virgil feels himself start to nod off, Janus had picked out the movie they were watching, and Virgil had seen it enough times already to not feel too determined to stay awake. It had been a few days since he had gotten a good night’s sleep, so a nap was sounding really great right then. He absentmindedly lays his head down in Janus’s lap, like he’d done a million times before, during a million other movie nights just like this one.But this time was different. Virgil hadn’t done this in years.

This wasn’t even their first movie night of the week, but it was the first one that Virgil had initiated himself. He didn’t know what had possessed him to do so, he just felt like he and the snake should watch a movie. He even let the reptilian trait pick the movie.

Virgil’s head lands in the scaled side’s lap and he instantly falls asleep. The familiar safety doing its job of making him relax just the same way it always used to.

Janus barely managed to muffle his gasp of surprise as the smaller side’s soft snores start up. Virgil. Virgil was asleep in his lap, Virgil had just curled up in his lap to sleep.

Janus lifts a shaky, tentative hand towards the smaller side, he gently and quietly starts stroking the emo’s hair. Virgil makes a soft noise of content and Janus is done for, hot tears start spilling down his cheeks.

Patton walks by on his way to the kitchen then, he pauses when he sees Janus crying on the couch. His brow furrows in concern, “Jan?” he asks softly.

The scaled side’s head snaps, “Shhh...” he hisses harshly.

Patton cocks his head to the side in confusion, Janus gives him a shaky smile and points at the sleeping side in his lap.

Patton’s eyes widen and he gives Janus a smile and a nod, he remembers the first time Virgil had fallen asleep on him, and he knew this was probably somewhat similar to that. He drapes a blanket over the sleeping side. He gives Janus one last look, before grabbing a snack and heading back to his room.

The room is enveloped in silence once again, Janus’s crying muffled by the hand not occupied by the constant stroking of Virgil’s hair.

A single tear falls from the snake’s face and he fails to catch it before it hits the sleeping traits face. Virgil’s eyes snap open.

He looks around quizzically. His face turns from confused to concerned when he sees the tears on Janus’s face. “Jay? What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” His voice is soft with sleep and laced with worry.

Janus stiffens for a second before reaching out to pat the side’s hand, he smiles warmly, “Nothing’s wrong, darling. Go back to sleep.”

Virgil sits up, eyeshadow darkening, “Did I do something wrong?”

Janus makes a noise in the back of his throat, “No. No, darling. This isn’t your fault. Everything’s alright, I promise. Now, why don’t you go back to sleep?” He lifts a scaled hand to cup Virgil’s face, “You look so tired, my little shadow.”

Virgil leans into the touch, a small sigh escaping him, “I still want to know why you’re crying,” he hums.

Janus gingerly pulls the other side into a hug, Virgil relaxes into the embrace, resting his head on the snake’s shoulder, “I just missed you...so much.” Janus whispers.

Virgil wraps his arms around Janus, “I missed you too,” he hums sleepily.

Janus chuckles fondly when he feels the smaller trait fall back into a deep sleep, apparently satisfied that everything was okay.

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Finally got this typed up for the second time! It’s been in my notebook for months!

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moxy--sanders101 · 4 years

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✨patton loves all his kiddos equally✨

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virgil-kain · 4 years

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Say anything

-selective mute roman sanders

-swearing

-self depreciating language

-kinda stimming at one point but not really, it's not exactly good, it leaves a slight mark, only briefly mentioned.

kinda angsty

if it dosent exist, write it yourself y'know...

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He wanted to sing. To answer a question without that silence filling the air. He could have done it. Just a week or so ago, words flowing from his mouth without hesitation. But now he just...couldn't. Roman couldn't speak and he hated it.

He couldnt tell you what triggered it, well he couldnt really tell you anything right now. But his voice wouldn't come even when he wanted too. Even when he tried. He knew it would hurt too much to speak. He'd said so many things wrong. It was better he didn't say anything.

He tried to ignore the sad glances from the others when he saw them for the short amount of time he had to socialize. He tried to ignore it when they said they liked it better when he spoke. He liked it better when he could too. But he just...couldn't.

He ignored it when he heard them complain about how annoying it was he wouldnt just speak. When they got annoyed because they didnt understand what he was trying to convey.

They suggested learning some sign language to make it easier but with Roman's expressive movements he found it too hard to pick up and remember what the movements meant even if the others could.

The obvious thing to do was write things down. Carrying around a pen and paper was easy, writing things down quick enough to contribute to conversation was another thing entirely. The awkward silence that surrounded them as they would pause to read was terrible. So he stopped writing unless he had too. And then stopped writing pretty much at all. His hands didnt want to cooperate his arms flinging now and again without control, hands shaking or needing to do something even when it was repeatedly tapping his wrist till a small mark formed unintentionally, before a word could appear on the paper. It would happen before but now the movements made him fell stupid, like he was immature, acting like a child.

He clicked a lot. To get attention when he wanted to answer or ask something. Then, an off hand comment that they weren't a dog stopped him. He stopped clicking cause he didnt want to make them feel bad. It didnt matter if he thought it was a simple solution. The others didnt like it so he wouldnt do it.

Most of all he hated how the large, enthusiastic movements he would make felt childish. How sometimes short noises would come out as he attempted to use simple words. When he would be called from another room and would normally answer in a booming, "Yes?" he was restricted to a strained "yunh," which barely reached them. He felt like a fucking child. Every time he felt more and more useless. He felt pathetic.

But even with all of this. there was a part of him that just...didn't want to speak. No matter how useless it made him feel there was something he liked about it. That sounded messed up and he knew it. It was... comforting wasnt the right word but it just felt better than speaking.

He knew the others didnt mean anything by their comments. They wanted the best for him but it hurt to see the sad smiles every morning they said hello and he couldnt respond. The soft, "I hoped..." trailing of to nothing as they realised he wouldnt respond properly. It stung. But he knew they didnt mean anything by any of it. So he wouldnt say anything.

He mouthed stuff and tried to communicate but it was just, so hard. He wanted to say something. Anything!

One time he did. A simple insult thrown back at someone as a joke. 8 words. He'd counted. 8 words in 1 week. He couldnt even rember them but he remembered the response. "Oh so now you can talk?" and it was a joke. It wasnt meant as anything so why did the words have to twist round his heart and make him quieter than ever before.

Maybe his voice would return. He wanted it to eventually. He was an actor after all. What good is an actor if they can't perform. Reading from a script, belting a song to an audience. He thought he could do that. If he had to. His voice could come then. Because it's not his words. He wouldnt have to worry about saying the wrong thing because there was only one thing to say. He wouldn't fumble over what to say or speak when no one wanted him to. He had a que and could stick too it.

But he just wanted to say something. Say anything.

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welp hope this turned out okay

I havent read over it xx

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princess-rosie · 4 years

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Sanders sides school detention au part 11

Part 1 (I learnt how to link things properly!!)

Lunchtime

*Janus and Remus approach Patton excitedly*

Patton: oh, hi guys

Remus: Patton! We’ve worked out a way for you to be with Logan!

Patton: really?! How?

Remus: all you have to do is break a rule tomorrow and get detention! Logan’s going to do the same and you can spend the whole day together!

Janus: and you can do this as many times as you want until you’re close enough to feel comfortable asking him out.

Patton: I... I don’t know about this, guys...

Janus: don’t you want to spend time with Logan?

Patton: of course I do, but-

Janus: well this is the best way. You obviously love Logan and being a perfect student isn’t worth you missing this opportunity- trust us, Patton.

Patton: ... okay.

Remus: yes! You won’t regret this!

Patton: hey, if I’m gonna break the rules.... I might as well go big, and have a little fun while I’m at it!

Remus: that’s the spirit!

Patton: oh, I have a great idea! Would you two confirm the plan with Logan this afternoon, then meet me by the pond before school tomorrow?

Janus: absolutely, consider it done.

Remus: yes! *raises his can of coca cola* here’s to true love!

Janus: *raises his water bottle* love and rebellion!

Patton: *raises his juice box* ANARCHY!

Janus: dear god Remus what have we done to him?

Patton: *giggles* don’t think like that. I’m seriously so, so glad I met you two.

Remus: so are we, Patton. So are we.

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*while this is happening, Roman approaches Logan*

Roman: hi, Logan, I spoke with Patton earlier and Remus told me his plan just now. I honestly couldn’t believe it. Are you seriously going through with this?

Logan: while it is impulsive, reckless and extremely unlike me, I am certain that this is what I want. I feel like, for Patton? I’d do anything...

Roman: *almost tearing up* that’s so romantic... Patton’s a lucky guy.

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