Hey guys, how is everyone! I just wanted to let you all know that I am opening requests again! (not sure if I formally closed them lol)
I also participated in the @ts-storytime 2020 event this year. My submission was Soulful Sentences over on a03. If anyone is interested in checking it out, the link is below. But I’m back and ready to start writing again.
Thank you to ts-storytime for allowing me to participate, and I’ll see you in 2021
Patton waited, stumbling when the jar was slowly turned on it’s side and the lid was opened. He climbed out, standing on the desk and looking victorious. “Where shall I begin? Decisions decisions,” he purred, looking up at Dee with a grin.
“I want to know why he is turning into you, that’s where I want you to start.” Dee looked over at Virgil, who had taken a seat on a stool near the window, enjoying the rain starting to come down from the heavens.
Patton whined, pouting at Dee. “Why do you gotta ask the important questions first?” He took a moment, before sighing. “Okay so….Virgil is kind of my…..husband by blood,” he informed, deciding to keep it simple.
“What?” Dee questioned, seeing Virgil sit up with a start, suddenly seeming more interested in the discussion.
“Yeah, he is my blood husband. Since he spilled a lot of blood in my realm, about a full body's worth if I were to guess when his fragile body flew into the wall, and since I was the one to do it, he is my blood husband.” Patton looked over at Virgil and waved at him, causing Virgil to gag and turn away, holding his head in his hands.
“What do you mean by that?” Dee asked, moving to take the wings from Roman, along with the sewing needle and surgical thread they were going to use to sew Patton’s wings back on.
Patton perked up a lot, grinning. “It’s a fairy thing. If a human spills blood in our home, then, by fae law, we own them. Virgil spilled a ton of blood in my house, so I own him now.” He turned around, showing his back to Dee.
Dee groaned, shaking his head. “Are you serious?” He questioned, waving Roman forward. He gave Roman a knowing look, his fingers tapping at his leg as he tried to remain calm. If any of them slipped up at this point, it would all be over.
Roman walked over to Patton and gently turned him around, starting to sew the wings back on, hoping that it would hurt Patton. He wanted Patton to feel at least some pain, especially after what he had done to all of them.
Patton felt no pain at all, he didn’t even bleed a tiny bit. He was excited though, and struggled to stay still. “Yep! And now he is slowly turning into a fae, just like me! Soon he will be perfect, the absolute vision of a perfect husba-”
“Stop it! Stop it right now!” Virgil shrieked, his eyes glaring daggers at Patton. “I will not be your mother fucking husband! No fucking way will I consent to this bullshit!”
Patton stared in shock, before he started to giggle quietly. Once his wings were completely stitched on, he doubled over, cackling loudly as tears ran down his face. “You stupid idiots! You had no choice at all! You never had a choice to begin with!”
At that moment the wings started to glow, and they firmly reattached to his body. With a small flap, he was airborne once again, much to the shock of Dee, Virgil, and Roman. “Aww Kiddos! Did ya really think I didn’t notice?” Patton purred, floating over and sitting on Virgil’s shoulder, who was too afraid to move at this moment.
“Get the hell off of him!” Roman barked and he went to try and attack them.
“Don’t move, Roman Alexander,” Patton ordered, watching as Roman went stiff as a board.
“Patton what are you doing? Just let Virgil go!” Dee pleaded, watching as Virgil tried to push Patton off him, only for Patton to sit on his other shoulder.
Patton huffed, playfully pouting at them. “Why would I stop? He’s mine to play with and do as I please. He is my husband.”
“I’m not your fucking husband! I don’t want to be with you!” Virgil cried out, shoving Patton off him and running over to Dee, hiding behind him.
“Virgil~ Come here~” Patton whined, crossing his arms when Virgil managed to stand his ground. “Come here now, or else I’ll come over there to get you,” He informed, growing to human size. “I’m not playing around.”
“No! I fucking hate you, get out of my life you creepy asshole!” Virgil cried out, backing away from him.
Patton burst into tears, before he started sobbing. “How could you be so mean!? Why is my husband so mean!?” He cried out, before he disappeared into thin air, leaving the three of them standing in shock.
It was only quiet for a few moments, before Logan knocked on the door, having been hiding in the hallway this entire time. He had been taking notes of everything Patton said, adding his own thoughts and theories where applicable in a red pen. “Is it safe to come in now? I have a lot of notes and….oh dear.”
He looked between all of them, wincing when Roman’s legs shook as he got released from Patton’s control and fell to his knees. He watched as Dee started cursing under his breath, while Virgil had a few tears running down his cheeks.
He wanted to walk out without another word, but he knew he couldn’t do that now. “I will give you a few minutes to collect yourselves. I’ll be waiting in the kitchen when you’re ready to discuss our findings.” With that he left, quietly closing the doors behind him.
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Roman was the first one to stand up, grinning walking towards where they left the fae in question.He was stopped by two hands on his wrists, which pulled him back to the table.
“Roman stop, what are you doing?” Dee asked, forcing Roman back to his seat. “We need to discuss this and figure out what we are all gonna do.”
“Fine! Not like it will change my mind or anything,” he huffed, sitting back into his seat.” Come on then, someone speak up.”
It was quiet for only a few moments, before Logan spoke up. “To start, we need to decide if we are going to give into his demands, and how we are going to give his wings back. We can let him go, but we can’t give him his wings back.”
“Well that won’t be good enough for him!” Roman snapped back, crossing his arms. “You know how he is Logan! All or nothing! He won’t be satisfied without his wings and you know it,” he mumbled, sighing. “Dee, back me up!”
Dee looked between the men, shaking his head. “Roman is right Logan, but I have an idea on how to trick him,” He informed, grinning. “But I’ll need your help, and someone artsy.”
“I can um...I like art,” Virgil mumbled, trying not to draw attention to himself. He tensed when all eyes turned to him, his pointed teeth poking out as he bit his lip, cringing as an iron taste filled his mouth. He felt something being pressed into his hand, only to see Logan pulling away after handing Virgil a paper towel. Virgil held it to his lips, taking slow, deep breaths to relax.
“So, since Virgil can do art we have a solid plan to get our answers. Logan, how quick are you with writing things down?”
“I won a competition for the fastest and most accurate notes taken when someone was talking…..It was a school thing, don’t ask me why,” he looked away, a soft flush rising to his cheeks.
Dee gave a small smile, trying not to even let a chuckle pass his lips. “No no, it’s alright, that’s good. I need you to take notes for me on what he says. Can you do that for me?”
Logan grinned with pride, glad that his amazing penmanship would come in handy. “You can count on me!” With that in mind, Dee began to fill everyone else in on the plan, watching as smirks grew on their faces.
After about an hour or so, Dee and Virgil walked into the storage room where they were keeping Patton. The fae looked up at them, grinning. “Have you thought about my generous offer?” He questioned, his bright blue eyes glowing with mischief.
“Yes actually, we have,” Dee informed, gently wrapping an arm around Virgil. “And we’ve decided to take you up on your offer.”
Patton’s eyes widened for a moment, before he grinned. “Really? How kind of you. Now, where are my wings, I want to see them first before I even consider this.”
Dee waved his hand and Roman walked over, holding out a delicate pair of wings, Patton’s wings. They were as good as new, fixed up just for him. “I did my best to fix them, I think I did a good job,” Roman informed, holding them close to the jar.
Patton starred, reaching out to try and touch them. His wings, fixed up just like brand new. It was almost too good to be true. “Perfect….and after I tell you I get them and I’m allowed to go free?”
“Yes, it’s as simple as that. Tell us what you know and Roman can reattach them. We’ve made sure that all it takes is a bit of thread to sew them back on,” Dee assured, giving Patton a smile. “But we want part of the information first. I’ll let you out, but if you want your wings back you’ll give me half of the information you know now and I’ll have Roman put them back on. Deal?”
“Deal!” Patton grinned, knowing he was winning. After this he was going to take them home, all of them. They are his and he isn’t giving them up easily.
just-some-gt-trash asked: *glances at Virgil* exactly, but again, no wings and no freedom, no answers
“I know, but it is impossible. Does it have to be both or is he willing to settle for his freedom?”
laurelasse-silmerana asked: *cups Dee's cheek* dear one, NOTHING is ever truly impossible. I can do what has to be done, but I shall need some assurances from our stubborn prince first ~ 🍁 (Thanks, I'm gonna start writing her backstory soon 😁 should be fun!)
“If you’re talking about me I’m not that stubborn,” Roman huffed, pouting and waving the spirit away. “I am totally not at all-”
Logan cut him off, gently placing a hand over Roman’s mouth. “For one, I don’t believe they were talking about you, they were talking about Patton. And two, you are really stubborn.” He chose to ignore the muffled whined and offended huffs Roman made, looking over at Dee. “It’s your call Dee, you decide what we should do.”
Dee felt a lump in his throat, unsure of if he should actually be the leader or not.
just-some-gt-trash asked: I’m pretty sure it has to be both, he’s helpless outside without his wings, and he can’t use them if he’s trapped
“That is true….maybe we could just take him back and drop him into the fairy ring?” Dee asked, feeling slightly guilty for making the fae even more helpless.
just-some-gt-trash asked:
If you do that, he might not give complete information, but it’s your choice, this is to help Virgil
“Well some information is better than none right? I mean at least this way we would get some kind of information and a starting point. It’s a lot better than shooting in the dark,” Logan explained, glancing at Dee who looked pale. “Dee, are you alright?”
“Fine! I’m fine!” He assured, trying to keep himself calm.
anonymous asked: Hey Patton your wings are impossible to fix. However they are discussing the option of letting you go free 🐺
Patton looked up, huffing. “That’s not good enough! I want my wings back so I’m not grounded for the rest of my forever! If I don’t get them back they get nothing!”
laurelasse-silmerana asked: No, Roman, I was not referring to you. Dee. Trust in yourself more. If you should need me I shall be conversing with Patton, merely call if you need aid
Roman looked at Logan, grinning. “See? I just had to make sure! I mean…..they could have been talking about me.”
Logan rolled his eyes, shaking his head. “Of course Roman, but anyway, what should we do? Patton has us backed into a corner. We can’t give him his wings back, but we need the information he can provide.”
theycallmemarshmellowyellow asked: Dude! What I miss? Oh! Yeah, you should totally just dump him off and leave him. He can still use his powers in his own realm even without his wings. How you doing Virge?
“We could,” Dee mused, sighing. “But again, he could cheat us out of some important information.”
Virgil shrugged a bit, playing with his sleeves. “I’m fine right now….I think. I mean, I feel good, but I feel different.” He nibbled on his lips, unaware that he had started to bleed.
just-some-gt-trash asked: Then you should go and talk to him
“I know, I know,” Dee mumbled, sighing. “I just….worry. I just worry a lot about what is gonna happen. I mean, we need him more than he needs us. What if this is slowly killing Virgil?”
“K-Kill?” Virgil choked out, his eyes widening as his breath grew short.
laurelasse-silmerana asked: *vanishes and appears in front of the jar* Morality
“Oh, It’s you. Golden leaf was it? Or did you change your identity yet again?” He asked, his tone cold as he looked over at the spirit.
just-some-gt-trash asked: Calm down Dee, if this were killing Virgil, the solution Patton gave us would have no use, sure, we have no reason to trust him, but do we have other choice?
Dee groaned, shaking his head. “I guess we don’t, I just…..I just wish that it could be different and we could just…..just figure this out without jumping through a million hoops.”
laurelasse-silmerana asked: You may still refer to me thusly. And we both know I have the solution to what you want. But the question stands. Do you DESERVE it?
“You have no solution,” Patton hissed softly, growing angrier with every word. “I can get myself out of this, and I deserve everything! I deserve to go home!”
just-some-gt-trash asked: I know, but talking to Patton is the best option now, since he’s the one who actually knows what’s happening, and lets hope he tells the truth
“I don’t think he will,” Virgil mumbled hesitantly. “I…he tricked all of us, why would he start being honest now?”
theycallmemarshmellowyellow asked: (Taps the jar) heeeeey, tiny pest! Why are you being such a brat?
Patton glared, pulling away. “I am not a brat! I am a Prince and I expect to be treated as such!”
im-tired-and-depressed asked: Virgil, I saw you panicking, breathe love. In for 4, hold for 7, out for 8. Ground yourself. *Wills a shadow to turn into a cup of water* Drink, let your senses relax. Dee, can you get food ready? Eat first before dealing with the brat of a fae. - 🧚♀️
Virgil followed the instructions, slowly easing to drink the water, sighing softly. “Thank you so much, I really….thanks. We should…we should listen and just eat breakfast.”
“Fine…who’s cooking?” Roman asked, looking around. It was dead silent, until Dee groaned. “I’ll do it,” he mumbled, making a simple eggs, toast, and bacon breakfast for everyone. “Of course I have to do everything.”
just-some-gt-trash asked: Because he’ll get what he want out of it
“Yeah he will, we have no way of actually winning this. We are doomed,” Roman wailed, leaning into Logan, who looked just as hopeless. Then, Roman suddenly perked up. “I got it! I got it! I know how to win.”
theycallmemarshmellowyellow asked: Uh-huh. Act like one and maybe I'll treat you like one, eh?
“I am acting as one! You’re horrible! I’ll get myself out!” Patton declared, waving all of the spirits away. “I will stop them and I’ll bring them back my force if I have to!” He gave a dark smirk, looking up at the sky. “I, Prince Morality of the Sun Isles will not be beat by some humans.”
laurelasse-silmerana asked: *sighs in frustration* MEANING I can repair the damage. However, since you are acting the petulant child, I shall disuade your former captives from taking you at your word
“You can’t do anything, you’re just a ghost. And my word is better than the gold you humans love so much! My word is priceless!”
*sighs in frustration* MEANING I can repair the damage. However, since you are acting the petulant child, I shall disuade your former captives from taking you at your word
“You can’t do anything, you’re just a ghost. And my word is better than the gold you humans love so much! My word is priceless!”
~~Asks for the characters are closed, but if you wish to, you may ask the author any questions you have <3~~
(I've stumbled across this blog a few times, unable to get into the story because I relate to Patton too much and therefore don't like unsympathetic Patton. But I've read everything today and I just wanted to tell you that I love your story !!! It's really interesting and the boys should just slapped some heavy fairy doll wings on Patton's back, give him a piece of paper with "freedom" written on it and be like "you got wings, you got freedom, now speak")
An: Honestly, hearing that makes me feel so good. I was honestly worried about some people who who loved and related to Patton would come and attack me for daring to make Patton a brat who doesn’t take anyone’s feelings into consideration but his own. How dare you make my favorite character so unsympathetic! Your blog sucks! I haven’t had anyone do this to me, but as the blog grows bigger I’m still scared that someone will see and realize that I’m attacking their favorite characters and they must defend them.
I’ve had friends of mine get hate for what they write and taking necessary time off for personal events, and I had to take a lot off for school, mental health, and other events I won’t get into now. Every ask I get honestly makes me wanna cry sometimes, because I’ve had such dedicated people following, even after giving up on this blog and other blogs I ran, I love you guys. You have no idea how much your support means to me and I’m so happy everyone is so interested in the story I’m trying to tell.
I want to thank you, @just-some-gt-trash @tricksterangel25 @ laurelasse-silmerana, @ theycallmemarshmellowyellow @tiny-peter-rabbit, the anonymous asks who I love and appreciate just as much as the public asks, and the readers for sticking with me so long. You all mean so much to me, and I’m glad that I get to come here every day and share my stories with you. In the beginning I was just starting out without a concrete story other than fae Patton and his humans, but you guys shaped this blog into what it’s become today. Everyone of you deserves a patt-on the back.
Uh-huh. Act like one and maybe I'll treat you like one, eh?
“I am acting as one! You’re horrible! I’ll get myself out!” Patton declared, waving all of the spirits away. “I will stop them and I’ll bring them back my force if I have to!” He gave a dark smirk, looking up at the sky. “I, Prince Morality of the Sun Isles will not be beat by some humans.”
~~Everyone is now closed for questions! Look out for the next chapter, coming to a blog near you.~~
“Yeah he will, we have no way of actually winning this. We are doomed,” Roman wailed, leaning into Logan, who looked just as hopeless. Then, Roman suddenly perked up. “I got it! I got it! I know how to win.”
Virgil, I saw you panicking, breathe love. In for 4, hold for 7, out for 8. Ground yourself. *Wills a shadow to turn into a cup of water* Drink, let your senses relax. Dee, can you get food ready? Eat first before dealing with the brat of a fae. - 🧚♀️
Virgil followed the instructions, slowly easing to drink the water, sighing softly. “Thank you so much, I really....thanks. We should...we should listen and just eat breakfast.”
“Fine...who’s cooking?” Roman asked, looking around. It was dead silent, until Dee groaned. “I’ll do it,” he mumbled, making a simple eggs, toast, and bacon breakfast for everyone. “Of course I have to do everything.”
You may still refer to me thusly. And we both know I have the solution to what you want. But the question stands. Do you DESERVE it?
“You have no solution,” Patton hissed softly, growing angrier with every word. “I can get myself out of this, and I deserve everything! I deserve to go home!”
Calm down Dee, if this were killing Virgil, the solution Patton gave us would have no use, sure, we have no reason to trust him, but do we have other choice?
Dee groaned, shaking his head. “I guess we don’t, I just.....I just wish that it could be different and we could just.....just figure this out without jumping through a million hoops.”
“I know, I know,” Dee mumbled, sighing. “I just....worry. I just worry a lot about what is gonna happen. I mean, we need him more than he needs us. What if this is slowly killing Virgil?”
“K-Kill?” Virgil choked out, his eyes widening as his breath grew short.
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