#deaf!logan

[obviouslyelementary]

We are family - part 2

Yeah babes after I got the sweetest comment on Ao3 I got the need to write another one!!!!! Two in one day dudes!!!!!!!!

Also send me ideas if you have any!

Warnings: Deaf!Logan; Blind!Janus; no angst in this one just frustration.

Tag list: @yuna-dan (ask me if you wanna be included!)

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Signed, Family

Of course he could still speak.

Just not as easily and fluently as he did before.

Logan hadn't always been deaf, just like Janus hadn't always been 100% blind. It was obvious now that they disabilities became heightened quickly, and now even his hearing aids were beginning to lack any effect whatsoever, but he could still speak, because he remembered what movements to make and how to push his vocal chords to produce sound like he did once, even if he couldn't hear himself. And of course, he practiced every day, specially around Virgil, who didn't seem to mind his blabbering of poems and tongue twisters. He also helped, telling Logan whenever he messed up, and Logan always thanked him, because he wanted to remain being able to speak.

Specially considering well, Janus.

He had taught Janus sign language, but it was still easier to speak to him rather than signing with his hands. And luckily Janus talked slow and always turned towards him so he could read his lips, sometimes using sign to respond, because it was easier that way. But he wasn't the best, due to not being able to see properly how the signs were actually made.

But the had stablished some good communication, and the other sides always tried to help whenever they were around. And for Thomas' sake, he would never want to stop speaking, because Thomas did not know sign and he was still Logic, he had to make himself be heard.

So yes, he trained very hard, he made sure to speak slow and articulate so everyone would understand what he was saying, and he read lips often because some seemed to forget he couldn't listen sometimes. It wasn't their fault, but it could be very annoying, specially when he worked with Roman, who had the tendency to speak as fast as a game narrator and keep turning his head and covering his mouth with his gestures every time he was excited.

Working was not fun.

Remus wasn't fun either, because just like he loved throwing things at Janus for him to catch, he loved to scare Logan whenever he was distracted and without his hearing aids on, coming behind him and touching him only to make him yelp and jump away. Remus meant no harm, usually, but his games weren't very fun.

And sometimes it was just... tiring. Sometimes the hearing aids didn't fit right and Logan's ears hurt all day long, and sometimes his ears decided to work only to let the worst ringing sound into his skull, causing headaches and pains. Somedays he just wanted to take everything off and not listen, he didn't feel like talking, he just wanted to relax and enjoy his time speaking in sign and wondering around the house without the fear of being pranked by Remus or surprised by someone.

Since it was one of those days, he sat up on his bed, rubbed his eyes and grabbed his glasses. After thinking twice about not wearing his aids, he left them at the bedside table and walked to the bathroom, making his morning routine and then dressing up before walking out of his room. He had put on a red tie, the usual sign he wasn't wearing the hearing aids, and made his way down the stairs towards the kitchen, where he saw Patton and Janus working on breakfast.

He could see his lips moving and smiled to himself, walking towards the room and sitting on the desk before opening his phone to check on the news. Then, he felt a tap on his shoulder and looked up, seeing Patton smiling and lifting his hands to sign.

[Off day?] he asked, and Logan gave him a nod, placing his phone down to sign back.

[Tired. My ears hurt.]

[OK] Patton signed and looked at Janus, telling him something, probably that Logan wouldn't be listening today. Janus nodded and turned to Logan with Patton's help, smiling at him.

[Morning LO] he signed, and Logan smiled, signing it back to him. Patton translated it with a grin, and went back to working on the pancakes, and so did Janus, looking very happy that particular morning.

As the others made their way down, they noticed Logan's tie and started signing to him while they talked to Patton and Janus. They all said good morning and Logan answered, opening his phone again and checking the news and his favorite sites.

So many things happening in the world... sometimes he felt overwhelmed.

A plate of food made it's way in front of him, together with his 'Logic' mug, and he smiled at Patton, putting his phone down and starting to eat. The others did the same, talking between themselves as Logan watched their lips move without really trying to understand, eventually signing something whenever they had a question or comment directed to him. He only really payed attention to Janus when he spoke with his head facing his general direction, so he could answer without the blind side having to sign to him.

When breakfast was over, he let the others know he would be working on a new project that day and would be back for lunch, and they all agreed, Virgil giving Remus a 'don't bother Logan' look before he waved to his friend. Logan smiled, relieved, and made his way upstairs again, brushing his teeth and sitting at his desk to work on a new video idea for Thomas.

He did have some in mind, but he needed to write them down and polish them before he could send them over to Roman.

Logan worked on ideas until lunch, as predicted, and a bit more after it. By the time Patton came over to call him for their daily movie night, he was done, and followed the moral side downstairs, sitting on his favorite armchair and waiting for the movie to start. When Remus pressed play, he hummed, seeing the opening to 2001 Odyssey and smiling to himself.

That was one of his favorite movies.

He relaxed and watched, reading the subtitles, smiling and commenting on the movie every now and then.

He really liked movies about space.

And he was glad the others didn't mind watching a darker movie every now and then.

[saltwatersweets]

Okay so hear me out

Human au sides but they all have some sort of physical disability

Virgil is blind (he was born with it)

Logan is deaf (he lost his hearing after he learned how to talk, so while he knows sign language he also knows how to talk thanks to muscle memory. )

Patton can’t walk (he lost his legs in a car accident when he was young) 

Roman is mute (he was born with this, but he does not like this fact. He wants to sing Disney at the top of his lungs, not simply watch it!!) (Also, Patton tends to be the comminicator between Virgil and Roman, because all Roman can do is write and use sign language, which Virgil can’t see)

Thank you, you may go.

[quillfics42]

Cinderpatton Chapter Seven

Masterpost

They ended up having to walk half the way home. Well, Patton walked. The mice, lizard, and cat scattered as soon as the pumpkin was a pumpkin again and the Brownies had perched on Patton’s shoulder.

They didn’t talk on the way, too drained from the evening and the subsequent fleeing.

And from the following panic attack when Patton realized he’d dropped not only his crown, but Joan. His anger at the little Brownie for not warning him of the time melted into worry, Joan was too small to protect themselves! Not to mention most people were terribly afraid of spiders, Joan could get squished!

It took a lot of convincing from the others to keep Patton from turning back, but they ultimately decided Joan would be alright as long as Roman found them.

Patton enter through the kitchen door and set the Brownies on the counter. He shuffled around for a minute before withdrawing a bottle of milk and a can of cream from the icebox. He poured a bit of the cream into a saucer and set it next to his friends before placing the milk just outside the door.

He watched his friends happily drink, scooping the cream out of the saucer and into handmade cups so it was easier to sip from. He smiled.

A sudden cough sounded behind him and he whirled, eyes wide.

Logan stood in the doorway, tight-lipped and as serious as always. Patton froze, staring at him.

His mind went a million directions. His stepfamily was home. Logan was in the kitchen. The Brownies were in plain sight, and didn’t look like animals. Logan could see them because he was in the kitchen. He was still wearing the torn remains of his suit. Logan would question that because-

“Why are you in the kitchen?” Patton said finally.

Logan’s brow creased. And his hands started moving instead of his lips.

Patton blinked rapidly. Logan wasn’t just gesturing, he was signing. Talking with his hands.

‘Do you know sign?’ he asked again, once Patton’s brain started translating.

Patton nodded woodenly.

‘I owe you an apology.’ Logan said,  ‘No, many apologies.’

Patton’s shoulders dropped in shock. “Why?”

Logan hesitated. ‘As a child I thought you were an annoyance. You talked too fast and it was hard to read your lips. It is hard enough to talk when your family won’t sign, so after a time, I stopped trying to talk with you.

‘When your mother died, my father told me he employed you. I didn’t think to question it, and assumed you were being cared for. I knew that Remy was hard on you, but I thought little of it. It wasn’t until I came home late one morning and saw you up that I began to notice things.

‘The little things,’ Logan explained. ‘The bags under your eyes, how much your bones stick out. How hard and how much you work. The complete lack of any other staff.

‘I was stupid.’ He said. ‘Stupid and blind as well as deaf and dumb. I did not want to see what was happening, so I ignored it. I don’t deserve your forgiveness any more than you deserved all that work, but I wanted you to know that I am sorry, to the depths of my heart.’

Patton slowly backed away until he was sitting on a nearby stool. It was one shock after another tonight. His brain was starting to feel numb.

“I forgive you,” He said, signing as well so Logan didn’t have to read lips. “And I don’t think you’re stupid. I’ve always thought you were the smartest person I know, with how much you read and all. I thought… I thought you were just ignoring me. I didn’t know you just couldn’t hear.”

‘You wouldn’t have,’ Logan said, shifting his feet awkwardly. ‘It is Father’s best kept secret. He trained me for years to act as if I could hear by gauging the people around me, and he told all the nobles he knows that I was just mute. He didn’t want anyone to know he had a broken son. Not even you.’

“You’re not broken!” Patton exclaimed. “You may be a little bit different, but you aren’t broken.”

Logan shifted his gaze downwards, biting lightly on his lip.

‘Thank you. You don’t understand how much that means to me.’

Patton walked over and gently settled a hand on his shoulder.

“I think I just might.”

The kitchen door creaked open, both boys freezing where they stood. Patton looked over to see Virgil’s head poking through the door, eyes fixed on the milk bottle in his hand.

“Um, I hate to sound ungrateful, but how long has this been sitting outside exactly?” He asked. “It smells a bit… off.”

Virgil looked up, and blinked at Logan and Patton.

“Oh.” He said simply.

Logan moved suddenly, reaching under Patton’s glasses and covering his eyes before he had time to react.

Patton yelped. “What the- what are you doing?”

There were sounds of frantic movement and Patton heard Virgil laugh.

“Lo, let him go,” He said between breaths. “He’s already seen me before. Also, what, exactly, was covering his eyes supposed to do?”

Logan’s hands slid away, and Patton gave him an incredulous look. Logan’s cheeks were pink and he was dutifully staring at the floor.

Virgil laughed again. “Sorry, I guess I should have warned you both.”

Patton looked over at him. “Warned us about what, now?”

Logan shuffled over to Virgil and buried his face in his shoulder. What little of him that was visible was now bright red. Virgil chuckled and ran a hand through Logan’s hair.

“Logan and I have been courting for awhile now,” Virgil explained. “It’s nothing public, since the fae are still outlawed, but we’ve gotten pretty used to each other’s company and have made a few plans for when Logan is allowed to leave his father.”

Patton’s heart burst open and he felt a gigantic smile overtake his face.

“Well aren’t you full of surprises, Logan?” He said, laughing. “You two may just be the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.”

A light lilac colored Virgil’s cheeks and he looked away, but Patton could see the faint smile on his face.

“So… about that milk?”

“Oh, right!” Patton crossed to the icebox and pulled out another bottle. “You’re lucky I got two last time. We’ve been running out of milk really fast.”

Virgil accepted the bottle with a small wince.

“Yeah, that’s kinda on me,” He said. “Logan found out I’ve been subsisting on berries for a century and started bringing me food. Milk is one of the few human foods I can keep down so he started just bringing that instead.”

Patton cooed softly. “That’s so sweet.”

Virgil’s mouth twitched. Patton watched as he lifted the bottle to his lips and drank from it, careful not to jostle Logan, who was still buried in his shoulder.

“Can you nudge him?” Patton asked, gesturing at Logan. “I’d kind of like to talk some more.”

Virgil winced again and shook his head. “Once he’s buried he likes to stay there. It means he’s done talking right now. Plus I think he’s half asleep by now.”

Patton frowned a little bit. “Poor guy’s all tuckered out, huh? He used a lot of courage to tell me his secret. And to apologize like that.”

He exhaled forcefully and gave Virgil a tired smile.

“I think I’m going to head to bed too,” He said. “Logan and I can talk later. And Virgil?”

The Godfather lifted his head and Patton’s smile widened.

“You’re welcome in my kitchen anytime.”

Virgil’s cheeks dusted with that same lilac and Patton realized that was probably his way of blushing. He smiled again and went up the stairs to the attic, taking the Brownies with him.

He collapsed into his bed, for once finding comfort in the scratchy straw filling. The world had changed a lot tonight, and with Logan, Virgil, Terrence, Valerie, Talyn, and Joan all on his side it would only get better.

Patton clutched at his pillow, a happy smile on his face. His last conscious thought was that the Crown Prince had said he loved him.

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[sher-soc-the-famder]

Say That Again? for the fake titles

Logan had a simple problem. Or perhaps, not so simple from the way that his brother spoke, but to Logan it was simple.

He could not hear.

And soulmarks only appeared the first time a soulmate heard the other speak. Which meant that Logan would never have his mark appear. He would have to be the one to speak to his soulmate, and with the sort of life he lived, he would never be the one to open his mouth. 

Why bother? Sign language worked better for communication after all. It got him by with Virgil, and to some extent Patton even. It didn’t matter that he felt a stirring of jealousy when ever the soulmates interacted around him.

It didn’t matter when Roman moved to town and turned the duo into a triad. 

Logan was fine. He’d be fine. He didn’t need a soulmate, let alone the three that he hoped for.

Fake title for a fake summary? :D