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[thepunmaster]

I posted 28,265 times in 2022

That's 21,509 more posts than 2021!

157 posts created (1%)

28,108 posts reblogged (99%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@anarchistmemecollective

@ahrva

@dysfunctionalroomba

@the-village-dunce

@made-nondescript

I tagged 1,724 of my posts in 2022

#double lifeblogging - 52 posts

#anon.txt - 20 posts

#unreality - 16 posts

#described - 14 posts

#pattoncakes! - 11 posts

#reblog game - 11 posts

#time for crab - 10 posts

#dsmp - 10 posts

#ai generated - 9 posts

#what - 9 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

We have decided to make a new pinned post to reflect some changes, and the fact that we wish to be fully open about being a system.

Hello, we are the Puns System. We are traumagenic and have over one hundred members. Our collective pronouns are he/they/fey, and we enjoy poetry, animals, and various fandom-related things.

Our blog for original posts is @theoriginalpunmaster, and our system-related sideblog is @themanypunmasters.

We tag things as #x tw, #tw x, or #x mention. We usually tag #long post. If we reblog a version of “do you love the colour of the sky”, we tag it as #colour of the sky. If you wish for us to tag a certain thing or type of post, you need only to ask.

We would prefer if no nsfw blogs follow us.

You may send asks or message us at any time, and are, in fact, encouraged to.

Below are some of the alters who will be or are using Tumblr, and their corresponding tags. We will add to this as necessary.

#plant.posting - Parsley, he/him. This is me, and also the alter who has been writing the post thus far. I am 15 years old on average, though my age varies from 12 to 17. I am similar to an angel, though without the halo or religious connotation. I enjoy botany, the wind, and stargazing. I tend to be an aggressive protector, though we do not use many labels.

#fishbitch>D - yo i m Meenah from Beforus, ey/em/eir, fish/fishself, or water/waterself. i m a homestuck fictive obviously but dont ask me why the brain chose me 2 b all fleshed out + almost a host instead of anenome of the other trolls we have cuz idk. >D looks like a fish n i think thats cool

#eclipse.text - this will be the tag for the time subsystem, we all use he/him and xi/xim/xir pronouns. dark thyme (that’s me) is 17, likes tea, and enjoys playing minecraft. i’m the one who will probably be using tumblr the most out of us three. light thyme is somewhere between 5 and 9, he really likes chocolate and we might make a sideblog for him (and other littles) to reblog stimboards and animal pictures on, and other things like that. gray thyme is a 12 year old cryptid, he rarely fronts and i have no idea what he likes.

#pattoncakes! - I’m Patton, she/them! I’m a very upbeat, positive alter! I’m a fogtive of Patton Sanders (Sort of in between a fictive (alter based on a fictional character) and a factive (alter based on a real person), in a way that makes it confusing which one I am or how much of each I am!) I like dad jokes and cats!

#pearlescentperegrine - absynthe, they/them and si/sin/sir, im a winged person (hence the tag “pearlescent peregrine”) from an alternate sorta victorian-era england where some people have wings an stuff. i like watchin hermitcraft

#anon.txt - This will be used for alters who do not wish to reveal themselves, when we are blurred and are not aware of who is fronting, and other reasons that we/an alter would stay anonymous.

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#3

ok i dare u.

make a pun with this fish (btw her name is shiny :D)

oh, a sarcastic fringehead! she's magni-fish-ent! i sea that just one pun won't be enough to hold to scale, she deserves the fin-est jokes i can shell out :3

27 notes - Posted January 31, 2022

#2

the concept of being “overqualified” for a job is a construct of capitalism, because employers want their employees to be dependent on them so they can get away with more shit without losing workers. if you have more qualifications than necessary for the position, especially if you have a lot more, you could very easily get a different, better-paying or higher-quality job if you become unsatisfied with your current one. if you just barely meet the qualifications for your current job, almost any others that you would be able to find would be a downgrade, likely with a lower rank and pay.

this intertwines with the majority of employees getting severely underpaid, so that even in higher positions they might struggle with or be unable to maintain a comfortable lifestyle, which feeds into the culture of competition and the societal pressure to have the ultimate goal and dream of climbing up the metaphorical company ladder, instead of being satisfied and happy on a figuratively lower rung, as most “lower” positions, while absolutely essential, are not paid enough to reflect their necessity, and are treated with very little respect. in this essay I will

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #no comment on my top post #however people should go check out my 4th top post because i spent a lot of time drawing that #if you do: sorry in advance for my shitty handwriting; a transcription of the words is at the bottom

[patton-cake]

Past adventures and future experiences

Pairings: Logicality and very background Anaroceit, it's only mentioned.

Summary: The Christmas ball, a magical high school experience. At least that’s what it’s supposed to be. Patton knows that he has to ask Logan soon or else he might be too late. You know what? Forget it. There’s no way that Logan would want to be his date. 

Word count: 3635

Additional information: Merry Christmas Gabi! I had the honour to be your Secret Santa this year and I really hope that you're not disappointed with that! Anyway, I love you and I hope that you'll like my gift :D @irritating-lady-knight

~The Story~

Books had always been Patton's escape from this repetitive world. Sure, there were a lot of good things in the world and he certainly wasn't complaining, but sometimes it just feels nice to be somewhere else you know? To be away from your annoying teachers, who think that 25 homework assignments due next week is completely reasonable. To be away from that one feeling you get when you think that you've finished everything, but you're not 100% sure, and to be away from himself for once.

That's why Patton started to read.

When he was younger, his mom used to take him to the library every Tuesday afternoon. They would spend hours reading together about brave princes who saved princesses ("But what if I want to save a prince instead of a princess mama?" "You can save whoever you want Mon Étoile"), they learned about the most beautiful creatures, and one day, they met one of Patton's future best friends.

Logan would teach him everything he had learned about the stars and their different constellations, the planets and their little baby moons ("They're not their children Patton.") And in return, Patton would read him his favourite stories and take him on thrilling adventures.

Unfortunately, the boys grew older and with becoming older, came more responsibilities. School wasn't much of a problem for the two friends. They both enjoy learning and Patton even made a new friend (who he immediately introduced to Logan, because the two were and always will be a package deal). 

At the first sight, you would think that someone like Virgil would never become friends with someone like Patton. His dark black hair with faint purple dye, dark lether jacket decorated with punk rock pins and spiky boots have scared off a lot of people, but not Patton. Instead of running away, Patton basically adopted him.

Don't worry! He and Logan are still best friends! Patton has two hands and a lot of room in his heart, especially for someone like Logan.

  "Thinking about Nerd number 1 again huh?" Patton shook his head and blinked a few times, before completely zoning back into reality. Oh right, school. Virgil laughed at Patton's 'angry' glare and pointed behind him.

"Good news Pattycake, your sweetheart is coming this way."

Patton poked his side and grumbled "He's not my sweetheart!"

With a look of disbelief, Virgil stared at his best friend and rolled his eyes. "You two are basically married already! Roman and I have a bet that you two got married years ago somewhere in France, because that's totally the type of romantic Logan would pick, but just didn't invite us to the wedding."

"If you keep bullying me then no, I won't invite you to the wedding!" Patton tried to hold back his laughter, but failed completely.

"So there is going to be a wedding??"

Before Patton could react, he heard a quiet voice calling his name.

"Salutations Patton, Virgil. I hope your day has been satisfactory so far." Logan had a slight blush on his face and was anxiously fidgeting with his tie.

"Goodmorning Lo! We saved you a seat!"

A small smile appeared on Logan's face as he sat down next to Patton.

"So mr. and mr. Nerd, did you two already hear about the nightmare that is the Christmas ball?"

Oh right. The Christmas ball. The event of the year.

The Christmas ball was this party for everyone in their last year. It was a sort of last goodbye before they graduated. Basically their school just took prom and slapped a different name on it to feel special and creative.

"Yeay! I bet that you, Janus and Roman are going together huh?" Patton winked at him and gave him a bright smile. He had been so happy for his friend when he and Roman finally got together and even happier when later Janus got added to the relationship. They were really adorable with the three of them.

"Mhm! Roman wanted to do some big promposal, but fortunately for us, Janus managed to talk him out of it. But how about you Logan? Anyone you wanna ask?"

Oh gosh Patton was going to kill Virgil. His friend knew that he wanted to ask Logan. In fact, he had tried to ask him like 5 times already, but every time he was about to pop the question, his anxiety took over and he asked some other random thing. This had lead him to asking Logan about the way ducks keep floating, their math homework and random facts about ladybugs instead. Patton truly was hopeless.

"Logan? Are you blushing? Now you gotta tell!" Virgil leaned over the table with a mischievous smile on his face.

"I did no such thing, but yes, I suppose there is someone I'd like to go with." Unfortunately for Logan, his face only turned darker red, which made Virgil laugh harder.

"Tell us more Logan!! Come on!" Virgil gently poked Logan's arm and leaned on his elbows, interrogating Logan,

"Well.. They're the most wonderful person in the world and I could not imagine my life without them, but I'm not telling you their name, not until I've asked them."

"Come on Lo! You can trust us! Right Patt? Patton? Everything okay?" His voice suddenly turned concerned when he looked at Patton, who was fidgeting with his necklace and looking at his hands, a sad smile on his face.

"Yeay, I'm fine," he grapped his backpack and stood up, "I'm gonna go to my next class, see you later guys."

  In all honesty, Patton wasn't fine. He had failed to ask Logan to the prom and now he was too late. Gosh he was pathetic. He felt a few teardrops falling down his face as he walked outside. Patton desperately needed to get his mind off of everything, so he went to the place he always went when he was sad. The magic treehouse.

When they were younger, Logan and Patton had wanted to go on their own adventure. They tried to discover the hidden secrets from their library (the only thing they found was that the librarian was secretly dating ms. Williams. Patton still got shivers when he thought about that), they practised their sword fighting skills, discovered that Logan shouldn't be trusted with sharp objects and searched for hidden treasures in their backyard.

One day, after getting complaints from ms, Williams, their parents decided that they should have their own little place, somewhere where they didn't disturb other people. Logan and Patton had spent all summer building their treehouse together. Of course that meant that their parents build it and that they had decorated it with fancy fairy lights.

Patton smiled when he reached his backyard. The magic tree was located in the little private forest, behind their yard and right now, it looked absolutely magical. It had started snowing a few days ago so the whole scenery was covered in a little layer of white snow.

He carefully climbed up the ladder and entered the treehouse. Patton looked around him with a soft smile on his face, nothing had changed in their secret hideout. The shelves were covered with books, the fairy lights were still covering almost the entire ceiling and on the walls hang multiple drawings of their great adventures.

A chuckle escaped Patton as he looked through their drawings. Most of them were from when they were 9. He could barely identify the two blue stickman figures as Logan and him wearing their crowns. Logan always said that one day, he and Patton would become mighty rulers of their own library kingdom. They would have flying books and magical flowers that changed colours.

Patton's heart broke a little when he thought about that. Logan always claimed that they'd be together forever, Patton knew that they had only been children at the time, but still, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken. He'll get over it eventually, Patton would be happy for Logan and his date of course, but it still hurt.

Suddenly, his phone started to beep and he could hear the Sherlock theme song starting to play. Logan was calling him. Patton turned his phone off and sunk down to the floor. Class had started half an hour ago and here he was, crying in his childhood treehouse. How pathetic.

After a while, Patton's breathing had become steady again and he walked towards the bookshelves. A shiver spread over his body and he finally began to realise exactly how cold it was in the treehouse. Patton picked up the first book and started to read. Stories had always cheered him up a bit.

  "I think that I remember that one."

Patton snapped his head towards Logan and let out a deep breath.

"Aren't you supposed to be in class?" Patton knew that he was being hypocrite but at this moment, he couldn't really care about that.

"As should you." Logan sat down next to Patton, taking in the their treehouse. "Nothing has changed here, has it? Do you remember when we were 11 and those bullies threatened me on the playground?" Logan chuckled softly and looked at their drawings, "We spend all day hiding here, drawing together."

Patton too, let out a soft laugh and looked at his hands, keeping his head low.

"Wasn't that the day we made the first drafts for our little kingdom? You know? With the weird roses and the unrealistic inhabitants?"

"Hey! Don't you dare insult Regno Libri like that!" Logan exclaimed. He tried to keep a serious face, but couldn't help but laugh. Patton giggled softly and finally looked Logan in his eyes.

"I'm sorry if I worried you Logan... I just needed some time for myself, I'll be fine."

Logan smiled soflty and took Patton's hand, gently fidgeting with his fingers.

"You're my best friend Patton, I know when something is bothering you. It's okay if you don't want to tell me, but just know that Virgil and I are here to help you okay? We care about you." He squeezed Patton's hand and moved closer so there sides were touching.

"I know Logan, thanks.." He slightly blushed at their intertwining hands and leaned onto Logan's shoulder. Physical touch had always been the best solution to cheer Patton up and especially if Logan was providing that touch. Logan would never admit it, but he secretly was a great hugger.

After a few minutes, Logan gently let go of Patton's hand and put his arm around Patton's shoulders instead, carefully pulling him closer. He gently stroked his hands through Patton's curls, softly twirling them around his fingers before speaking up again,

"Patton? There is something I'd like to ask you.." Logan smiled down at his friend with a loving gaze,

"I know that this might not be the most perfect time to ask, but do you might want to be my date to the Christmas ball? And perhaps we can try to become Promkings? Instead of rulers? Do you remember that?"

 Wait

 What?

 Patton's thoughts zoned out and he looked at Logan with a shocked look on his face. Did.. did Logan actually asked him to prom?

"Patton? I- you don't have to, I understand if you don't see me that way, if you don't like me like that but-"

"Logan, please don't doubt yourself that much."

  And with that, he kissed him. It only lasted a couple of seconds, but it was everything they needed. The kiss was sweet and gentle and it tasted a bit like vanilla, Patton couldn't get enough off it.

When Patton pulled away and looked up at Logan he giggled a bit. His (boy)friend (?) had a dazy smile on his face and his cheeks were bright red. After a few seconds, he spoke up

"I- you- is that a yes?"

Patton chuckled at the normally composed and stoic boy and kissed his cheek,

"Yes Logan, I'd love to be your date to the Christmas Ball." Patton leaned his head back onto Logan's shoulder and nuzzeld his cheek gently, taking in everything around them.

  He had just kissed Logan

  Patton had just kissed Logan

And it was perfect

After what felt like hours, Logan kissed Patton's forehead and carefully stood up. He reached out a hand to help Patton and linked there hands together,

"I think it's time to return, Virgil must be really worried." Patton let out a yawn and leaned into Logan's embrace,

"You're probably right."

   And yeay, Logan had been right

"Where the hell were you Patton? I was so worried! Are you okay? Why did you leave and- Are.. are you two holding hands?" Virgil waved around with his arms, face full of worry. But when he saw Logan's loving gaze at Patton, something in him shifted. A soft smile appeared on his face and he smirked down at the two.

Patton looked down at their hands and blushed soflty. He loved Virgil, he really did and it was so funny to see him turn into this overprotective mother hen. Eventhough Virgil liked to act like he didn't care about other people, Patton knew how much of a softy he actually was.

"So when's the wedding?"

Logan almost choked on air.

  It had only taken a few days before the entire city was covered in snow. Patton could hear the white crystals crunch under his feet as he walked through the park close to his house. Virgil and Patton had agreed to meet up a few hours before the Christmas ball was supposed to start. He checked his phone when he arrived at the old oak tree. The old oak tree had been in the park for ages, hence the nickname. Patton could remember being a little boy and trying to climb all the way to the top of the tree, even though Logan would always warn him that he could fall down and break his legs. Which he eventually did. Well, not both of his legs. Patton had only broken his left ankle, but he got a lolly from the nice nurse lady so he was fine. Giggling at the memory of Logan’s concern, Patton unlocked his phone to check the time. Five minutes until Virgil would arrive.

Just when Patton was about to send Virgil a message, letting him know that he had arrived, Patton saw something flying towards him before said thing hit the ground with a muffled sound.

“Damn that was supposed to hit you!” Patton turned around a saw a big bundle of purple coming his way. The purple blob tried hard to keep his balance on the slippery snow as it made it’s way to the tree. “Did it scare you?” It’s voice was slightly muffled by a fluffy scarf but Patton could still recognize the bright purple hair that always looked like an absolute mess.

“Oh I was terrified” Patton rolled his eyes while simultaneously trying to contain his laughter. Virgil scoffed and lightly hit Patton’s arm.

“Mission completed then I guess, but it’s not like you could have done it bette-“

Before Virgil could even finish his sentence, a cold snowball flew into his face. He quickly shook all the snow off of himself and looked at Patton who had a really sweet and innocent smile on his face

“Oh you bastard, it’s on” Virgil quietly mumbled to himself and began to collect more snow.

“What did you say Virgy? You looked like you needed a little cool down time!” and yeay it was really no ones fault besides himself when Patton too, got hit by a snowball right in his face.

A lot of snowballs later, Virgil walked up to his friend with his hands high up in the sky, slightly shivering from the cold.

“You won okay, I give up. I’m literally freezing.” Patton took this opportunity to hug Virgil around his waist and nuzzle close.

“Alright, alright we get it, you love hugs. Now come let’s get some hot chocolate or something. We deserve it after this intense battle.”

Patton nodded in Virgil’s chest and together the tried to find their balance while walking out of the park.

   When the two friends walked into Patton’s house, they were met with an overwhelming smell of gingerbread and apple-pie. Which made sense because Patton’s parent had been baking Christmas treats for their family this morning.

“You mind if I grab one?” Virgil held up one of the chocolate chip cookies and ploffed down on one of the chairs in the living room. He took a bite when Patton motioned that he could eat it and let out a small noise of contentment.

“Your suit arrived last week right?” Patton nodded and Virgil continued, “Have you tried it on yet?”

Patton nodded again and smiled brightly at Virgil

“It fitted perfectly! I really hope that Lo will like it too”

He hugged himself anxiously and Virgil stood up to wrap him into a strong embrace

“Hey it’s okay Pat. Your boyfriend absolutely adores you. Believe me, if it would have taken you two any longer to get together I would have sued Logan, because he just couldn’t shut up about how handsome you looked and how he would just skip the prom because he couldn’t ask you.”

Patton giggled and blushed slightly

“And besides, if Logan does somehow decide to hurt you in any way or form, I will gladly kill him for you!” Patton lightly hit Virgil’s arm before looking up with his bright smile returned on his face.

“Thanks Virgil.”

  After Patton changed into his light blue suit and Virgil had eaten more chocolate chip cookies, he also finally decided to put on his indigo purple suit with bright red and golden bracelets to match his boyfriends. Logan and Patton had agreed to wear matching ties, which meant that Patton was wearing a beautiful navy-blue necktie.

He triple checked if he had all of his stuff, including his phone, keys and if Virgil was ready, when he suddenly heard a soft knock on his door. With a mischievous smirk, Virgil walked up to the door and opened it slightly, leaning in the doorway.

"Hello Logan"

"Salutations Virgil, is something wrong?" Patton couldn't see Logan but he could identify the slight shake in his voice as anxiety.

"I don't know Logan. Tell me, are you going to dance with Patton tonight? Bring him some pretty flowers? Give him everything he deserves and more?" He could hear Logan clear his throat and Patton was sure that he was anxiously fidgeting with his necktie by now. Logan always did that when he was nervous.

"If Patton wants to dance tonight then I'll gladly join him, I did indeed bring him a flower and believe me, I will try to do anything I can to make him happy." Patton almost melted at the soft adoration in Logan's voice and he pushed Virgil out of the doorway.

"Virgil! Stop that! You're bullying the poor thing. I'm sure that Logan will be a true gentleman, as will I." Patton giggled at Virgil when he rolled his eyes and then turned back to face his boyfriend.

"Hi Logan," Patton whispered breathlessly, "you look absolutely amazing"

Logan, who looked equally as breathless, blushed slightly and whispered back with a soft voice "As do you Sunshine, as do you."

He then held his hand out and presented Patton a singular light blue and slightly bowed

"For you my love" Logan smirked up at Patton and chuckled softly.

"Move your domestic display elsewhere you nerds. This is too nauseating." Virgil smiled softly down at Patton and hugged him quickly before Logan took Patton's hand to escort him to his car.

  The night sky was filled with stars when the two boys finally arrived at the oh so dreaded Christmas ball. Well, of course the ball wasn't that dreaded anymore. Patton wondered if anything could be dreadful when Logan was there by his side.

"Your mind is lost in space Sunshine, what is troubling you?" Logan intertwined their fingers and gently rubbed his thumb over Patton's hand to soothe him.

"Nothing's wrong Starlight, everything is perfect. Absolutely perfect." The honesty in Patton's voice made Logan blush and together, they entered the ballroom.

Suddenly, they were surrounded by hundreds of fake snowflake decorations. The fairy lights gave the room an enchanting atmosphere and because it was Christmas, in the corner of the room stood an eight feet tall Christmas tree, decorated with the most beautiful ornaments. It looked magical

"Well I did promised a dance didn't I?" Patton turned around to face Logan and saw that his boyfriend was holding out his hand for him.

"We don't want to disappoint Virgil now do we?" He giggled as he happily accepted Logan's invitation and followed him to the dancefloor.

The music started to play and Patton could feel Logan's hands gently wrapped around his waist. Somewhere in the back of his mind he could hear the other people entering the dancefloor, but Patton was too distracted at this moment. Blue. Beautiful dark blue. The only thing Patton noticed was how the lights reflected into Logan dark blue eyes, making him truly look magical.

"..Logan" Patton slightly cringed at the crack in his voice, but Logan didn't seem to notice

"Patton?" His boyfriend looked at him with a confused smile and a lot of admiration in his eyes.

"I love you"

"Well that's perfect Patton, do you want to know why?" Logan blushed while still keeping a smirk on his face leading them through their dance. He continued when Patton nodded,

"Because I love you too."

The two swayed the night away, living in their own private bubble. It was just the two of them and it was absolutely perfect.

#logan sanders #patton x logan #logicality #logan x patton #long post #patton sanders #virgil sanders #anaroceit #(mentioned) #pattoncake writes #Gosh I'm nervous about this one #I really hope that you like it Gabbee #This is my longest fic so far

[wisherbysharlight]

saw you wanted some prompts! can you write something with moxiety? maybe hurt/comfort but honestly just anything you’re feeling (:

Woo! You are speaking my language! Hope you don’t mind I went AU on this

Had A Bad Day - Moxiety

AO3

Virgil liked to think that in close to 10 years of friendship and 5 years of dating, he’d learned most of Patton’s tells pretty well. He was observant, he knew that when Patton cleaned his glasses on his sweater he was deep in a daydream, he knew what kind of tea corresponded with what mood he was in(Chamomile for stressed, Green for frustrated, Fruit for restless, Black for content), he knew that Patton wore his Pokemon socks when he was fed up with being an adult, and he knew that replying exclusively gifs to text messages meant he was so insecure he didn’t trust his own words. But he didn’t think anyone needed to know all of that just to tell that Patton was upset as he slammed their front door closed two hours before he was supposed to be home from work, then collapsed against it and shoved his head between his knees, sobs wracking through his body.

“Patton!” Virgil cried out, vaulting over the couch and kneeling in front of him, hands flailing a little as he was unsure whether his boyfriend wanted to be touched or not, “Patton, what’s wrong? How can I help?”

Patton lunged forward, almost knocking Virgil over, and burrowed his face into Virgil’s sweatshirt as he gripped the front tightly. Virgil clung to him, leaning against the back of the couch and rubbing his back soothingly as he waited, hoping his boyfriend would calm down enough to speak. He timed his breaths carefully, just like Patton always did for him when he was overwhelmed or panicking, and ran his fingers through his curls. Finally, Patton hiccuped a bit and started speaking, “It’s so stupid.”

“Honey, no, you’re upset, you’re allowed to be upset. Can you please tell me what’s going on?” Virgil tried to console, still feeling a bit blindsided.

Patton sniffled and curled up impossibly further, “It was just the worst day ever, Virge. I got to work and saw a sign that the shelter next door is closing, and I got so worried about the animals that it threw me off the whole day, and I burnt like three batches of brownies, and then I messed up three customers’ orders and Remy had to come back from break early to help fix them, and then I couldn’t remember my mama’s snickerdoodle recipe even though I’ve never forgotten her recipes, and then I yelled at Logan when he was just trying to help me remember, and then the stupid cappuccino machine milk line broke and ruined my favorite sweater, and I got so mad that I just closed early and I’m sure everyone hates me now but I just couldn’t take it anymore.” He was crying so hard by the end that Virgil could barely understand him. 

He continued to rub his back and pull his fingers through his hair as he tried to process everything, “That sounds really, really shitty.” Patton startled and giggled a bit at the curse, swatting at Virgil’s shoulder weakly. Virgil smiled and pulled Patton even closer, “Well it’s true, Pat. That all sounds like it really sucked. But I’m absolutely positive that no one hates you. You’re allowed to have a really terrible day. You’re allowed to get mad sometimes. And honestly, the fact that this all started because you just care so damn much is so you it’s not even funny. Let’s order food, whatever you want, crack a bottle of wine, and I’ll put every blanket we own on the bed. We’ll set up my laptop and watch stupid mindless stuff on Youtube. It’ll be just like post-finals-week in college. Ok?” Patton was quiet for long enough that Virgil was about to speak up again and apologize for being so pushy, but then he picked his head up with a tentative smile that didn’t quite meet his eyes and nodded, “That sounds like the best idea ever. You’re the best.” He pressed an earnest kiss to Virgil’s cheek, which set his face aflame just like it always did. “Can we watch John Mulaney? So it’s just like college?”

“Of course, Pat,” Virgil assured, pulling his list of their favorite takeout restaurants up on his phone for Patton to choose from. He was pretty sure they’d be just fine.

#moxiety #sanders sides fic #hogwarts-my-love #my writing #prompt fills #ts virgil #ts patton #virgilicious #pattoncake #sanders sides

[yougoodfahm]

Masterpost of my fics!

And They Were Roommates (Oh My God They Were Roommates) - logicality

—> Chapter 1: Move-In Day

Getting to Know You - moceit

Auranis - eventual prinxiety, intrulogical + moceit

—> Chapter 1: Leaving the Dust Behind

—> Chapter 2: C Block

—> Chapter 3: New People

—> Chapter 4: Textiles and Petals

—> Chapter 5: Ping Pong and Recklessness

The Brightest Star - intrulogical

I Won’t Say (I’m in Love) - analogical

—> Part 1: Peanut Butter

—> Part 2: Lemon and Mint

—> Part 3: A Mountain of Blankets

—> Part 4: Whiteboard Markers

—> Part 5: Truth or Truth

Gold Strings - moceit

TS High School Outcasts AU (posting on my other blog @ts-hs-outcasts-au)

—> Intro post

—> Chapter 1

—> Chapter 2

Night Walks - prinxiety

Movie Night With the Bois: Lion King - moceit

#masterpost #sanders sides #ts #yougoodfahm #pattoncake-and-eyeshadow #fics #writing #fanfic #fanfics #fanfiction #fandom #ideas #inspo #multiship #multishipper

[daring-elm]

Wanting to know what's right or wrong is just a self-preservation instinct / It's your fault that I thought that

"No."

"No?" he repeated, his eyebrow raised, gazing at his nails mockingly. "So suddenly?"

"No." Patton couldn't even stand to look at him anymore. He closed his hands to fists, ready to punch that smug look off his face. "No, I don't believe you."

"Oh, why not? Did something happen?" he asked innocently, and Patton almost growled. He knew what had happened. He knew what part he played in- in all of this, and he really couldn't help but remind him of it at every twist and turn.

"You can't make me- I won't do that for you anymore. The truth isn't worth that."

He gasped. "No, Patton- you can't be abandoning morality- whatever would they do without someone to set them back on the right path?" He made a sweeping gesture towards the arguing figures in the background. "Oh, wait- you haven't been doing that, have you?" His expression shifted to what could almost be considered surprise for a heartbeat, then back to a cold grin.

Patton glared at him. "I've been doing my best, and that's okay."

"Sure, sure." He waved at him dismissively. "Just keep beliving that."

"I have!" Patton shot back, ignoring the tears in his eyes and the way his voice shook, dangerously close to breaking. "And they'll care again. I know it."

Of course, the voice echoed in his head. Of course they will.

#patton sanders #unsympathetic deceit #janus sanders #angst #fics #casey's writing #casey's oneshots #uhh i may have gone a bit off-prompt #sorry 'bout that #thanks for the ask though pattoncake!! #peppermint tag #casey's written asks

[fluidityandgiggles]

Together Cake

Okay. Let’s say it all together.

HAPPY NAME REVEAL DAY PATTON!!!

Now that that’s over with...story time. There is an AU/hc that I have yet to release to the public. So it might be a bit confusing at times, but... when it works, it works.

So this is a glimpse into a yet unknown AU/hc of mine (while also not being quite as heavily based on it, sorry Dee), as well as a birthday gift to my favorite little ray of sunshine.

Happy birthday Patton. I love you.

And so... enjoy the ride (tags below).

—————

“Hey Patton. Hey Patton. Hey Patton. Hey Patton-“

“Dorian, let your brother rest, will you?”

“No! I want to play with Patton!”

This was the regular weekend scenario every time Patton got home. For once, his mom picked him up instead of having to take three buses (Roman had to take only two and had a much shorter ride, lucky him), but he was still... exhausted.

Yeah. That was the word. Exhausted.

“Hey Dori, did I tell you that we’re doing a musical and a play?”

Patton’s baby brother’s eyes went wide. “Am I invited to both?”

“I don’t know, kiddo. I’m doing A Winter Funeral, Roman is doing Lysistrata 2000, and we’re both doing West Side Story, so-“

“Oh, okay.”

Dorian was always a terrible liar. Or maybe it was just that Patton knew his brother too well.

“I’m joking! Of course you’re coming!”

Their mom rolled her eyes and ruffled both their heads. “I’m going to rest. Behave, you two!”

And then they were alone. The tv was on, running the end cards of some show Dorian was probably watching earlier, but that was the only noise in the background.

Patton and Dorian were... alone.

“...you wanna bake a cake?”

“No.” The huge grin on Dorian’s face betrayed his word.

“Thought you might say so. Come on. I’ll let you crack the eggs.”

——

The joy on Dorian’s face was something to be documented for the ages. Covered in cocoa powder and flower, his eyes sparkling, smiling and laughing all the while...

Sadly Patton didn’t feel nearly as energetic as he should’ve to match that. Dorian has done nothing right.

But there was no place to get mad at him. He’s only a baby. Only six years old. Patton can keep calm.

“Did I do good?”

Patton closed the oven door and set the timer, and then turned back to his brother. “Yes, kiddo. You did good. Now let’s go take a bath.”

“No!”

“Dorian, you look like a bag of brownie mix exploded on your face.” Dorian giggled again, the gap between his front teeth showing. “Let’s go to the bath.”

“But I don’t need to.”

“Do I have to call Logan?” Dorian shook his head. “So let’s go.”

“No!”

“Do you want to tell me about how nobody believes that you can speak English?”

“Yeah... but I can! I was born in New York!”

“No you weren’t.”

“Yes I was! You was too!”

“Dori... that’s not how this works. Remember? Just because I was born in New York doesn’t mean-“

“But I was! I really really was!”

“Let’s go to the bath, duckie.”

“No!”

Okay, now Patton was ready to give up. Thankfully... there were thirty five minutes left.

“I’ll make you a deal. You come with me to the bath-“

“No!”

“-and then we can watch any movie you want.”

“...can we watch Lilo and Stitch?”

“Of course. Who do you think I am?”

——

‘🌟PRINCEY🌟 @ DIGGITY DANG A DANG: may i guess what book you took that recipe from?’

‘Lolo 💙💙 @ DIGGITY DANG A DANG: Three kilos of butter, four of chocolate, ten of sugar and a tbsp of flour perhaps?’

‘WHY DO YOU TWO HATE BAKING SO MUCH!!!!!!! ROMAN!!!!!!!!! STOP!!!!!!! Lolo you stay I love you ❤️❤️’

A picture of the smiling Dorian from earlier was taken and sent to the group chat right before Patton made Dorian get in the bath. So now Dorian was clean and just wanted to play with his rubber duckies for “another five minutes” (that was five minutes ago). So Patton texted his friends.

Because why not.

‘My Dark Strange Son 😈💜 @ DIGGITY DANG A DANG: we dont but ur using a carine goren recipe’

‘Believe it or not, this time I didn’t!’

“You’re ready to get out now? We need to check on the cake.” Dorian turned wide eyes to Patton. “Come on, Dori-”

“No! Five more minutes!”

“You said that five minutes ago.” Dorian made a face. How... not typical, just... “Please? Don’t you want to watch Lilo and Stitch?”

“I do.”

“So come on.”

“Five more minutes!”

‘Lolo 💙💙 @ DIGGITY DANG A DANG: Honeybee, can I come over today? My dad made compote.’

‘Nope! You can’t run away from your problems like that, sweetie!’

‘🌟PRINCEY🌟 @ DIGGITY DANG A DANG: did you run out of crofters, microsoft nerd?’

“Okay, you’re getting out.”

“No!”

“I’m going to check on the cake and you have to get out.”

“...I don’t like you.”

Yes. That was a lie. But it still stung something in Patton’s heart. As Dorian stood up and removed the plug, Patton lifted him out, making sure that he was standing stable before wrapping him in a towel.

“Now, wanna be a burrito?” Dorian nodded. “So you go to your room and you get dressed, and I’m going to check on the cake, and if I come back up and you’re still not dressed, no Lilo and Stitch. Understood?” He nodded again.

What a liar.

Patton chased his brother to his room and then went down to the kitchen, to check on the cake. The boys kept spamming the group chat.

There were five minutes left.

‘Hey Madame, aren’t you tired?’

‘🌟PRINCEY🌟 @ DIGGITY DANG A DANG: SO TIRED UVE NO IDEA UR THE GRIM REAPER STFU’

‘My Dark Strange Son 😈💜 @ DIGGITY DANG A DANG: im gonna have to ask for background cause PAT WTF YOURE THE GRIM REAPER WTAF’

‘You’re gonna have to wait and see now wouldn’t you?’

When Dorian ran downstairs, fully dressed, and the timer went off, Patton realized he was spacing out for five minutes. Probably from how tired he was.

Well, time to check the cake.

“You know I started screaming yesterday?” Dorian looked confused. “You remember I get panic attacks?”

“Yeah...”

“I had one yesterday. And it was scary.”

Very few crumbles on the toothpick. Good. Time to take it out.

“But... but why?”

“Because rehearsals are kinda scary, Dori.” It started raining outside... what news. Patton quickly took out the cake pans out of the oven and turned it off. “And they take a lot of time and doing.”

“Oh. Well, I don’t like it! I love you too much!”

“I love you too, duckie.”

And for a bit, just a bit, everything was okay with the world. For now.

—————

Tag list:

@broadwaytheanimatedseries @illmamnim @royal-raccoon @jokesequaljoker

#kylo cant write #sanders sides #human au #patton sanders #deceit sanders #deceit is pattons baby brother #HAPPY NAME DAY PATTONCAKE #ilysm my little ray of sunshine

[thecampfirestory]

Hi. I'm a big fan of your au and it makes my day. I've seen people submitting asks about nicknames and I was just wondering who calls each other who. Sorry if I'm wasting your time.

Lets see!!!

Dee (this is actually a nickname lmao):

*Addy (by Virgil, but only sometimes)

*wingus (by Remus) (he also calls him those cheesy pet names but since theyre so many im not gonna write em shdjd)

*Jay (rarely by Remus)

Remus:

*Rem (by everyone)

*dingus (By Dee) (Dee also uses cheesy pet names btw gshdhd)

*Duke/ The Duke (Mostly by Dee, but also by Virgil and Roman

*Perro wacho (by his family, but mostly by Roman and Romulus) (its more like a jokey nickname rather than an endearing one. But Remus loves it)

Virgil:

*Vee/Virge (by everyone)

*VeeVee (by Logan)

*Bub (by Patton) (YES its a nickname too 😌)

*Sunshine (by Roman)

*Kid/kiddo (by Remus, sometimes by Dee)

*Itsy Bitsy (by Remus)

***Dee has A LOT of nicknames for Virgil, and most of them are on that "shorty/pipsqueak/little nightmare/etc" fashion)

Patton:

*Pat (by everyone)

*Jonathan (by Logan)

*Pajamas (also by Logan)

*Pattoncake (by Roman)

*Cheerboy (by Remus)

*Rich kid (also by Remus) (Fun fact: the first time Remus called him that, Patton got genuinely annoyed by it, but Remus didnt take him seriously. And that, strangely, made Patton not take the nickname seriously either. Remus is still the ONLY one allowed to call him that, ever.)

Logan:

*Lo (by everyone)

*LoLo (by Virgil)

*Keith (by Patton)

*Sodapop (by Remus)

Roman:

*Ro (by everyone)

*Ro-Ro (by Dee)

*Flaco (by his family, but mostly by Remus)

*The puppy (by the gang, but its not a nickname directed at him, its mostly like a way of mentioning him)

#ask #campfire!dee #campfire!vee #campfire!cadmus #campfire!patton #campfire!logan #campfire!florian

[biblically-accurate-ellie]

Cupcakes and Coffee | A Logicality Story (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/242419193-cupcakes-and-coffee-a-logicality-story?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=StormCloud1001&wp_originator=8lALg5mHOuTj6XhYY3ajTi4SjGQ6YD1LXgiC4JS0L3LikTgy287PUM0znyI%2BsHtKY4MsBWc%2B0XbZUR9Iz%2F5FPoqbYWusuCL5h4MWud9QBupPdN4ieSBYlUXmulXDHSrx 

 When Logan's friend and college roommate, Roman Prince, is thrust into a Penpal project that he won't shut up about, it takes Logan all he has to not strangle him if he has to listen to him squeal one more time. In order to not kill his friend, he's resulted in going down to a cafe near the college called Pattoncake's Cafe. Only when he got there and spent quite a bit of time at his booth did he realize that the cute boy at the counter was actually the owner of the establishment. Logan swore to himself that he would not enter another relationship again. He wouldn't allow himself to get hurt like that again, wouldn't give anyone that kind of power. In order to keep your heart from getting broken, it's best to pretend you have no heart at all. But when Patton began to wiggle his way through the thick barriers Logan built up, it takes all he has to keep him shut out. But how much longer can his defenses last before the whole wall comes crumbling down? 

This takes place in the same timeline as My Anxious Penpal | A Prinxiety Story, but it can be read as a stand-alone. The art is not mine. Everything goes to their respectful owners. The only thing I own is the story itself (i.e. the plot, the writing, etc.) Enjoy!

#caf #demus #fanfiction #human #humanau #janus #janussanders #logan #logansanders #logicality #logicalityangst #patton #pattonsanders #prinxiety #remus #remussanders #roman #romance #romansanders #sanderssides #thomas #thomassanders #virgil #virgilsanders #books #wattpad #amwriting

[thefallingsummerrain]

Alright so there’s a lot to say about Putting Others First, but my sister saw that the materials (is that how you phrase it) needed to play Pattoncake are in Lilypadton’s inventory!

If you can’t read the writing, it goes tuna, racket, a candle for candle wax, and goggles. My sister is a genius!!!

Not sure if anyone else has noticed that already, but uh anyway that’s cool! have a swell day everyone

#thomas sanders #sanders sides #ts spoilers #ts patton #patton sanders #easter egg #i guess???

[thepunmaster]

We have decided to make a new pinned post to reflect some changes, and the fact that we wish to be fully open about being a system.

Hello, we are the Puns System. We are traumagenic and have over one hundred members. Our collective pronouns are he/they/fey, and we enjoy poetry, animals, and various fandom-related things.

Our blog for original posts is @theoriginalpunmaster, and our system-related sideblog is @themanypunmasters.

We tag things as #x tw, #tw x, or #x mention. We usually tag #long post. If we reblog a version of “do you love the colour of the sky”, we tag it as #colour of the sky. If you wish for us to tag a certain thing or type of post, you need only to ask.

We would prefer if no nsfw blogs follow us.

You may send asks or message us at any time, and are, in fact, encouraged to.

Below are some of the alters who will be or are using Tumblr, and their corresponding tags. We will add to this as necessary.

#plant.posting - Parsley, he/him. This is me, and also the alter who has been writing the post thus far. I am 15 years old on average, though my age varies from 12 to 17. I am similar to an angel, though without the halo or religious connotation. I enjoy botany, the wind, and stargazing. I tend to be an aggressive protector, though we do not use many labels.

#fishbitch>D - yo i m Meenah from Beforus, ey/em/eir, fish/fishself, or water/waterself. i m a homestuck fictive obviously but dont ask me why the brain chose me 2 b all fleshed out + almost a host instead of anenome of the other trolls we have cuz idk. >D looks like a fish n i think thats cool

#eclipse.text - this will be the tag for the time subsystem, we all use he/him and xi/xim/xir pronouns. dark thyme (that’s me) is 17, likes tea, and enjoys playing minecraft. i’m the one who will probably be using tumblr the most out of us three. light thyme is somewhere between 5 and 9, he really likes chocolate and we might make a sideblog for him (and other littles) to reblog stimboards and animal pictures on, and other things like that. gray thyme is a 12 year old cryptid, he rarely fronts and i have no idea what he likes.

#pattoncakes! - I’m Patton, she/them! I’m a very upbeat, positive alter! I’m a fogtive of Patton Sanders (Sort of in between a fictive (alter based on a fictional character) and a factive (alter based on a real person), in a way that makes it confusing which one I am or how much of each I am!) I like dad jokes and cats!

#pearlescentperegrine - absynthe, they/them and si/sin/sir, im a winged person (hence the tag “pearlescent peregrine”) from an alternate sorta victorian-era england where some people have wings an stuff. i like watchin hermitcraft

#anon.txt - This will be used for alters who do not wish to reveal themselves, when we are blurred and are not aware of who is fronting, and other reasons that we/an alter would stay anonymous.

#plant.posting #fishbitch>D #eclipse.text #pattoncakes! #pearlescentperegrine #anon.txt

[patton-cake]

Happy birthday Logan!

Summary: It's Logan's birthday! He is a bit scared for all the attention that birthdays bring, but his roommates will make this day unforgettable... right?

Pairings: established Logicality, platonic LAMP, background prinxiety (like one sentence)

Ugh

Logan woke up with a groan, he never liked this day. Something about all the positivity and the happy people made him uncomfortable. Yes, he was a year older, that's how humans work, why should they celebrate that? Logan stepped out of bed and started to change into his normal outfit.

When he walked downstairs he prepared himself for his energetic roommates to congratulate him. Roman and Patton always made a big deal out of birthdays. For Virgil's birthday the two had spend weeks planning a nightmare before chrismas themed sleepover, just with the four of them. When Roman's birthday came, Patton had made Virgil and Logan help him to turn their apartment into a broadway themed paradise, with Roman as the star. Patton's birthday was a whole different kind of special. The three roommates had really tried their best to let their best friend know how much they appreciated him. Patton had been drowned in presents, every present handmade and given a personal twist. Tears had fallen down Patton's cheeks and they ended up in a group hug.

But today it was Logan's turn. His 'special' day. To Logan's suprise, the living room was empty when he arrived downstairs. No happy chatter, no grumpy Virgil and no Roman serenading the pancakes. It was completely silent. That's weird, not even Patton was here to prepare his signature birthday breakfast. With a confused look Logan grapped his coffee mug and made himself a cup of coffee.

After a few minutes, Logan could here faint footsteps comming downstairs. Ah, there came the birthday energy. He expected to see Patton walking into the kitchen to greet him with a big hug, but instead he saw Virgil. His roommate let out a groan as his way of greeting Logan and poured himself a cup of coffee before making his way to the living room. Strange

Another ten minutes later, a louder noice came downstairs. Loud footsteps marched downstairs followed by a powerful voice singing some Disney songs. Roman.

"Morning nerd!" Roman greeted and made himself a cup of camomile tea, still mumbling the melody of the song. After questioning himself if he should try to steal a cookie from Patton's collection (he decided not to), Roman sat down next to Virgil on the couch, turning on the TV.

What was going on? .....They hadn't forgotten his birthday had they? Not that Logan was that sentimental when it came to birthdays, it still felt kind of nice to be complimented and appreciated once in a while. Maybe they were waiting until Patton came downstairs? That made sense. Speaking of their last roommate, shouldn't he be here already? Patton was always the first to wake up. 'To make my special boys some breakfast!' As Patton himself liked to say. It wasn't like him to still be in bed this late.

With a bad gut feeling, Logan walked back to their rooms, making his way to Patton. He would be lying if he said that he wasn't concerned about this whole situation. Anxiously he knocked on the lightblue door before fidgeting with his tie. He could hear a loud yawn coming from inside Patton's room, followed by footsteps. The door opened and Logan saw a very tired Patton. The smaller buy carefully rubbed his eyes before stretching his arms.

"Goodmorning Lolo...", another yawn, "What can I do for you?" Patton had definitely just woken up. His voice was really soft and tired and he was still wearing his pyjamas.

"Salutations Patton, my apologies if I have woken you up, I was simply concerned about your wellbeing."

Patton looked up at him, blinking a couple times before actually hearing what Logan said. "Those were a lot of fancy words Logan. I'm fine though! Just had to finish something last night, didn't get that much sleep."

A relief, mixed with some confusion fell over Logan. He then started to realise that it had been quiet for a few minutes now. Just when he wanted to speak up again, a weight started to lean against Logan. Patton had fallen asleep again. He must have been really tired then, to fall asleep in Logan's arms. Logan chuckled to himself before carefully picking Patton up, carrying him downstairs.

When he walked into their living room, Logan gently placed Patton on one of their couches, covering him with a fluffy blanket. He heard a chuckled laugh behind him and when he turned around he saw Roman and Virgil smirking at him. "Didn't take you for the princely type Specks. Are you trying to take over my job?" Logan rolled his eyes and ignored Roman. "I'm with Flynn Rider over here. One of those himbo's is more than enough already." Virgil crossed his arms before pushing Roman into their kitchen. The theee roommates made themselves breakfast, since Patton was clearly unable to do it for them, and sat down.

"Doing anything special today guys?" Roman asked while eating a spoonful of cornflakes. Ah there it came. The birthday plans. Except, it didnt?

"You know me Princey, I'm busy planning on how to take over the government and making Welcome to the black parade the new national anthem." Virgil finished his bowl and sat it down in the sink, "Better start making my plans, see you later nerds."

Just when Virgil walked back to his room, they could hear some movements from the living room. Patton carefully made his way to the kitchen, wrapped up in a blanket burrito.

"Goodmorning Ro, hi again Lolo." Tiredly, Patton made himself a sandwich before sitting next to Logan, leaning on his shoulder. "I'm sorry that I fell alseep on you Logan" Logan smiled softly at Patton and intertwined their fingers. "It's quite alright Patton, I hope you'll feel a little more energetic soon"

The three roommates finished their breakfast and Roman and Patton made their way back upstairs to get properly dressed. A sad feeling fell over Logan, had they really forgotten his birthday? It definitely seemed like they had...

Logan decided to leave the house for a couple of hours, going to the library. If his friends didn't want to celebrate his birthday then he had to make it a great day for himself on his own. Maybe being surrounded by books would make him feel a little happier. So Logan left a sticky note on the table with his location, grapped his coat and stepped outside.

The fresh wind in his face already made him feel a bit better. The Fall weather always cheered him up a bit, the pretty leafs colouring the landscape and the beautiful aesthetic of orange and red. Logan warmed his hands by putting them in his coat pockets and let out a sigh. Fall had always been his favourite season. The cold nights he spend together with his roommates rewatchings movies, watching Virgil turn into a his 'true form' as he called it during their annual Halloween celebration, following Roman to every little market he could find and buying the most ridiculous and unnecessary items and of course the lazy days he and Patton spend cuddled up in one of their rooms, sharing soft kisses and drifting off to sleep from time to time.

With a soft smile on his face, Logan entered the library, greeting ms. Williams who he had become really close with after spending all his teenage years in this library. He made his way to the mystery section, collected a couple of his favourite books and sat down at one of the tables next to the windows. Logan read his way through five books before hearing someone enter the building.

"Logan? Are you here?"

A soft voice echoed through the library and Logan could hear ms. Williams reassuring Patton that Logan was in fact somewhere in here. Patton thanked the librarian and Logan could hear his footsteps comming his way. "There you are Lolo! I was worried that we lost you on your birthday!" His boyfriend softly giggled and sat down next to Logan.

"So.. So you didn't forget my birthday?" Logan shyly looked down at his hands, cursing himself for the blush that spread over his face. "Of course not Starlight! How could we ever forget the day someone this amazing was born?" Patton let out another giggle before taking Logan's hands in his, "What did you think we all have been working on all these weeks? What did you think I was working on last night? Come Lo! Virge and Ro are waiting for us at home!"

Patton pulled his boyfriend up and helped him return the books to their places. He enthusiastically waved ms. Williams goodbye, who chuckled and gave Logan a soft smile as to say 'You better not let that one go Logan'. With their hands intertwined, they made their way outside again. When Logan shivered slightly from the cold, Patton pressed his side to him, resting his head on his shoulder. "To keep us warm!" Logan let out a soft laugh and put his arm around Patton's shoulder, pressing him closer. In a comfortable silence the two made their way back home.

When they were close to their house, Logan could hear music coming from inside of the place. Patton turned the key around and opened the door. The two were met by the smell of cinnamon, pumpkin bread and chocolate. Logan, as the gentleman he was, helped Patton with his coat and put both of their coats away. Patton, once again, grapped Logan's hand and tugged him to the living room. And wow.

Logan definitely hadn't expected this. His friends had completely transformed their living room. The couches were pushed against the wall, the curtains were closed and the floor was covered in pillows. Cinnamon scented candles were placed everywhere and the table was covered with sweets and other delicious foods. He felt Patton's arm wrapped around him and leaned back against his boyfriend, who placed his chin on Logan's shoulder. "Happy birthday my love." It didn't take long before Roman and (a hesitant) Virgil joined the group hug.

They spend the night watching all of Logan's favourite movies and documentaries while chatting in their pyjamas and eating the backed goods Patton ("and Roman!") had made.

A few hours after midnight, Logan looked around at his roommates. Virgil had fallen asleep after the fifth movie. His friend leaned against Roman's shoulder while using his arm as a teddy bear. Speaking of Roman, it hadn't taken long for him to follow Virgil. His head leaned on Virgil's and he snorted a bit, making Logan chuckle. Last but not least he turned to look at Patton. Beautiful Patton, who was curled up against Logan's chest, breathing softly. He had fallen asleep a few minutes ago after tiredly mumbling about how amazing Logan was and how his hair always looked so cute and how Patton could spend hours just watching him reading 'because you are so adorable Logibear! I love listening to you!' Logan had kissed his boyfriend's forehead before softly thanking him.

Yeay, Logan truly was the luckiest men alive. He had his two best friends and his adorable boyfriend who he hoped to spend many more birthdays with. He let out a quiet yawn before closing his eyes, snuggling closer to Patton, and soflty drifting away.

#logan sanders #logicality #implied prinxiety #platonic lamp #patton sanders #virgil sanders #roman sanders #happy birthday Logan!! #pattoncake writes #logan loves fall #lo is lowkey sad #patton is adorable #virgil is an emo #roman is a himbo #you know #the normal stuff

[princess-rosie]

If the sides were human, which job do you think they would have?

Hi Pattoncake!!

That’s such a cool question, I think Logan would be a teacher or an educator of some sort, I think he’d love providing knowledge about something he’s passionate about (like science or astronomy)

The jobs people give patton in human aus are kinda varied and I love that, I think he’d be a great preschool teacher and would also love working at an animal shelter, any job which allows him to, as he said, “put more good into the world” and show how caring he is

To me, Roman is definitely a performer! This prince was born to be on the stage! I think he’d love to be an actor in musicals or a dancer and he’d be fabulous at it!

I think Janus would be a great and persuasive lawyer, as is shown in the courtroom and he’d fight for real justice. but something I also love seeing is performer!Janus. He is also extremely extra and would be great on stage, acting and singing

I think Virgil would love to work in a small shop which sells alternative clothes and accessories. I feel like if he owned a shop it would have such a great aesthetic and sell unique things in lots of different styles- Virgil knows more than anyone how it is to feel like an outcast and he’d want to make everyone feel included and not afraid to show their own sense of style

And finally.... Remus. Unlike the others, nothing immediately came to mind for him. But I think he’d be an awesome artist and his art would be different to conventional art but really creative and expressive. I also think Remus would be a great singer/songwriterand would encourage his fans to express themselves more and not worry about what society thinks (and we’ve already seen his songwriting skills from forbidden fruit haha). And imagine his concerts, they’d be so unpredictable and extra, the audience both excited and terrified for whatevers going to happen next. I’d never thought of singer!remus before but I’m starting to absolutely adore the concept, anyway, I ramble. Also from the bloopers I think he’d make a great model lol, as would janus and roman.

Thank you so much for always sending me asks, I love writing the responses and they always get me to think of new headcanons that I end up loving :D

#ask #rose asks #patton-cake #sanders sides #thomas sanders #patton sanders #ts patton #remus sanders #ts remus #logan sanders #ts logan #roman sanders #ts roman #janus sanders #ts janus #ts virgil #virgil sanders #ts sides

[daring-elm]

Let's spread some love!! Patton and Thomas for the ask thing! Love ya ~M

Patton - Name 3 people you love on this app, tag them and tell them why they make you happy!

just three? i may need to bend the rules a bit here

@mintydoesart pattoncake i love you so much—you're an incredible artist and an even better friend, i'm so so happy to know you (even though you bully me for being tiny /j), you're a wonderful person and i don't have the vocabulary to express just how much you mean to me

@gaydumbassenergy @wowimsogoddamnoriginal my two wonderful sons—andreas and logan, you two are some of the nicest people out there, and i'm super glad i got to know you :D you're also both amazing artists, seriously, i love y'all's work so much

@sociallyawkward--fics how can you not love xy i mean??? she's So Cool and such an amazing writer—if you're into the witcher please do yourself a favour and check out her stuff

@sandersfanders @gabe-killed-me-with-ace-cream @romanasanders and everyone else from the server whose urls i can't remember, y'all are amazing people too like iconic!! i'm so glad i know you, thank you for the time we've had and will have in the future—thank you sunny for lighting up my life and being my pun buddy with kas, whom i also greatly appreciate; thank you mariel for being endlessly supportive and taking my side during food discourse; thank you hazel for starting and managing the server with me—really, i couldn't have done it alone; thank you em and eeva and apollo and virgil and everyone else for being amazing

i love y'all with my whole tiny aro heart 🤍

and more!!! @coconut-cluster @ethospathoslogan i love your writing so much you're amazing!! i can't believe i'm mutuals with people that are This Talented i don't deserve y'all OTL

and just!!! i have too many cool mutuals to even tag them all but like if you're reading this and we're mutuals yes i mean you you're great ily

Thomas - Name something you love about yourself!

i answered this one earlier in a kinda self-aggrandizing ramble lol, but i've got some more!!

i love how excitable i am!! if you couldn't tell by the ridiculously long ramble just now i have a lot of feelings, but that also means i can get hyped about so many awesome things!!! i'm practically a human puppy at this point but it makes everything so much more fun!!

thanks for the ask mari, love you too!!

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#ask #mariel tag

[chimerical-caracal]

When The Time For Sleep Is Through (ATRMTD Chapter 1)

Word Count: 1607 words

Warnings: TW for violence / a fight scene that ends in somewhat serious injuries (including someone becoming unconscious), and a panic attack mention 

Pairings: None are focused on in this chapter but there will be ships later on, mainly Analogical  

A/N: Okay so I have no idea where all this energy to write is coming from but I’m gonna take it while it lasts. With this installment begins the main storyline of As The Revel Meets The Day, and I hope y’all are as excited for this AU as I am!! 

If there was one thing Sir Logan had to be as the personal guard of Prince Virgil, it was vigilant. 

Since being granted this esteemed position he had come to realize that his assignment had much more to it than just protecting the prince from physical threats, although that was obviously his main duty. 

Prince Virgil himself was a very cautious individual, and often had fears that could be considered irrational consume his thoughts. And it just so happened that lately something had the prince more on edge than usual; perhaps it had been the frequent nightmares he was known to have, or maybe something else entirely, but whatever the cause the prince had shyly asked Logan if he didn’t mind setting up a patrol or two near his room as soon as the sun goes down. Just for a few nights. 

Now Logan had taken it upon himself to assuage whatever fears had affected the prince at any given time, whether it be by explaining the likelihood of certain events happening or distracting him with stories about his training as a knight. But with the prince’s recent feelings that he could only describe as “being watched somehow”, Logan felt justified in making the executive decision to do the late night patrols requested by the prince himself, as it was his personal duty to protect him. And if it meant that the prince would sleep soundly, a few lost hours of sleep on Logan’s part would make little to no difference. 

As long as Virgil was safe, and more importantly, felt safe. That’s all that mattered to Logan. 

The castle halls had been quite silent as the peacefulness of the night settled within it. Nobody but the actual night guard was awake, with the exception of Logan and perhaps the newly appointed royal mage, as he was known to stay up certain nights to receive the queens’ preferred messenger and welcome him back to the castle. 

The lack of commotion found in the daytime was a welcome presence to the knight, and as he strolled through the hall containing the prince’s bedroom, he took a brief moment to pause and enjoy the tranquil stillness of his surroundings. 

Until a subtle flash of movement caught his eye. 

Logan’s hand moved to the hilt of his sword as he turned himself towards where he’d seen it. There, at the opposite end of the hall, almost completely hidden to the untrained eye, was a figure looming in the shadows. 

Logan’s grip tightened. 

He couldn’t make out any weapons on the intruder, but Logan was not foolish enough to believe that they were unarmed. He began to silently move forward, keeping his eyes firmly fixed on the threat as they crept ever so closer, never leaving the wall’s side, skillfully avoiding the light cast by the torches lit in the halls. They came to a sudden stop, and Logan could make out their head rising, no doubt meeting his gaze. 

A yellow light flashed in their eyes. 

Logan raised his blade just in time as the intruder’s own sword swiftly struck down, meeting in a harsh metallic clash that pierced the night’s former tranquil state. 

He pushed them back and the figure swung again, this time meeting only air as Logan ducked out of the way and stepped to the side, striking the figure in their side and making them hiss in pain. His small victory is short-lived, as the figure steps back only to rapidly bring their sword up and slash down again before Logan could react, this time connecting with Logan’s arm. He squashes down the pain, and moves to block the next swing. 

They exchange blows back and forth, seemingly evenly matched with no end in sight, until the intruder catches Logan’s sword and kicks the knight in the chest, knocking him forcefully into the wall and making him lose his grip on the hilt of his sword. They press their blade against his throat, and Logan struggles to reach for his blade, just beyond his reach. The figure’s eyes gleam yellow again, and then- 

*CLANG* 

The intruder drops to the floor, and Logan looks up only to see a large shield that was once hanging on one of the walls being brandished by none other than the youngest of the royal family’s advisors, Patton. 

His eyes are wide and frantic, meeting Logan’s own before looking down to stare at the intruder’s cloaked body, who was seemingly unconscious after taking such a direct hit on their head. 

Not too far behind him, the doors at the entrance of the hall slam open, and in comes rushing the messenger, dagger in hand, followed close behind by the royal mage, hands glowing with a shimmery red and gold light. The pair quickly come to Patton’s side, and the messenger checks the intruder’s pulse. 

“Are they alive?” Patton asked. 

“Yeah babes, you just knocked ‘em out,” he said. “We’ll have to set them up in the dungeons before they come to.” 

Logan attempted to stand, gripping the wall as leverage, when a gentle hand rested on his shoulder. 

“Oh no you don’t, Sir Logan,” Patton said. “You’re not going anywhere until the physician gets a good look at you. Remy?” 

The messenger glanced up from where he and the mage had been putting makeshift restraints of cloth and a binding spell on the intruder. 

“Yeah Pattoncake?” 

“Go retrieve the court physician from his quarters, and have him bring something that can relieve some of Sir Logan’s pain.” 

“You got it, baby blue.” 

With that, the messenger ran out of the room. 

Logan slumps back down the wall and turns away from the advisor, only to see Prince Virgil standing just outside his bedroom doors and clearly on the verge of a full blown panic attack. 

Patton follows his gaze and immediately sets the shield down and carefully walks over to him, gently starting to run the prince through some breathing exercises, coaxing him back into his room with soft reassurances that everything’s gonna be okay now, he’s safe, he won’t let anyone hurt him, it’ll be okay kiddo, just try to breathe with me, i’m here-  

Logan’s gut pinches with guilt as he watches them, but he tries to ignore it in favor of knowing the prince’s distress won’t last and that he was safe. 

‘Only safe thanks to Patton,’ part of him thinks. 

“Ahem. Sir Logan, was it?” 

Logan turns back to the mage, who was now sitting next to the tied up intruder. 

“...Yes,” he replies. “What is it?” 

“My brother was.. kind enough, let’s say, to share with me some things about injuries like yours that’s given me enough knowledge to know where to apply a few healing spells that might help things along. If you would allow me to cast them on you, of course.” 

Logan hesitated for a moment. Magic was not something he was familiar with, and he only knew this was the royal mage by what others have told him, but the adrenaline was wearing off, and if they truly were skilled enough to be appointed by the queens.. 

“Alright,” he mumbled. “Do what you must.” 

The mage brightened, and swiftly moved to crouch before him. A similar red and gold light that had enveloped their hands upon entering the hall now returns, and they begin to speak a language unfamiliar to Logan’s ears. They don’t place their hands on Logan, yet he feels a warmth on his wounds. The heat is abundant but not uncomfortable. 

Just as they finish the incantation, the hall’s entrance opens, and in comes Remy once again, this time joined by someone Logan actually knows, the court physician Emile. Several of the night guards that Logan could only assume had been stationed closeby followed them as well. 

“Greetings, my admirable doctor! I have taken the liberty to cast a spell that should make your task a bit easier,” the mage exclaimed, making Logan hold back a wince at the sudden shift in volume. 

“Why thank you, Roman,” Emile said. He then knelt next to Logan and held out his hand, which was holding a few small speckled leaves. “Chew on these,” he directed. “It’ll soothe some of your pain until I can treat you properly.” 

Logan took the herbs gratefully and did as he was told. The leaves seemed to melt on his tongue, with a cool and slightly sweet taste that helped sharpen his senses and numb the pain of the various cuts and bruises he sustained from his fight. 

Emile then turned back to Roman. “Would you mind helping me get Sir Logan back to my office? Remy needs to go alert the queens of what happened and these folks have to get whoever that is somewhere they won’t hurt anybody else.” 

“I wouldn’t mind at all!” 

Roman then carefully hoisted Logan up, draping one of the knight’s arms across his shoulder and looping an arm around his waist, and together with Emile’s help they started walking to the physician’s quarters. 

Logan spared one last glance around the hall; Remy had already disappeared, no doubt headed in the opposite direction to the queens’ bedroom, the guards were picking up the intruder’s unconscious body and beginning to carry it to the dungeons, and the door to the prince’s room had been closed by Patton, who was probably still inside and helping Prince Virgil settle down. By all accounts, the events of the night were over, and everything was being taken care of. 

So why did Logan feel like this was only the beginning of something much, much bigger?

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[recipe-for-thomathy]

SWEET!

Patton: do you swear to tell the truth, and nothing but the truth?

Logan: ...yes.

Patton: *leans in and makes flirty eyes at Logan* do you like meeeee???

Logan: Patton... We're married.

Patton: *bursts into happy tears* you said "I do"?!

Logan: you were literally standing in front of me at the alter, how did you miss that?

Patton: *shrugs and sniffs cutely* I don't know...

Logan: *sighs fondly and takes Patton's hands in his* would a kiss perhaps help you recall the memory?

Patton: *slyly smiles* maaaaybe-umph!

Logan: *kisses Patton sweetly* so, do you remember now?

Patton: *giggles* yes.

Virgil and Roman: *hiding behind the couch*

Roman: *gawks at Logan and Patton while handing Virgil 5 dollars* you told me not to be surprised anymore... But I still am.

Virgil: *shrugs smugly* Loganberry loves his Pattoncake, what else is there to say?

Logan: Virgil, you did not just–

Patton: *squeals* Loganberry and Pattoncake! I LOVE IT!!!

Logan: *kisses Patton's cheek* I love you.

Patton: *smiles warmly at Logan* and I love you.

Deceit: *points to Logicality* and that's how I got diabetes.

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Feel free to make art / write a fic based on this post 😊❤

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[i-can-get-extra-with-my-ships]

A Slice Of My Love. Chapter 7. Upstairs.

We’re on the bean bag again. I told you what’s happening in this chapter. (If you’re from Tumblr) You know about the roadblock that came up when I tried to start writing. My shipper is now growing impatient. Also, look at that! This chapter’s a new pov!! I’m evolving!! (Don’t tell anyone how much I wanted to do his perspective.) Let’s just get to it.

Pairings: the glasses gays, best friend mode prinxietea (but it’s toned down A LOT)

Tw: Cursing, minor death mention, spoilers for the movie Big Hero 6 if you still haven't watched it, fluff, Pat and Lo still being shippers, crappy writing, dumb jokes, you know, the usual.

Logan’s POV 

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“Logan, just tell me. I don’t care if it’s all that important. I just need to know what went down whilst I was sleeping.”

Roman had been inquiring about what happened last night. Patton had missed out on a small portion of the events. I had already dubbed it unimportant, but Roman, on the other hand, wanted to know.

I hesitated for only a second or two. “If you so insist, Roman. Now, if I’m not mistaken, Virgil said that the supposed ‘guy’ that was sitting there’s name was Alonso.”

He stood there. He appeared to be trying to fully comprehend what I had just told him.

He turned around and asked Virgil a question.

“Virge, you ok buddy?”

Virgil looked at Roman like he was insane and then responded. “Like I told Patton last night, I’m never okay.”

I looked over at Patton who had been sitting next to me during this whole spectacle. He looked like he was about to go on a tangent.

“I WILL PHYSICALLY FIGHT YOU IF YOU KEEP SAYING THINGS LIKE THAT!!!” Patton was talking as if Virgil was from a different planet. Slowly, annunciating each syllable.

I put an arm around Patton’s shoulders and with my other hand I lifted his chin up.

“Someone still needs more sleep.”

Now, normally, I don’t endorse “sleeping in” as I’ve been informed by the others it’s called, but Patton had a really long night. We both knew that Virgil never went to bed. I know that if Virgil never went to bed, neither did Patton. However, Patton did not share my point of view on the matter of sleeping.

“No, I don’t!! I need to worry about my kiddo.” Patton yawned.

Patton, you’ve already worried enough!

“Patton, if Freakonomic is condoning sleeping in then, you need to sleep.” 

Roman, you must be joking. You’re going to insult me like this, NOW of all times?

Virgil didn’t look up from staring at the counter, he just joined our conversation.

“Yeah, I’m with Princey and Lo on this one.” He didn’t look at anyone of us. He just kept staring at the counter.

The words that came out of Roman’s mouth after that should not have.

“Hypocrites say what?” As always, Virgil fell for it.

“What?”

Patton and I gave Roman the look™. Roman looked like he was debating with himself in his head. He came to a sudden realization and changed the subject that he was well aware was coming.

“Umm, Logan! Doesn’t Patton need more sleep?”

It appears that I had gotten sidetracked.

“Ahh yes. He does. Come on Pattoncake. We need to get you,” I booped Patton’s nose “to bed.”

I only performed the action known as a boop, because it was Patton’s weakness apparently. 

“Fine!” he mumbled in a failed attempt to be mad at the fact that I was forcing him to go to bed.

I walked Patton up the stairs. Once we got to Patton’s door he opened it and walked inside. I waved and was about to turn around and go back downstairs when Patton beckoned me into his room. I hesitated but before I could make a decision, he grabbed my arm and dragged me into his room. That was a typical Patton outburst. I personally found them adorable. Patton always felt a little bad after them. 

Here is where feelings get messy and confusing because I feel terrible since Patton feels bad. It is one of the most metaphorically heartbreaking things I’ve ever seen. On the other hand, however, it’s also a good thing that Patton feels remorse. There could be a day where one of these outbursts affects someone who would much rather not be affected by it.

I still don’t understand why Patton seems to feel that bad after one of these said outbursts affects me.

“Oh my god!! I’m so sorry Logan!! I didn’t mean to do that!!” Patton buried his face in his hands.

Do you happen to recall when I said that Patton doing things similar to what he just did metaphorically breaks my heart?

I reached over and pulled him into a hug. I began to rub his back and I whispered just loud enough for him to hear.

“Patton there is no reason to apologize. To me at least.”

He hugged back tightly. I smiled and whispered, “I personally find it adorable when you do that.” I couldn’t see his face, as he had it tightly press against my chest, but I could feel his blush. I kept the same tone of whisper and asked him, “Patton, can you please tell me why you didn’t sleep earlier?”

There was no verbal response, he only hugged me tighter. I hugged back in a defensive manner. This always happens when Patton feels sad or upset. I get defensive. I have no clue why. There is no danger. (Logan sweetie, they’re called feelings.)

I kept whispering to him since in the past, using this tone of voice, or one similar helps to relax Patton and defuse the situation. “I promise you that I will not get mad. I only wish to help you, Patton.”

He mumbled something. I couldn’t hear what he said. I still whispered “What was that Patton? I couldn’t quite hear you.”

He looked up at me and started to list all the reasons as to why. Most of them were Virgil and his current mental state. I had a bit of an urge to silence him like I did the last time he was rambling, but I ignored it by deeming it inappropriate for this scenario.

I decided to hold up a finger to Patton’s lips. That silenced him. “Patton, I hate to inform you, but your health is more important than Virgil’s. You are more important than Virgil. You need to worry about yourself before you worry about other people.”

He looked like he was going to argue with me but he just rested his head on my chest once more. He started to mumble again, but I could hear him this time “Your always right Logy.” He hugged me extra tightly. I pet his hair. 

We stood there for 1 minute and 37.52, no 38.07 seconds. Just holding each other. It was nice. (That seems like it’s not a lot of emotion but normally he would’ve just thought that it was “rather enjoyable”) I would have preferred to have stayed there longer, but I was beginning to experience discomfort in my legs.

“Patton, if you don’t mind, could we please sit down?” Patton blushed again and said “Oh! Sure!!” He grabbed my arm, as if I didn’t know where I was going, and sat me down on his bed. (Get the filth out of here. If I can’t read smut how the hell would I be able to write the smut? Also, this is a PG-13 place.) 

He then turned on the television that he had, followed by setting up a movie. After he finished setting up he sat down and snuggled up close to me. I wrapped my arm around his waist. 

I knew why Patton chose the movie he did. We both knew. It wasn’t because it was my favorite Disney movie. It was because we’d both seen it several times. Why was that important?

Because we needed to talk about what to do with Virgil.

I already knew what we needed to do. We needed to send him to therapy. Now. Because of how delicate this subject is I couldn’t just flat out say “Patton we need to send Virgil to therapy.” without having Patton metaphorically “lose it”. So this is what I said alternatively “Patton?”

He hummed in response and looked up at me. I continued. “Can we talk?” He looked confused and he hesitated before he replied. “Uhh sure!! What about?”

It was my turn to hesitate. I needed to metaphorically “play my cards right”. “What we should exactly do about Virgil and his, there is no gentler term for this, sanity.”

His smile faded and was then replaced with a smirk. “You already know what we should do. Don’t you?”

I stared at him spellbound. “As a matter of fact, I do.”

“We need to send him to therapy.”

We looked at each other before laughing a little bit. Then the mood got darker again. 

Patton’s first question was, of course, “Do we have to send him to therapy?” I thought for a minute. I hadn’t thought about that. “I suppose that we could wait until further evaluation.”

He nodded. “And by that, you mean ‘until he loses it’?”

“Precisely.”

“How are we gonna tell Roman? He’s not gonna take it well. Neither will Virgil.”

“Going to. I d-” At that moment I was cut off by Roman and Virgil screech no, what they claim to be singing from downstairs. May I remind you that the door was shut too? “NO, IT’S FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE!!! REALLY FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE!!! GO BE FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE!!!! AND I WANT MY PINK SHIRT!!!” I braced myself for what I knew was going to come next. “HE BROUGHT UP THE PINK SHIRT!! YOU KNOW SHIT HAS HIT THE FAN ONCE YOU BRING UP THE PINK SHIRT!!!” Then came the laughter. I sighed and rolled my eyes.

I looked over at Patton. He looked like he was about to scream “language”. He did not scream though. He only sharply exhaled and said “You know what? I don’t care. I ship them too much too care.” I smiled and snorted. “Patton I think that we “ship” those two more than the fandom does.” He laughed. “It’s so true.” Then we broke into laughter of our own.

We turned our focus to the movie again. The good news is that we were past the part were Tadashi dies. That part always makes Patton cry. I’d rather just not focus on Patton crying. If his apologizing for his outbursts isn’t metaphorically heartbreaking then Patton crying is. 

We sat there watching the movie and cuddling. Patton had rested his head on my chest. My arm was still wrapped around his waist. These kinds of moments with Patton were the best. Just enjoying each other's company.

However, that bliss did not last as long as I would have hoped.

We heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Patton looked at me confused. I did the same. Then Virgil kicked the door down we looked up at him in shock. 

I sat there flabbergasted.

Patton spoke first. “Virgil, please tell me why you just kicked down my door.”

He looked like he was overly excited. He moved to the side a little bit and pulled Roman forward. “RoMaN sAyS i’M nOt CrAzY!!!”

I looked at Roman with the dad look that I’ve seemed to get from Patton. 

“Roman, please explain.”

Roman looked down at his feet. “Well, do I have a story for you guys.”

Patton looked up at me and then he looked back at Roman. “And we have something important that you need to know Roman. Virgil? Could you go downstairs please?” 

Virgil looked confused. Still, he let go of Roman’s hand and walked back downstairs.

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Holy McFricken. I did it!! I finished this chapter. I’m so sorry it’s late. I had a 3-day long writer's block. (Tuesday-Thursday) 

Also. We’ve hit 400 Tumblr children!!! OMG, I’m so happy!!! Watch my life go bad on Monday or something. 

But umm… This is the longest chapter. (Like 3 ½ pages) Also. I ALMOST WROTE AN ENTIRE CHAPTER WITHOUT CURSE WORDS!!! ARE YOU PROUD OF ME??? I know I’m proud of me.

Also, I love and hate writing Logan’s POV. I get to use some of my vast vocabulary, but I can’t use metaphors without having to be like “metaphorically” or “figuratively”. I know THAT would get annoying FAST.

                   Anywho, hope you enjoyed.

                                  -Em

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