#drlampt

[creative-lampd-liberties]

Listen I have so many thoughts about the Halloween shoots and the Janus song video that I may never be able to articulate all of them but as a multishipper I am *living*

[logwritesanddraws]

lineart by @lost-in-thought-20 this time, coloring by moi~

this was fun! AND i played with shadows a bit this time AND i think im starting to get the hang of blush AND i included my process vid WITH MUSIC so there you go its almost like im an actual artist or something lol

[loganisanobody]

Accepting Creativity

Tags: threat of character death, headache, stressful situation, platonic DRLAMPT, romantic analoroceit (in the background)

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“I don’t want one Creativity,” Thomas complained, gritting his teeth and holding his head. “I want my Creativities.”

“I know, kiddo, but…” Patton sat on the couch next to Thomas, his hands hovering over his shoulders worriedly. “These things happen automatically, it’s not exactly up to any of us.”

Thomas peeled his eyes open, looking up at Logan, who was currently between the twins, holding them apart even as they were being dragged together by some unseen force.

Logan, tired already from the strain, looked stricken at the pleading look in Thomas’ eyes. “Please, don’t make me…” he gasped out quietly.

“Please, Logan, there’s got to be some logical reason to have two Creativities.”

Logan chewed on his bottom lip, staring at Thomas. “N-now that Forbidden Creativity is no longer ‘forbidden’, th-there is only one role, and that is Creativity. Y-your mind is simply trying to simplify for you, T-Thomas…”

“No, I can’t—” Thomas cried out suddenly, gripping his head.

Patton hovered closer in worry. “Thomas!” He looked around the room, at the two Creativities struggling to distance themselves from each other, their feet slipping uselessly on the floor, Logan between them, arms outstretched and hands on their chests, shaking as he barely kept them from crashing into each other. At the end of the couch, he could see the top half of Janus’ head as the side attempted to comfort Virgil, who was inconsolable at being torn between protecting Thomas or protecting his boyfriend and one of his best friends. He looked at Thomas, holding his head in pain.

“Roman…” Thomas groaned. “Remus…” He looked up with effort. “Please. Just one reason. One reason you can stay. I know you can do it.”

The twins faltered for a moment, glancing at Thomas, then at each other.

It was a painfully long wait as they tried to think, but finally, Roman started to stammer out, “Y-you need two Creativities… b-because… creativity n-needs someone to b-bounce ideas off-ff of.”

Remus jumped in when Roman left off. “And! Y-you stagnate without… without someone… someone else’s expertise. Someone the same… b-but different… helps you grow…”

Suddenly there was a loud BANG, and the two Creativities flew apart.

Roman hit the banister at an angle and fell to the floor at Virgil and Janus’ feet. The latter two cried out and reached for him.

Virgil wrapped his arms around Roman’s shoulders and cradled him as Roman blinked his eyes open. “Nngh… Virgil?”

Virgil let out a sob, burying his face in Roman’s shirt. Janus simply ran a hand through Roman’s hair and whispered, “I’m glad you are still with us, my prince.” Then he turned to look at the rest of the group.

Remus had hit the window and crumpled to the floor. Despite his fatigue, Logan immediately followed after to check on him, shoulders relaxing when the Duke opened his eyes.

More worrying was that, as the twins had flown apart, Thomas had slumped in Patton’s arms, and it took him the longest to recover, all the sides watching by the time he slowly opened his eyes. He looked around aimlessly for a moment, taking in each of the sides’ appearances, his face gradually growing concerned as comprehension came over him. Then, suddenly, he shot up from Patton’s lap. “Roman! Remus! You’re still here!”

One by one, the sides, then Thomas himself, burst into relieved tears, ending up in a large cuddle pile on the floor, staying there long after limbs had gone numb and the world outside had gone dark with night.

[mimssides]

20. “There is always hope” with platonic DRLAMP to Thomas! 💗💗💗 (or any of the remaining prompts, i just want the sides get along and comfort Thomas :'^)

I love this one! I made it a ficlet😁 Enjoy!

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Thomas sat down on his couch. It was late and he felt tired. Tired from everything that had been happening lately. Tired from working but seemingly never accomplish anything. Tired from being stuck at home, from the world not caring and from his friends moving away.

Thomas was tired.

And yes, there was a silver lining. Yes, he was relieved. But it didn’t feel like it was enough.

Not enough to let himself go and let himself relax.

Too much was going on and he-

“Thomas. Please, listen to me.”

Thomas almost startled from the couch and stared over to Logan who had disappeared standing on front of him and now sat down on the couch as well.

“While I appreciate you being sceptical and cautious about the situation at hand, I need to remind you that it is fine for you to relax and sit back for a bit now. Your friends and you yourself are at a better place than before, and while there is a lot more to be done, you are allowed to take a break now. You worked hard and did very good.”

“Yeah! Teach is right, Tomathy!” Roman exclaimed happily turning up next to his human and swinging his arm around his shoulder. “While working hard and doing the right thing is important, you also get to be proud of yourself of all the things you’ve accomplished! Of what we successfully went through! We have come so far and that is remarkable to say the least!”

Patton popped up on Thomas’s other side ruffling playfully through his hair: “Right kiddo! You’re allowed to lay back and do something that makes you happy. You’re growing every day, you’re trying to be the best person you can be and that makes you a really good person already, you know?”

Thomas started to tear up and Patton pulled him somewhat closer to his chest, giving him a tight hug. He heard another side pull up in front of him. As he looked up there sat Virgil criss-cross-legged on the coffee table and gave him a tiny smile.

“They’re right, Thomas. For once you really don’t need to listen to me. Let yourself have this and feel safe for a sec. You’ve deserved it.”

“I totally disagree with Virgil. It’s time for some selfcare and a good You-Evening. Play a game, take a bath and maybe do the laundry, so you don’t have to think about it tomorrow,” Janus chimed in just as he appeared next to Virgil.

With tears in his eyes Thomas laughed and suddenly felt a new pair of arms being thrown around him from behind. The grip was tight but warm and the little jingling made it clear that it was Remus’s embrace.

“Live a little, TomTom!” Remus mumbled into Thomas’s shoulder and made him laugh a little more from the tickling sensation. “Life’s short! We don’t have forever, so you should enjoy the time we’ve got! It’s precious and I don’t care if you have deserved happiness or not! You just should have it anyway! Everyone should have happiness and you’re part of that too! No, need to focus on the world around you today.”

And with that Thomas gave in. Let them take care of him. Let himself in a bath, after putting his laundry in the washing machine, cooked himself a meal and, after hanging his clothes to dry, played kingdom hearts.

His sides were with him. They made things complicated but also cared so much about him. They loved him. They would stay with him. And they would tell him whenever he needed to hear it that:

“There is always hope.”

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[creative-lampd-liberties]

Look, if there's one thing I know to be true it's this: Janus is a silver tongued, sweet talking, roguishly charming flirt

...right up until someone flirts back

Then he turns into a confused, flustered, blushy mess. This man simply cannot take what he dishes out

You can pry this headcanon from my cold dead hands

[creative-lampd-liberties]

Smooches for the birthday boy!!!

💖❤💜💙💙💚🐍💛🖤💛🐍💚💙💙💜❤💖

[creative-lampd-liberties]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Rating:Teen

Pairing: LAMPTR with metamour creativitwins, Developing Thomceit

Warnings: Remus being Remus, swearing, kissing, fluff, lite angst, excessive discussion of fall/autumn themes. May make you want to go on a hayride.

Summary: After movie night, Thomas has a question for Janus

@thefivecalls @inactivechipper @thomceitshipweek @tsxsides-hotel @5am-the-foxing-hour @thomasxsides

[creative-lampd-liberties]

The Hurts We Deal Are Mostly To Ourselves - Chapter 1 - awitchbravestheverge - Sanders Sides (Web Series) [Archive of Our Own]

Chapter One An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works Rating: Teen Warnings: Graphic nightmare image

Rating:Teen

Warnings: disturbing nightmare imagery, blood, angst, eventual hurt/comfort and minor violence

Platonic DRLAMPT

Summary: In the wake of the wedding Thomas is struggling with nightmares and fatigue. A call to his sides for help reveals he may have an even worse problem to solve.