#aromantic patton

[robertdownerjunior]

my ideal sanders sides ship alignment (as a multishipper it's all of them but I digress) is anaroceit intrulogical and AROMANTIC ROMANCE REPULSED ASEXUAL SEX FAVORABLE PATTON

most people tend to have a three ship pairing or two poly ship pairing or lamp + dukeceit and I just want my cult of aroace patton.

[moreconfusedthanonaverage]

a patton doodle for day one of @aro-sides-week !!

day one is discovery, so here is patton explaining how he realized he was aro!

a little messy, but i like it a lot

[siren1song]

Let’s Go Out with a Bang

Summary: Patton’s got a bit of a double life, and people from both lives end up meeting each other. Well... this should be interesting.

Warnings: Mentions of drugs, mentions of alcohol, mentions of sex

Word Count: 1,360

Taglist: @acanvasofabillionsuns, @emo-disaster, @greenninjagal-blog, @jungle321jungle, @sleepy-sides, @gattonero17, @another-sandersidesblog, @strawberryjellystuff, @remusownsmyuwus, @logic-with-a-pinch-of-deceit, @gr3ml1n-loser, @main-chive, @kiribakuandcats, @firey-alex, @orca-iguana, @spooky-scary-virgil, @yalltookmyurlideas

Notes: I’ve been trying to work on this. For ages. And I’m so glad it’s done now. Feral Patton everyone.

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Patton sometimes felt like he led a double life. This was because he had two totally different friend groups, neither one aware of the other or how he acted with either group.

There was his friend Logan, Roman, and Emile. They were great people, and he loved hanging out with them, though he preferred to act more on the tamer side with them. He enjoyed watching cartoons, talking about Disney, and learning about new things scientists were discovering all the time.

It was a fun time! And sure, he may throw the innocent act on a little hard at times, but it was funny watching Roman and Emile stumble around themselves when a dirty joke was made and he pretended not to understand.

Then there were his other friends. Virgil, Janus, Remus, and Remy. All of them knew how he really acted, especially at night when they were partying at some college party or practically taking over a club with their enthusiastic feral energy.

Patton made dirty jokes, he’s had one night stands, he’s gotten absolutely wasted. Hell, he’s also tried some drugs at Remus’ request though those he wasn’t really in favor of.

He even swears like a sailor, and has slept with all four of those friends at some point or another, though it all remained strictly casual because Patton didn’t really do romance. Patton preferred platonic relationships and sexual intimacy over romantic intimacy and actions, and Remy was right along with him in that, providing the label aromantic when he wondered about it idly.

It was a nice label, and Patton wore it proudly in both groups. Which meant he probably should have expected them all eventually meeting each other during Pride.

“Patton?” Roman spoke up, drawing Patton’s attention from the knitting project he was working on.

There was no way he could have predicted seeing Janus over Roman’s shoulder, eyebrow raised at seeing Patton’s more subdued dad aesthetic compared to the feminine punk style he liked to sport when he spent time with him and the others.

“Hey kiddo, what’s up?” he asked, smiling as he leaned back in his chair and set his knitting in his lap.

This should be an interesting conversation.

“You know Janus? As in the yellow punk dude who’s been driving Logan insane in his philosophy classes?” Roman asked, stepping inside the room and giving Janus the opportunity to lean against the door frame.

Patton fought back a giggle because according to Janus, Logan has also been sleeping with him for two weeks.

“I’d say we’re pretty good friends, yeah!” was his response, Janus coughing to cover up a laugh that Roman caught.

Narrowing his eyes, Roman looked between the two of them before sighing.

“Is there something you’re not telling me, padre?”

Patton shrugged, shifting his project and yarn to the table by his chair and getting a bit more comfortable.

“There’s a lot I’m not telling both of you, I’m willing to answer questions though, if you have any.”

“Just like that?” Janus asked, squinting at Patton suspiciously.

Patton grinned in a way he usually only did around his feral group of friends, mischievous and sly.

“Of course not, what do you take me for, JayJay? I’m not boring.”

“Woah, what?” Roman interrupted, staring at Patton with wide eyes and prompting the giggles Patton had held back earlier.

“That’s what I thought,” Janus said, ignoring Roman’s confusion, “so what’s the price this time, Fae?”

“Fae?” Roman asked incredulously, getting a little more frantic in his search for answers.

Patton just hummed, tapping his chin in thought.

“You pay for a whole night of clubbing with me and Remus-”

“You know my brother?!”

“-and I’ll answer whatever you want,” Patton continued as if Roman had never interrupted.

Janus nodded, though he seemed to wince at the affect that would have on his wallet.

“Hello? Roman here is very confused and would like some answers!” Roman said, finally pulling Patton’s attention to him.

“Ah, sorry Ro! I’ll answer whatever you want after JayJay, okay?” he said, smiling apologetically.

Roman moved to plop on the couch, staring at Patton with wide eyes.

“I… sure. Okay, why not.”

Patton would reach over to pat his leg, if he wasn’t on the far end of the couch.

Janus cleared his throat, narrowing his eyes at Patton suspiciously.

“Why do I have to pay but Roman doesn’t?”

Patton raised an eyebrow, giving Janus a sweet smile they both could tell was fake.

“I dunno, why does Roman know your name when it took me two years to graduate from Dee to Jay and another to Janus?”

Janus flushed, glancing at Roman before looking away.

Ah, he likes him and Logan then.

“Never mind. What’s with the dad get up?” he asked, very quickly moving on and earning a snicker from Patton.

“I like it,” was Patton’s answer.

“Right, and the punk style I usually see you in?”

“I like it too.”

Janus nodded, looking Patton over for a second.

“Lack of swearing?”

“Swearing?” Roman whispered, distressed as he looked at Patton, who was struggling not to laugh.

“Don’t usually do it outside the group,” he answered, crossing his arms and leaning one elbow against the arm of his chair.

“…Give me one swear and I’ll be satisfied,” Janus said, looking at Roman.

And honestly, Patton couldn’t deny Janus the hilarity of seeing Roman witness Patton cuss for the first time, could he?

“Son of a bitch. Happy?”

Janus swallowed noticeably at Roman’s surprised squeak, clearly forcing back a laugh.

“Very, thank you.”

Patton rolled his eyes, and then looked at Roman apologetically.

“Okay Ro, shoot your questions, I promise I’ll answer.”

Roman just stared at him, mouth hanging open and eyes wide. Patton couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for him, honestly.

“How long? Have you been hanging out with my brother?” he asked, seeming to recover enough to be able to get his words in working order.

Patton hummed, biting his lip and looking up at the ceiling in thought.

“Uh… I think four years? Maybe five? I don’t exactly remember when I joined the group, just know Remus is the one who brought me into it.”

“Four and a half years,” Janus spoke up, earning a thankful grin from Patton before he looked back at Roman.

“There ya have it, four and a half years.”

Roman nodded, then looked at his lap.

“You go clubbing?”

“Every week! Usually Fridays and Saturdays since I don’t have work those days.”

“Right. The days you disappear and we all thought you were volunteering at an animal shelter or something,” Roman said, now pushing his fingers through his hair.

“He’s allergic animal dandruff?” Janus said, clearly confused as he looked at Roman.

“Well, just cats actually. I could probably volunteer at a dog shelter and be fine. Ooh, that sounds fun too, I should do that!”

Patton clapped his hands together in excitement at the idea, trying not to wiggle too much in his chair because his stims weren’t exactly something Janus had seen— at least the ones that weren’t him dancing anyway.

“Fae, focus,” Janus said, clearly amused by Patton’s excited side tracking.

“Right! Yeah, I go clubbing on those days. I also have a tattoo on my shoulder! And I have matching snake bites with Janus! We got them together, it was fun.”

Roman blinked, looking at Patton in confusion.

“I’ve never seen the holes?”

“Do you stare at my mouth often?” Patton teased, grinning widely at Roman’s responding blush.

“Don’t you also have a tongue piercing that you got with Remus?” Janus commented.

Before Patton could answer, Roman made a noise that drew the attention of both him and Janus.

“You were the friend he got that piercing with?”

“Roman, kiddo, I was the friend who did a lot of things with Remus, I don’t really think you want to know the extent of that.”

Patton couldn’t help but feel a mixture of amusement and pity at Roman’s noise of distress.

The conversation clearly wasn’t over yet, but considering how amusing it already was, Patton could not wait for the rest of it.

[kys0g0i]

@no-i-dont-have-a-gender

Absolutely

[Requests still open!]

[mossy-covered-bones]

Has anyone done anything with aro! Patton before? Because I think that would be a pretty nifty idea

[middlingthebest]

What If They’re Dating?

No pairings or warnings Asexual character, Aromantic character word count: c/1000 Happy last day of Pride month! xxx

The question of whether Remus and Patton are dating is currently the most hotly debated topic in the friend group. Well, among everyone but the two in question. They can’t say they haven’t tried to give them their answers but really, they hadn’t actually asked them and it was almost funny how long it had been going on for. Almost. 

Remus and Patton had nothing in common except their friend group. They had only met through Roman and as far as any of them had been aware, that was where their "friendship" ended. Patton had made it clear very early in their collective meetings that Remus’s crude humour didn't sit well with him. Remus, after every cringe, every "well now, kiddo...", rarely held back with his criticisms and gripes about how boring he was. So when they moved in together, needless to say they were all a bit shocked.

They'd been interrogated for days. Roman had rounded on Remus immediately, demanding to know if he was kidnapping his friend. Virgil had sat down with Patton on his own, then again with Janus and finally with Logan as well to figure out why he was doing it and to coax him out of the idea. It was around this time, they reckoned, that the now fateful phrase, "we just get along really well on our own!" was uttered.

It had been Patton who had said it, trying to placate Virgil after so many talks, but Roman had inevitably heard, and he ran with it.

"What does that even mean?!" He ranted to the others. Virgil had joined him quickly on this dizzying teacup ride of worrying emotions but for once, it was Roman who was spinning the wheel. They kept circling the phrase, staring at it until they were sick and them circled it some more. If Logan and Janus had joined them on this ride then Logan was impressively resilient as he suffered silently through it all, but the entertainment factor for Janus seemed to be rapidly losing its appeal.

In a whiplash inducing move, he grabbed the figurative wheel spinning them around with one simple suggestion. "Maybe they're dating."

Roman looked about as sick as Virgil felt. They barely paused to look at each other before they were reaching for the wheel and the ride started over again.

Logan got sick of it first, leaving them to it not long after but Janus was enjoying himself once again, watching the carnage unfolding in front of him.

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They'd been living together for almost a month when Patton stormed into their flat in a very un-Patton-like manner, the best kind as far as Remus was concerned. He set aside his crisps and jar of mayo to watch Patton stomp over to the couch and throw himself down onto it with a muffled scream. Remus gave him a minute and sure enough, when he popped back up his outsides were back to their usual pop-star togetherness, with only the general dishevelment that came with throwing yourself on the couch suggesting that he was still ruffled on the inside.

"Which one was it today?" Remus asked, both of them well used to this by now.

"Logan." Patton admitted, the guilt with which he used to confess to these things long gone. There was only so many times you could rat your friends out in a day before the guilt gets replaced with general annoyance. Remus tsked sympathetically and offered Patton a nibbled crisp which was politely declined. Logan was always difficult when the “Patton/Remus question” came up. While they could expect the "subtle" prying from Virgil and Roman, Logan was a natural data-collector and it was clear to both of them that he was getting increasingly more confused with his results. They couldn't blame him, they were mainly based on nonsense.

"Did you finally tell him at least?" Remus asked, and that brought back a little of the guilt.

"No, I really wanted him to just figure it out today." Patton complained. "I mean, I didn't exactly go subtle!" And if they knew what to look for then Remus would have been inclined to agree. It was unfortunate, however, that only downside was Remus himself.

"While I can admit, dressing as the aro flag does have that on-the-nose quality that I like, did he just think-"

"He thought I was wearing your clothes, yeah. He wrote it in his book as I was leaving." That was a bummer. With a sigh, Patton got up from the couch to change out of the green and back into his usual bubbly blues, flashing a tired smile to Remus who just gave a shrug in response.

"I'd say I'd join you next time but Virgil might think I'm coming on to him and then we'll have a whole new bout of drama." Which, now that he was thinking about it, might actually be fun. He lifted his head and a thoughtful, questioning look up to Patton and was met with a sternly raised eyebrow in return. He gave pleading eyes a try and Patton crossed his arms. "Fine." He sulked, and Patton nodded his head approvingly and finally left to change.

When he came back out, he had Remus's asexual blanket wrapped around his shoulders, a black arrow with just the word "HIS" in marker on the back. His own aromantic blanket, covered in crumbs with a similar arrow and “HIS” pointing back at him, was crumpled in Remus’s lap. The others’ colours just spoke a little more to them.

"They'll figure it out eventually." He affirmed as he sat down, trying to sound confident but falling a little more securely in the "hopeful" department.

"They better." Remus answered. "It's just getting embarrassing at this point."

Humming in response, Patton couldn't help but laugh as he thought about their friends and what their reaction would be to finding out their elaborate "secret lovers" theory wasn't true. Last he'd heard from Janus, Roman was convinced they were getting married soon.

They would probably tell the others eventually, Pride was coming up so they could do it then.  Maybe, just maybe, it would occur to one of them to just ask. For now they would enjoy the secret soap opera their friends thought their lives were and give them the benefit of the doubt that they could figure it out on their own. 

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Patton with pink hair cuz why not

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[chocococo16]

More Than Soulmates AU Idea Part 2

Patton was excited to one day meet his soulmate. They were going to be best buddies, eat cookies together, watch cartoons, have sleepovers, it was going to be amazing. Being born with a best friend out there somewhere was great!

Except maybe Patton had it wrong?

As he got older he started to notice that soulmates did more than that, they went on dates but that seemed fun and it was just like hanging out with your friends, they gave eachother gifts like flowers but thats cool too he wanted to give his friends presents, they held hands but he did that with his friends all the time, they... made out?

Kissing didn’t seem terrible, his mum kissed his head and that was nice and maybe a little peck on the lips would be ok but... kissing like... that... it seemed gross.

Would he have to do that when he met his soulmate? Gosh, he hoped not.

As he got older he learned about romance, something he had never really thought about but it explained his parents. But it just didn’t seem... as awesome as a spectacular friendship!

But he was starting to worry, what if when he met his soulmate, his soulmate wanted more than friendship?

Emile was excited to one day meet his soulmate. He wasn’t exactly sure why but he knew he was. He knew that soulmates were the most special and most important. He knew that when you met them you were meant to feel whole, whatever that meant. He knew that it was meant to be exciting so he was excited.

His parents were also excited when he first got his soulmark, they had a little celebratory party, it was great. The soulmark was great as well, it was a puppy! Emilie loved puppies! Did this mean his soulmate also loved puppies? He sure hoped so.

He never really thought much more about his soulmate or about soulmates in general. He just lived his life and knew that one day he would meet them and that it was going to be great, so there wasn’t much to think about and nothing to worry about.

Although this meant he was completely unprepared for meeting Patton.

It was the first day of highschool and Patton was shaking with excitement. He was going to meet new people and make new friends and maybe meet his soulmate, he ignored the part of him that was anxious about that, and he was going to be learning more things! It was great!

Then he met Emile. He squealed and hugged Emile, who hugged back, before they’d even introduced themselves. So they started dating.

Patton was so happy, Emile was everything he had hoped for and more, they watched cartoons, baked, cuddled, made puns, helped each other out when they were sad. They also held hands and went on dates. They were fun as well.

Emile was surprised when he met Patton and had asked his parents later what he was supposed to do now. So now they were dating. At first Emile wasn’t exactly sure what he was doing but it seemed like they were just friends with a fancy name and called hanging out going on a date, so everything seemed great.

And what people said were true, Patton was special and definitely became important to him as they dated over the years.

Then people started asking questions, usual ones such as when did you meet, what was your first date, how was your first kiss...

They’d never kissed. Other people found it weird. Emile didn’t think it was anyone’s business.

But Patton worried. Were they doing the soulmate thing right? Why hadn’t they kissed yet? Was it because of Patton? Did Emile want to kiss? Had he not because he was waiting for Patton to make the first move?

People were right, soulmates were supposed to kiss and they hadn’t. Patton was going to fix that even if he didn’t like it.

So, the next time they went on a date, Patton kissed Emile.

Emile was surprised, he hadn’t really thought of kissing Patton but he supposed it felt nice, so he kissed back.

Patton then parted his lips and Emile followed suit until they were making out.

Patton felt... gross. This didn’t feel right at all.

Emile felt... good. It was a pleasant experience... until he felt tears on his face.

He pulled back to see Patton crying.

Patton hadn’t meant to start crying. He tried to wipe them away but Emile just cupped his face and then pulled him into a hug, holding him just the way he liked. He sobbed harder.

It had felt so gross... was he broken? What was wrong with him, Emile had been enjoying himself and he’d gone and ruined it.

Emile didn’t know what was wrong. Was it the kiss or was it something else? He had no idea and he’d have to wait to ask.

When Patton had calmed down enough he pulled back and apologised and Emile was confused so Patton clarified that he’d ruined their first kiss. Emile disagreed and said it was great and Patton ruined nothing but, what’s wrong?

Patton trusted Emile with everything. They were so close but he was still hesitant. Would Emile leave him? No, not if continued to kiss him anyway. Honesty is the best policy.

So Patton told Emile about the feelings he felt around kissing.

Emile wasn’t surprised but he hadn’t known either. But he did know one thing, they weren’t going to kiss like that anymore.

Patton was surprised and then objected, Emile had liked the kiss.

Emile had but Patton was more important to him than kissing, Patton made him feel so much better by just being around than he’d felt with the kiss.

Patton blushed and shed more tears before saying he loved Emile.

Emiled loved him too.

Some time and research later they had words for themselves. Patton was aromantic and asexual. Emile was quiromantic and graysexual. And together they were in a queerplatonic relationship.