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[feralkin]

"hey! you didn't do the thing i asked you to do!!"

list of reasons why i didn't do the thing:

i didn't remember

i thought i already did it

i didn't hear the directions

i didn't understand the directions

you never gave me directions

you never gave me clear directions

i didn't know how to execute the directions

executive dysfunction

i was in too much pain

doing it would cause me (more) pain

i got distracted

it made me anxious

it made me paranoid

it made me overwhelmed

sensory issues

depression fatigue

chronic illness fatigue

i was out of spoons

something else happened that triggered me and i panicked

something else happened that overwhelmed me and i had a meltdown

some combination of physical disability, neurodivergence, and mental illness prevented me from doing the thing

i was busy doing all the other things you asked me to do

NOT a list of reasons why i didn't do the thing:

i'm lazy

i'm defiant

i didn't care enough

i'm not trying

thank you.

[this is ok to rb even if not all bullet points apply to you or you have no official diagnosis! if you relate, you can rb!]

[shortprince-cos]

Another prompt that no one asked for

Janus can feel when another side lies. It made sense, considering he was deceit. He can also identify what side lied based on what he felt. For Logan it was a small headache, Roman and Remus were burning sensations in his arms (right or left depending on who), Virgil was a sinking feeling in his stomach, and Patton would make his heart skip a beat. The sensation would increase depending on how big of a lie it was. So imagine Janus' suprise when, a side who rarely lies, makes his heart writhe in agony.

[litteral-sunshine-2]

Please allow me to type this out! I really wanted to make this angsty, so I uh... I made it so Janus' heart actually stops for a while. Because he is only imaginary, he can't die from it.

_

Something had been up with Thomas lately, he got less and less sleep, he wouldn't eat consistently (or enough) and all the sides had been worried for about a week. There had been bad arguments, a lot of fighting and frankly, Janus has had enough. He never liked loud, arguing noise, which is why he usually tried to reason with people. But that was only part of the reason why.

Every of the sides had some special ability, could sense certain things. For Janus it was obviously lies. The only problem he had with that was the way he sensed them.

Whenever a side lied, Janus would feel it in the form of slight pain or discomfort. For Logan it was a headache, Roman and Remus made his arms burn, almost like muscle cramps and Virgil left him with a sinking feeling in his stomach. The sensations would grow stronger the bigger the lie was. Patton rarely lied, but on the few occasions he did, Janus had felt his heart skip a beat or two. But not in the good, love kind of way, no, his heart would just stop beating for a second, leaving him dizzy and panicked.

So yeah, the past days had been rough for Janus. With so much arguing around, the sides were bound to lie. Effectively, Janus had pretty much been in constant pain for 3 days now. He was exhausted, to say the least. In an attempt to block the pain out, he had locked himself in his room, laying flat down on his bed and tried to distract himself with something. Currently, it was a book.

Janus could feel another wave of arguments rushing down, could hear the loud bickering from the living room and closed his eyes, preparing himself for the pain. It struck him like a truck. Whatever they were talking about now, it really got to Roman especially it seemed. Janus swore loudly as he watched his arm spasm a little from the jolts of pain rushing through.

And that's when it happened. The first thing he noticed was an abrupt silence, then there was nothing. The nothing lasted about three seconds. Janus coughed and clutched his chest when it was over, trying desperately to breathe. His head was dizzy and he saw the world around him spinning in circles. He hated it when Patton lied.

Loud yelling seeped through his door again, more bickering and fighting. "I'M FUCKING FINE!" Pattons voice rang through the air, loud and clear as day. Janus barely had any time to prepare himself before his heart stopped again. This time, it must've been longer, he wasn't exactly sure how long. When he got his consciousness back, he was laying face down on the ground in his room, his head pounding, his arm felt like it was on fire, tears were streaming down his face and he could barely breathe. He turned around, desperately gasping for air, clutching his chest again. The ceiling went blurry once, twice, three times and then, it wasn't his ceiling anymore.

Janus blinked up at the bright light in Thomas's living room. Why was he here? Oh no, this isn't good. Arguing returned, loud, angry noises. Janus flinched at the sudden increase in volume and felt his whole body tremble. "Fine! I called Janus, let's see what he has to say for himself!" Thomas voice brought him out of his little trance.

Janus tried to stand up, but his knees gave in the second he tried to put wait on them. He swore loudly and collided with the ground again. He shut his eyes tight as he felt more tears leaking. "Janus?" Thomas asked very carefully. He hadn't even noticed how silent it had gotten.

"Janus, why are you laying on the ground?" Janus smirked, trying to maintain his dignity in some way. "It's very comfortable." He croaxed out, his voice trembling and breaking and thin. "No offense, but you sound like shit." Roman announced. Janus chuckled an slowly got up. "No offense taken." He smiled at Roman.

This time, he did a pretty good job at standing upright. "So... What did you call me for?" He asked, looking at Thomas. After a short silence, Thomas explained the current situation. Janus tried his best to help the others through this and the pain in his body slowly faded. After an hour or so, the situation seemed to be over.

"Patton, do you think you'll be okay?" Thomas asked, true worry in his voice. Patton smiled. "Yeah, I think I'll be alright from now on."

Janus' body collided with the ground. Black surrounded him. The others only managed to stare as the body laid lifelessly on the ground.

It took one whole minute for Janus to open his eyes. When he did, a scream left his mouth, loud and horrifying and full of pain. He clutched his chest, desperately trying to breathe.

He would have to tell them someday.

[gidget-claws]

I had to- I'm aslo tinkering with my lil doodle style with my blushy Logan in the last page. I might add another lil addition later for more Logince fluff because I need more of that in my life 🥺

Credit to: @callmejem-ily @did-he-just-hiss-at-me and @cha0t1cev1l for their beautiful input in the angst chat and allowing me to turn it into fluff lmao

Bonus:

[litteral-sunshine-2]

As promised, I hope you like it! I haven't written in a while tho, so I might be a bit rusty

_

It's no secret that Thomas likes playing video games and of course, his sides are no exception. They would occasionally get together and play mario cart or some other sort of competitive game against eachother. Everyone got really passionate at those evenings, especially Roman, Virgil and Remus, tho Janus had a tendency to take games way too seriously.

Logan himself didn't always participate in those events, simply because he's not as competitive as the others. However, he did enjoy watching his friends. Overall, Logan preferred to play alone in his room and one of his favourite games were the sims.

He hadn't played in a while and one day decided to get back to all the fun. So he set up his Laptop and made himself comfortable on the couch in the living room. He started a new game and decided to create himself and the others, including Thomas.

That happened a few months ago. Logan had continued his gaming sessions ever since, using the game as an opportunity to plan future events through or see how things would have turned out if Thomas had listened to him for once. It was rather relaxing to Logan.

That was until Romans' sim and his own got closer together. For some reason unknown to Logan, he got very nervous when "Roman" started to get overly friendly around "him", even for his very flirtatious nature. After some days Logan started to realize that he may or may not liked the actual, real Roman a bit more than he wanted to admit.

Like, a lot more.

Then the dreams started happening. Sometimes they took place in the simulations provided by the game, sometimes they took place in real life too. It always followed the same pattern. Roman would talk to him, a normal, casual conversation, but soon enough, he would ask Logan about thinks he liked. His favourite food, his favourite movie, favorite book and so on and so on. Logan would happily talk about his interests and hobbies and Roman would listen, smiling at him and incouraging him to talk. Then, Logan would stop, look at Roman and the two would sit in silence for a while. What happened next was different from time to time. Sometimes, Roman would ask him on a date, sometimes he would just lean forward and kiss Logan. And Logan would kiss back.

One time, Logan had a dream in which he and Roman went on a date together, holding hands a lot and kissing. He had woken up shocked at 4 in the morning. Another time, his dream was... not so family friendly.

But he never acted on those new thoughts of his, neither in-game nor in real life. Until now. Logan sat on the couch again, his laptop on his knees, his mind focused on his game. The past day, he had tried to talk to "Roman" so he would be able to choose from a bigger variety of actions. Today, he succeeded in that task and went ahead to look at them.

"Romantic"

The word stared at him from the screen. Logan blushed a deep red. "Oh." He whispered, slowly kicking on the bubble. A few more options popped up. "Oh my." Logan whispered. The cursor moved almost automatically, slowly, hovering over the bubble "kiss". Logan looked around to make sure no one was in sight. After he confirmed that he was alone, he klicked on the bubble.

His blush grew even redder. It was kind of weird, watching himself kissing Roman, let alone Roman letting it happen. But then again, Logan did use this game to make all the things a reality that he wished upon. And this definitely was something he had wished upon. "Oh my goodness." Logan said out loud.

A laugh sounded from somewhere behind him. "My my Logan, I know I'm loveable, but you did not have to call me that!" Logan quickly turned around, only to stare directly at Janus. "Awww do I look so good that you started blushing?" He teased. Logan quickly shook his head and moved to shut his laptop, but it was too late. "Huh? What's this-" "NOTHING!" Logan shouted and slammed the laptop shut.

Janus broke out in laughter. "Oh my-" Logan closed his eyes, blushing madly. "Please don't say anything." Janus calmed down a bit. "How could I not?! This is pure gold, my friend!" Logan sighed. "Janus, please." The half snake man shook his head slightly. "You'll have to give me a reason why I shouldn't tell Roman." Logan burried his head in his hands. "Fine." He said after a while. "What do you want?" Janus smiled. "50$" Logan turned around and extended his hand. "Promise?" Janus nodded. "Promise." They shook hands.

...

Bonus:

Weirdly enough, somehow, Roman still was informed about the incident. Janus swore he didn't tell him, but Logan didn't completely believe it. In the end, he couldn't be too mad because Roman showed up at his room late at night, a bouquet of flowers in his hands, only to confess his feeling for Logan in a poem he wrote himself.

[trashbincats]

Me doing the same thing a million different ways “Logan but with stars”

[litteral-sunshine-2]

This is so pretty! Thank you so much for sharing this with us. Please allow me to write a little something for it :)

I haven't written in a while so I apologize if it's not the best thing in the world.

__

"Logan but with stars"

It was supposed to be a secret. Not that it really was that big of a deal and with Thomas not really feeling weird about wearing women's clothing, it was obvious that at least one of them would do this.

From time to time, at least, not every day. Logan had found his interest strange at first, but over time he had noticed that the clothes calmed him down, therefore must be a coping mechanism of some sort. He had wondered about the others, too. Maybe Virgil wears dresses and skirts sometimes as well? Since it is a coping mechanism for stress to Logan himself.

Still, Logan had wanted to keep it behind closed doors. It was just... Personal to him. Personal enough that he didn't think the others had to know, at least.

It had been a particularly bad week, a lot of stress and anxiety, there was just so much to do and to organise. Logan hadn't slept in a good 3 days, not that he himself actually needed sleep, but it did leave an affect on Thomas. So he tried to calm himself down, enough so that Thomas could go to bed at a reasonable time today. Which means he searched through his closet, looking for something nice and comfortable to wear. Not so long ago, he had made himself a new dress, dark blue with glitter and dusty splodges of purple and green, making it vaguely resemble the universe. It wasn't very accurate, but it definitely was an aesthetic.

So Logan sat on his bed, reading a good book, some slow classical music playing in the background, dressed in a galaxy-themed dressed. It was already pretty late, so he hadn't expected to be called by Thomas. When Logan felt his feet being pulled downwards, slight panic struck him. He closed his eyes shut and stood as still as possible.

There was a gasp. Then silence. Logan slowly opened an eye, then the other. Virgil, Patton and Thomas stared at him. In an attempt to act professional, Logan cleared his throat and nervously adjusted his glasses. "I uhm... I apologize for my attire, I did not expect to be called upon this late." He managed to get out after a few more, heavy seconds. Thomas was the first to speak. "It's... It's alright, Logan, just... Unexpected." Logan nodded. "I understand." He looked at Patton and Virgil.

Patton's face lit up with realisation. "Wait! Does this mean you're the mom?! Because, y'know! I'm dad! And you're... You're mom!" Logan blinked. "I- I never thought about it like that, but... I suppose that might be correct." He nodded along his statement, more to himself than the others. Patton squealed at that, jumping up and down excitedly.

The last of the four currently present man seemed still unsure about the whole thing. "Logan?" Virgil asked slowly. "This is not like... A weird thing, is it?" Logan tilted his head slightly in confusion. "What do you mean?" Virgil sighed, making vague hand motions. "You know, like a- a..." He sighed deeply and dropped his hands again. "Like a kink?" Logan's eyes grew wide. "WHAT? NO!" He adjusted his glasses once again. "I- no, it's not... Sexual. I just. Like how it looks. It's- I like to be pretty." Virgil sighed in relief as Logan continued. "Dressing nicely makes me feel better. It calms me down- it's some sort of coping mechanism, I suppose." Virgil nodded slowly. "Okay, I guess that makes sense."

Logan smiled. "I'm glad it does. I hope you can still see me as... Professional and serious as before." The last part was directed at Thomas, who smiled at Logan. "Don't worry Logan, I do. I actually called you to thank you for all the work you did this week. I know it takes a lot, and I'm thankful that you were there to help me." A slight blush appeared on Logan's cheeks. "Of course, Thomas. I'm a always glad to help. If there is nothing else, I... I would like to go back to reading my book and trying to fall asleep." Thomas nodded. "Of course, see you tomorrow." Logan gave a salute before sinking back down.

He flopped onto his bed. Today had been "wild". Logan picked up his book and wondered what the others would think about his... Thing.

[falsehoodx]

maybe this one hits a little too close

[litteral-sunshine-2]

You know what? Shoutout to Apollo children.

Shoutout to the Apollo children who write the most heart wrenching poems. Shoutout to the Apollo children who bless us all with the most beautiful music. Shoutout it the Apollo children who look out for us all, who are doctors or healers and saved so many lifes. Shoutout to the Apollo children who excell at archery.

But, most importantly: Shoutout to the Apollo children who don't fit in stereotypes. Shoutout to the Apollo children who have the blood of their friends on their hands, who desperately tried to heal those they loved the most but came too late and now they can't help but feel like they're not good enough. Shoutout to the Apollo children that have been hurt far too much and distance themself from everyone. Shoutout to the Apollo children who desperately need to write to deal with their emotions, who have no other outlet because they've never learned how to talk about their own feelings. Shoutout to the Apollo children who can't for the live of them sing or play any instrument. Shoutout to the Apollo children who have no idea how to write stories or poems or anything. Shoutout to the Apollo children who can't or won't heal, but defend everyone, who fight with such passion even some Ares children won't ever have. Shoutout to the Apollo children who have been hurt so much in battle and who have seen what weapons can do that they laid down their weapons and swore to never pick them up again. Shoutout to the Apollo children who have suffer from mental illnesses. Shoutout to Apollo children who have been through the meanest treatments before they reached camp but nobody believes because they are so bright and cheerful and happy. Shoutout to the Apollo children who have to hide their hurt to not worry their patients.

Shoutout to the Apollo children who fell in battle. Shoutout to the Apollo children who have their lives to save others. Shoutout to all the Apollo children that have left us. Shoutout to all the Apollo children who are still with us.

Because you, all of you, matter and you're all valid. No matter what you've gone through, you're not alone. You have a very big family that will support you. I feel like sometimes people forget how important you are.

So this is a shoutout to all the children of Apollo who have ever lived, to all the wonders they have accomplished. This is a shoutout to all the Apollo children because without them, we'd have a very hard, dark time. Shoutout to all my siblings because I need to remind you that you've got a whole family right behind you.

[very-virgil]

Me right now.

[what-even-is-thiss]

As an ace fander and resident “Deceit is sexy” guy I am highly offended.

[softestvirgil]

As an ace fander and one of the many "Logan is sexy" guys I am slightly bemused

[litteral-sunshine-2]

As an ace fander and one of the "Do they mean aesthetic??" aces I am very confused

[musicbasedmind]

reblog if you’re a safe place for:

lesbian

gay

bisexual

transgender

queer

pansexual

demisexual

ace

hopeless romantics

cis-men

cis-women

non binary folks

the whole spectrum etc…

follow everyone who reblogs ;)

[ask-villegas-sides]

We definitely are! Any LGBT+ people are welcome on our blog! - Beckett 🐼

[dailysandersidesaudoodles]

never not reblog these kinds of posts UwU

[nooflelatte]

Logan ships in the rain ☔️👓💙

last one is me running out of Area 51 with my new alien gf

[litteral-sunshine-2]

I'm soft for Vee being protective

[dragoncartridge]

On Anon hate

[litteral-sunshine-2]

Just as a reminder to think about your words

[donnazbullsit]

Discord culture

-”we should move it to #general”

-come on internet don’t give up on me rn just send this fucking message, the first one doesn’t make any sense without it, and HELL you sent it out of order, oh my god BYE I am out I am socially dead now

-???who else reacted with that emoji I NEED to know

-talking to the same person in 3 servers and 5 channels at the same time about unrelated things

-”goodnight !!!!” *only make yourself invisible to go for a last ninja stroll on tumblr/twitter/instagram/whatever before the real snooze*

-”what time is it where you are again”

-the off topic channel that becomes the busiest

-congrats!!! u successfully edited your message but the server’s shiteater already pointed out your typo

-muting the notifications at lightspeed in busy servers with 7 bots

-”I should leave some servers I am in 33 of them”

-”@everyone *irrelevant thing*

feel free to add

[evelinanonesense-deactivated201]

-*the chat is super busy but instead of partcipating in the conversation you are just watching it scroll by and reading everything, nodding and agreeing at messages and giggling*

-”Hey, I am invinsible because I don’t want that person to see I’m online lol”

-AN ACTUAL FUNCTIONING MESSAGE SEARCH SYSTEM

-Typing like this because you need to make everyone wait for the rest of your text like wait for my text in excitement

-”wHO CHANGED MY NICKNAME TO “MACARONI MC CLUB”

-everyone is in voicechat when you can’t join in but at a time when you can actually talk with everyone you just stay in mute because you’re too shy

-”Why is #channel a thing again?”

[plants-and-swords]

“I swear to fucking GOD don’t you dare pin that”

[poison-lyra]

@lonewolf91828 @what-is-my-motive @maybe-i-like-the-misery @maxneedsnosleep

[litteral-sunshine-2]

My personal favorite, apparently:

-why tf is no one responding?? It's like 2pm!

... Oh. Yeah okay no one lives in my city/country/fucking continent I swear how could I forget

and also

- dude come on why you not online?? The guild/the horde/our team/I need you you're our/my best healer/tank/dd/friend why you so busy I know you don't have school you have holidays/ a day off work!

-bOI it's 2:39am for me!

[thursday]

do you ever look back at a friendship with someone from the internet and think to yourself, “i’m so glad that i decided to befriend them because they make me so happy”

[notkirkwords]

@wayward-bumblebee @hemooryctolagus lookin at you two

[sunlightsshadow]

Same!

Also @sanderssides-stuff

[litteral-sunshine-2]

Oh yes, defenitely!

[litteral-sunshine-2]

I present to you a sanders sides hc that came to me at 3am and is reasonably angsty

In the middle of a heated argument between Logan and Roman, Deceit suddenly comes in. Everyone is confused as to why he was there, the argument was nowhere near his... topic. Thomas is about to tell him to leave, when to everybodys surprise, especially Deceits, Virgil asks him to stay. Dee hesitantly goes over to him and sits down on the stairs. All of them stared at Virgil. He sighed.

"I don't like him, but that does not mean that I don't accept and respect him for who he is. He is a part of you Thomas, he has an impact on you. And maybe, he does more than you give him credit for, just like me.

He's not always the bad guy."

Nobody saw, but a few tears made their way down Deceits face.

The argument continued. After half an hour, Logan finally lost his temper. "These are just old papers, you can't hoard things forever Patton!" Patton started crying, Virgil gave Logan a cold look and Roman started to shout. And in the very middle of it all, Thomas stood helpless, everything was too loud, if they would only shut up...

Suddenly, all the sounds stopped. Not just the sides, but even the clock at the wall stopped ticking. Thomas looked around confused. Everyone had their left hand clamped shut over their mouth. His gaze falls in Deceit.

Deceit sits on the stairs, his eyes shut tightly. He covers his ears with his hands. Tears stream down his face. Slowly, hesitantly, almost shy, he looks up and puts his hands down. "Thomas..." His voice is breaking. "You need to learn to loose the things you don't need anymore." Thomas is too shocked to answer. Deceit is crying??

"Never, never keep what makes you bad." it was a whisper, but Pattons eyes grow very wide, he can't move tho, so he just stares. Slowly, Deceit sinks down, his tears still streaming down his face. Thomas doesn't register when the other sides start arguing again.

Thomas lays down to sleep that night, patiently waiting but for Remy to finally come in. The door opens, but it's not Remy who steps inside. It's not Virgil either. Thomas sits up straight in his bed. Deceit shuts the door. "I won't be long." He says. "I just wanted to say goodbye." Thomas blinks. "Goodbye? Where are you going?" Deceit hisses at him, not like Virgil hissed at Logan, Deceit sounds more like he's talking parcel.

"That's not important. Tell Virgil that he's the best son I ever had." Tears start streaming down his face again. His body is shaking as he walks through the door.

The next morning, at 6am, Thomas is standing in front of Joanns house. He is ringing without break like a maniac. Joann comes running down, afraid something bad had happened to the old married couple next door. He opens the door and immediately has a man in his arms. He has to take a few seconds to realise who it is. Thomas is crying. Joann, now very confused and extremely concerned hugs Thomas close and tries to calm him down.

A few minutes later, the two sit next to each other on Joanns couch. Thomas has a big cup of tee in front of him. "So, tell me, what's wrong?" Joann asks. Thomas looks at him. "Everything." He says. "Humans are so cruel. Have you seen the news? It's horrible what they did." Joann tries hard to think. "What do you mean?" Thomas looks at him wide-eyed. "War, Joann. War everywhere. All over the world. All those psychopaths in the schools, shooting children. How many have died yesterday?" Joann doesn't really know what to say. "Thomas, it's been like that for years, humans are like that, you can't change them." Thomas breaks out in tears again. "I know."

Thomas has to stay at Joanns that day, too afraid to go outside again. The next day, Joann talks to Thomas to try and find out what has happened. Because something.... Something inside Thomas had changed, Joann knows that.

At noon, Thomas sits alone on the mattress Joann had set up for him yesterday. Joann themself has gone out for groceries. Suddenly, Virgil appears next to him. "Thomas, we have a problem." Thomas sighs, defeated. "Yes, I know." Patton pops up. "You know?!" He asks. Roman and Logan come up too. Everyone looks at Thomas, terrified. "Everything is pointless." Thomas says, his eyes brimming with tears again. "So many people die every day. And what can I do? Nothing! I can't even write anymore. I've tried." He points at a few scrunched up papers.

Remus appears next to Roman, a look of horror on his face. "The door broke. Deceit was the only one who could handle him!" Thomas looks up at that. But not at Remus, no. He looks at Virgil. "Virgil, Deceit told me to tell you that you were the best son he ever had." Thomas says. Virgil starts crying, Patton too.

Suddenly, a bright orange light floods the room. Thomas has to cover his eyes to not turn out blind. "What is this?!" He screams, pure panic raising inside of him.

"Hello Thomas" A voice speaks with a heavy British accent, it comes from everywhere.

"Who are you?!" He screams.

"I'm you depression. I've been waiting to come out."

[litteral-sunshine-2]

Prinxiety

this is based off a headcanon of my friend so the plot idea goes to them^^

basically, Roman finds out that Virgil has both his shoulders tattooed with star constellations and planets and yeah, here we go!

It was summer and it was hotter than ever. Logan had, although a bit grumpy, changed from his usual black jeans to black  shorts, even Roman had to change his usual royal outfit and was now walking around in white hot pants, a white top and his sash as per usual. the only one who hadn't changed was Virgil. This concerned mostly Roman. So, on a particularly hot night he was sneaking into Virgils room to steal his hoodie and all of his long sleeved shirts. The next morning, Virgil woke up and walked to his closet to get dressed, only to stand there extremely confused for a good minute. He picked the most comfortable set of clothing that he could find, that being a pair of ripped skinny jeans and a black, old tank top that had one of the old Panic! At The Disco logos on it (it's from the pretty. odd era). When he came into the living room, everyone else was already there. Virgil quietly made himself a cup of coffee in the kitchen, sitting down on the kitchen counter to drink it. He sat facing the others in the living room, so he watched them over his cup. After a minute or so, he spoke up. "Hey, has anyone seen my hoodie and my shirts? They're just gone." Everyone turned to look at him. Pattons and Romans eyes went wide, only Logan remained professional. "I have no idea were they could be located, but I have to say the tattoos look very good. Even though the constellations do not appear right next to each other like that." Virgil blushed slightly. He had actually forgotten about the tattoos on his shoulders. Patton started squealing. "THAT IS SO BEAUTIFUL!" He nearly screamed. "Heh, thanks Pat." Virgil muttered, even more embarrassed. Roman slowly made his way over to Virgil. "Those are very beautiful." He whispered, tracing the fine lines of ink and admiring the beauty of them. Roman seemed to be especially fond of the planet Jupiter that was on Virgils left shoulder, tracing the lines carefully as if Virgil himself was a very fine piece of art. Virgil could feel himself blushing madly. After Roman was done with his shoulders, he picked up Virgils left hand, holding it delicately to look at the little moon that was tattooed on Virgils wrist. Virgil saw it a week or so later. Roman had gesticulated and his sleeve was riding up a bit and Virgil had seen a glimpse of something black. Once he had a chance to grab Roman in private, he rolled up the sleeve only to find a sun tattooed on the princes right wrist. It was in the same minimalistic style as Virgils. Virgil stared at it, unable to get his eyes away from it. "I had it done on my right wrist so they are together when we're holding hands." Roman explained. Virgil slowly looked up. "You shouldn't have... That's beautiful, I- I don't know what to say..." Roman brushed a strand of Virgils hair out of his face. "But I do. I'm sorry if I ever hurt you with the nicknames I used to give you. I just didn't know what I was feeling. But I do now. You're so beautiful and it's a shame you can't see it yourself. I wish to make you realize it. I want to hold you close and tell you how amazing you are. I want to be your sun, shining on you and making you glow so everyone else can see how pretty you are." Roman paused because Virgil started crying slightly. He slowly moved his hand to rest on the side of Virgils face, stroking his thumb over Virgils cheek delicately. "Would you do me the honor and light up my darkest nights? I will be your sun, will you be my moon?" Virgil wasn't able to do anything but nod and pull Roman in for a sweet, passionate, yet slightly teary kiss.

[litteral-sunshine-2]

A friend of mine asked for an age regression Virgil fanfic so I'm writing this for them. I don't know their Tumblr so I'm not gonna @ them. Alright, here we go!

Virgil always had a few odd habits. The others had noticed that very soon. He always had the tendency to avoid any and all situations that would cause him to stress. He stayed in his room most of the time, he barely ever came out. On some days, he would refuse to eat anything but dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets. On others, he'd almost throw up when seeing broccoli. On very rare occasions, he'd even call Logan 'mom', only to blush very hard and immediately mumble an apology. No one had ever said anything about it tho. Sure, Roman made fun of him sometimes, but he makes fun of Virgil because everything else too.

However, one day, Virgil refused to leave the room as per usual. At first no one minded, it was Virgil, he had always acted this way. But when it reached nearly 3pm and Virgil hadn't come out to eat yet, Patton started to get worried. So, he went to knock on Virgils door. "Virgil, kiddo! I know you wanna stay in there all day long, but you have to eat!" When no one answered, Patton knocked again. "Virgil!" this time, Virgil replied. "I'm not hungry dad!" Patton smiled at being called dad, Virgil was the only one who really did it and it always made him smile. "I don't believe you~" Patton sang through the closed door. He heard a giggle from inside. He felt a wave of instant relieve rush through him. Virgil was not in danger, he was giggling, he was fine.

So Patton opened the door. He had expected to find Virgil on his bed, listening to music, or maybe at his desk, writing his sorrows on paper. What he didn't expect was to find Virgil sitting in a pile of pillows on the ground, half asleep, with a stuffed animal tightly clutched in his hands. As Patton looked closer, he realized that the stuffed animal was a snake. It's underside or 'belly' was yellow, while the rest was black.

Virgil looked up at Patton. The dad smiled fondly. "There you are. I was worried about you, kiddo." Virgil giggled again and stood up, although he was a bit weak on his feet. He made his way over to Patton, embracing him in a very random hug. Patton didn't mind it. After Virgil hat parted from Patton again, he looked at him. "I'll make myself something to eat, do you want to eat with me?" Patton asked. Virgil jumped up and down and nodded his head.

And then it hit Patton like a fucking train. Virgil didn't act like a 23 year old. And this was not just childish behavior. He gasped. "V-virgil.... Are you... Do you-" Virgil tilted his head to the side and looked at Patton, wonder in his eyes. "Are you... Little?" Virgil blushed a very dark shade of red and nodded slowly. Patton eyes lit up, while his lips curled into a wide smile.

"Oh boy! I always wanted to be able to take care of someone!" Patton yelled, embracing Virgil in a hug yet again. "Don't you worry kiddo, I've got you. I'll take care of you if you let me and I will tell Roman to shut up if he dares say something mean about this." Virgil smiled and hugged Patton back. "Thanks dad." He mumbled. Patton let go of Virgil, only to grab his hand. "So, what do you want to eat?" Virgil didn't even thought about it before he said "Alphabet soup!" Patton smiled. "Alright, alphabet soup!" And with that, he took Virgil with him to the kitchen.

Patton set Virgil down at the table and told him to wait while he made soup for the two of them. While Virgil was waiting, he played with his snake. A few minutes later, Logan entered the room and sat down at the table. "Salutations, Virgil. I didn't think I would see you today." Virgil just smiled at Logan. "Well, I'm glad to see you mom. Dad is making me some soup!" Logan blinked a few times, waiting for an apology that never came. He was about to ask Virgil about it, but Patton came in. "There you go kiddo! Your soup is read- oh hey Logan!" Virgil thanked Patton as he set down his bowl and he began eating. Patton sat between Virgil and Logan, eating soup too. "You want some?" Patton asked, holding out the spoon to Logan. "No thank you." Logan declined. "But I have to ask you something." Patton nodded for him to go on. "Virgil called me mom. And he did not apologize like he usually does." Patton smiled at Logan. "Oh yeah, he's little and I'm taking care of him." Logan adjusted his glasses. "He seems to be at his normal height and I do not understand how that relates to Virgil calling me 'mom'." Patton laughed quietly. "Oh Logan, that's not what I meant! Virgil is acting like a little child." Logan looked confused for a second, before it finally clicked. "Oh you mean something like age regression took place?" Patton nodded. "Yeah I'm sure that's what it's called." Logan nodded. "In that case. Virgil?"

The dark side looked up. "Hm?" Logan smiled his best smile at him. "I want to tell you that I will try my best to... Take care of you. You can trust me." Virgil smiled happily. "Thank you mom!" Logans smile softened a little bit. "You're welcome."

[sympathetic-slimy-boi]

IT WAS ME!!! AND I LOVE THIS SO MUCH ITS SO CUTE THANK YOU AGAIN!

[litteral-sunshine-2]

AHHHHH I FOOUUND YOU!!!!

[litteral-sunshine-2]

A friend of mine asked for an age regression Virgil fanfic so I'm writing this for them. I don't know their Tumblr so I'm not gonna @ them. Alright, here we go!

Virgil always had a few odd habits. The others had noticed that very soon. He always had the tendency to avoid any and all situations that would cause him to stress. He stayed in his room most of the time, he barely ever came out. On some days, he would refuse to eat anything but dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets. On others, he'd almost throw up when seeing broccoli. On very rare occasions, he'd even call Logan 'mom', only to blush very hard and immediately mumble an apology. No one had ever said anything about it tho. Sure, Roman made fun of him sometimes, but he makes fun of Virgil because everything else too.

However, one day, Virgil refused to leave the room as per usual. At first no one minded, it was Virgil, he had always acted this way. But when it reached nearly 3pm and Virgil hadn't come out to eat yet, Patton started to get worried. So, he went to knock on Virgils door. "Virgil, kiddo! I know you wanna stay in there all day long, but you have to eat!" When no one answered, Patton knocked again. "Virgil!" this time, Virgil replied. "I'm not hungry dad!" Patton smiled at being called dad, Virgil was the only one who really did it and it always made him smile. "I don't believe you~" Patton sang through the closed door. He heard a giggle from inside. He felt a wave of instant relieve rush through him. Virgil was not in danger, he was giggling, he was fine.

So Patton opened the door. He had expected to find Virgil on his bed, listening to music, or maybe at his desk, writing his sorrows on paper. What he didn't expect was to find Virgil sitting in a pile of pillows on the ground, half asleep, with a stuffed animal tightly clutched in his hands. As Patton looked closer, he realized that the stuffed animal was a snake. It's underside or 'belly' was yellow, while the rest was black.

Virgil looked up at Patton. The dad smiled fondly. "There you are. I was worried about you, kiddo." Virgil giggled again and stood up, although he was a bit weak on his feet. He made his way over to Patton, embracing him in a very random hug. Patton didn't mind it. After Virgil hat parted from Patton again, he looked at him. "I'll make myself something to eat, do you want to eat with me?" Patton asked. Virgil jumped up and down and nodded his head.

And then it hit Patton like a fucking train. Virgil didn't act like a 23 year old. And this was not just childish behavior. He gasped. "V-virgil.... Are you... Do you-" Virgil tilted his head to the side and looked at Patton, wonder in his eyes. "Are you... Little?" Virgil blushed a very dark shade of red and nodded slowly. Patton eyes lit up, while his lips curled into a wide smile.

"Oh boy! I always wanted to be able to take care of someone!" Patton yelled, embracing Virgil in a hug yet again. "Don't you worry kiddo, I've got you. I'll take care of you if you let me and I will tell Roman to shut up if he dares say something mean about this." Virgil smiled and hugged Patton back. "Thanks dad." He mumbled. Patton let go of Virgil, only to grab his hand. "So, what do you want to eat?" Virgil didn't even thought about it before he said "Alphabet soup!" Patton smiled. "Alright, alphabet soup!" And with that, he took Virgil with him to the kitchen.

Patton set Virgil down at the table and told him to wait while he made soup for the two of them. While Virgil was waiting, he played with his snake. A few minutes later, Logan entered the room and sat down at the table. "Salutations, Virgil. I didn't think I would see you today." Virgil just smiled at Logan. "Well, I'm glad to see you mom. Dad is making me some soup!" Logan blinked a few times, waiting for an apology that never came. He was about to ask Virgil about it, but Patton came in. "There you go kiddo! Your soup is read- oh hey Logan!" Virgil thanked Patton as he set down his bowl and he began eating. Patton sat between Virgil and Logan, eating soup too. "You want some?" Patton asked, holding out the spoon to Logan. "No thank you." Logan declined. "But I have to ask you something." Patton nodded for him to go on. "Virgil called me mom. And he did not apologize like he usually does." Patton smiled at Logan. "Oh yeah, he's little and I'm taking care of him." Logan adjusted his glasses. "He seems to be at his normal height and I do not understand how that relates to Virgil calling me 'mom'." Patton laughed quietly. "Oh Logan, that's not what I meant! Virgil is acting like a little child." Logan looked confused for a second, before it finally clicked. "Oh you mean something like age regression took place?" Patton nodded. "Yeah I'm sure that's what it's called." Logan nodded. "In that case. Virgil?"

The dark side looked up. "Hm?" Logan smiled his best smile at him. "I want to tell you that I will try my best to... Take care of you. You can trust me." Virgil smiled happily. "Thank you mom!" Logans smile softened a little bit. "You're welcome."

[candied-peach]

“𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕚𝕣𝕔𝕦𝕤”

virgil and deceit are incredibly gay and virgil has freckles because why not

also it took approx 82979472 tries to come up with anything remotely worth seeing the light of day

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if you reblog this, i will cherish your soul

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This adorable!!!