#romantic moduke

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For the Bad Things Happen bingo, grabbed by the hair with characters of your choice?

Patton spent most of his life in the village completely unaware of anything going on outside of his tailor shop.

It wasnt his fault of course, it was rather difficult to do anything when your village was constantly under siege.

So Patton remained safe in his tailor shop dreaming of princes and royalty and crowns that meant nothing in the face of thieves and traitors.

But oh how he could dream, dream and wish and plea for a difference in his life. Oh how his face could light up at the vision of the Duke Remus patrolling the village grounds for any signs of the threats.

And it could only get brighter the day Remus decided to step foot in his own shop.

"Your highness! I'm sorry I-" Patton froze as the duke walked into the shop.

"No apologies necessary, just a routine check up," Remus said, his voice was raspy, it smelled like cigarettes. Odd, for someone who never smoked.

"Last I checked, those were only for people suspected of harboring thieves and traitors, of which I have none." Patton said, straightening up, hands wrapping around the sewing scissors behind him.

He let out a choked gasp as his head was yanked back, a knife pressed against the flesh of his neck.

"Check for money, attic, cellar, all of it." Snarled the imposter. Patton grasped for his throat in a vain attempt to free himself.

"Nearly a hundred gold!" Someone called from upstairs.

"No you cant take tha-" Patton winced as he was pulled forward by the hair, the knife digging further into his skin.

The door swung open.

"I'd advise you drop that poor tailor before I drive my blade into your skull." Now that sounded like the duke Remus.

Patton felt the blade leave, and the grip on his hair loosen, before he collapsed to the ground.

"Now drop the gold, and turn yourselves over," a clink against the ground as the gold fell from the thieves hands.

"Th-thank you- your highness-" Patton said breathlessly as he accepted Remus' hand.

"Oh please, dont bother with the titles- its terribly tedious," Remus said.

"And what might you need all this gold for? If you dont mind my prodding," Remus said.

"Its- to save up for a cleric-" Patton said hastily.

"And how long have you been saving for one?" Remus continued, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh- Uhm- just a year or two-" Patton replied.

"Well, that seems far to long to wait for medical attention!" And suddenly Remus was dragging Patton out by the arm.

"Wh-"

"Come on, we're getting you to a cleric, my payment," Remus said.

Patton soon realized how useless it would be to argue. This was going to be the start of a very odd friendship.

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[witchcraft-in-wonderland]

I need help, I wanna start another fic, what ship should it be:

Intrulogical

Moceit

Moduke

Prinxiety

Leave suggestions in the comments!

[kys0g0i]

Maybe a small fic based on the song "UwU" by Chevy? Any ship/s you want! ^_^

//Let’s hit two birds with one stone ;)

Warnings: Public Embarrassment (? Kinda? Not really but)

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Remus had always had a crush on Patton Hart. Not that the other boy knew that, of course. He didn’t dare tell him, make moves, or even hint at it. That doesn’t mean he didn’t mean the world to him. His bright childish smile, his lightly freckled pale skin, his curly blonde hair. Oh god, and those eyes. Those shining, sapphire blue eyes with tiny hazel circles bleeding out into the rest of the eye from the center... He’d stare into them all day if he would let him.

(Of course, he’d never ask him to let him, and if he ever asked something about how his eyes looked, he’d say ‘They’re okay,’ like the stubborn idiot he is who can’t tell him the truth.)

‘-mus. Remus Grimm!”

Remus jumped in surprise of his name being called, his slipping from where it had been holding his head up and slamming against the desk. He smiled up at the teacher at the front of the class, a few of his peers around him snickering as he tried his best to not show his embarrassment. “Yes?”

“Please, stop staring at Mr. Hart and pay attention to the lesson.” She said sternly, before turning back to the board and continuing her teaching.

Face bright red, Remus couldn’t help but glance over at Patton, his classmate (and crush) who didn’t sit too far away from him. And he swore, he felt his heart leap in his chest at the warm smile that Patton was giving him. He couldn’t help but smile back.

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!!Do not tag as ‘tw Remus’, ‘DukeDon’tLook’, or anything of the sort!!

[candied-peach]

ao3: “milkshakes” rating: T warnings: food, remus typical stuff, sympathetic remus, sympathetic deceit (mentioned), moduke/intruality genre: fluff description: Remus brings Patton a surprise.

"Knock knock!" Remus sings out, rapping on Patton's door with his knuckles. A pale blue tray balances precariously in his other hand. "Come on, sunshine, Roman said you were in here!"

"Then I'm sure he told you why," comes Patton's muffled response. "I'm sorry, Remus, I just- I'm not feeling well. In my heart, you know?"

"I could always rip out mine and check," Remus offers.

"No, that's not needed!" Patton blurts out immediately. "Here-" He unlocks the door. Remus can tell he's been crying. His eyes are puffy and bloodshot and he looks like he's been rubbing his eyelids too much. "I- What's that?"

"Milkshakes!" Remus crows. "I made them special for me and you. Well, Dee Dee helped. Mostly by making sure I didn't add all the interesting ingredients. Roman said your favorite is chocolate, so that's what I made. Wanna try it?"

"Of course I do!" Patton cries. "I can't believe you made me something, that's so sweet of you."

"Why wouldn't I, sunshine?" Remus asks, beaming as Patton leads him inside and helps him set the tray down on his bedside table. "You're always super nice to me when I feel like lying down on train tracks, I had to do the same! But you shouldn't lie down on train tracks because getting hit by a train would be really messy and-"

"Thank you, Remus," Patton says, gently cutting him off. "Here." He sits down on the bed and pats the spot next to him. Remus shifts his weight from foot to foot, hesitant.

"Are you sure?" He asks. "What if I make a mess? What if I spill it everywhere and I made it wrong and it catches on fire?"

"Then we'll have an impressive story to share later!" Patton says. "But I don't think that will happen, sweetheart. Please cuddle with me?"

"Well, if you insist," Remus says, happily flopping down next to him. He passes Patton his milkshake, then takes up his own, taking a hesitant sip. "Oh!" He exclaims in surprise. "It's actually good!"

"Yes, it is," Patton agrees, taking his own sip. He rests his head on Remus's shoulder, playing with the straw as he talks. "I needed this, Remus. Thank you. I should have asked if you wanted to hang out."

"Always," Remus says instantly. He slurps a big gulp up of his milkshake. "Dee Dee was right," he decides. "Gasoline and toothpaste would have been a terrible combination."

"Have I mentioned how relieved I am that Deceit is the one who helped you make these?" Patton asks. Remus laughs, then plants a sweet, slightly sloppy kiss on Patton's cheek.

"You know I don't mind if you're sad, right?" Remus asks, his eyes serious. "I wanna love all of you. Sadness, guts, and all."

"I know," Patton says. "But-" He takes another sip of his milkshake and smiles, eyes crinkling. "Thank you for the reminder, Remus."

[katelynn-a-fan]

Dec. 8

2. Patton x Remus – Moduke/Intruality

“I love you Patton.”

Remus... was drunk. How he was drunk when nobody else was is still a mystery, but he was plastered. Remus by himself is on thing, being more destructively impulsive and vulgar in his brand of creativity. Drunk Remus was unknown territory and god help anyone who became the center of his attention at that point.

Patton had been working on dusting his area of the living room, as everyone kept up their own area of the living room as a measure of fairness not having one side responsible to clean up one Sides mess. 

Remus popped up behind the television and exclaimed “I love you Patton.” At this point in his drunkenness, it sounded like “I laahv uuu ahhtn”, but Patton understood Remus all the same.

Before Patton could respond, Remus was already attempting to climb over the TV, with the amount of success you would expect.

He fell.

Patton, being not drunk, quickly rushed over and caught Remus just before his head was going to hit the ground.

Remus being drunk took the opportunity of the angle he was now looking at Patton to shout/slur. “You have a really nice ass from down here, and probably up there too.”

Patton ignored Remus’s outburst again as he helped Remus back onto his feet, while Remus took this opportunity to instead drunkenly lurch towards Patton. 

“Whoa Remus! You gotta stay standing kiddo. That was quite a fall there, please be careful.” Patton lightly grabbed Remus’s shoulders and  pushed Remus back into a standing position

Remus seemed to not fully understand what Patton was saying, but retorted back with “How can I stand if I’m falling for you constantly? You’re just... so... cute.”

Patton finally stopped short and was struck by how even plastered drunk, Remus is so... well, cute when he’s honest. A blush finally made it’s way onto Patton’s cheeks as Remus again lurched towards Patton, taking advantage of Patton’s stupor and planting a full force kiss onto Patton’s lips.

“Mmph!” Patton’s eyes widened as Remus took him off guard with the kiss. Then, Patton’s eyes slipped closed as he reciprocated the kiss.

Remus was drunk, but maybe, that was a good thing now. Patton was... okay with drunk Remus.

But they’ll have to... discuss the situation between them later when Remus was not inebriated.

Patton at least, wanted to make this work. 

[hungry-red-panda]

Patton: *gives Remus a heart that says “be mine”*

Remus: well first of all, I’m on parole and I belong to the state

Remus: so jot that down—

[auggusy]

Fall Baking

Notes: This is for Day 20 of Sanders Sides Spooky Month.

Paring: Romantic Moduke

Warning: Remus, mention of alcohol

@sanderssidescelebrations

“Hey Patton, let’s do shots and try to bake a cake and decorate it!” Remus suggested to his roommate as he walked into their shared kitchen holding a bottle of wine and two wine glasses.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Patton said eying his roommate as he walked over to the counter and placed the wine bottle and wine glasses.

Remus propped himself upon the counter and sat there as he tried to convince Patton to do shoots and bake. “Common it will be fun. Also, you have already started,” Remus pointed at the recipe and a bowl of ingredients Patton was working on before Remus came into the kitchen.

“I don’t wanna ruin this,”  Patton said gesturing towards the bowl.

“Please, we rarely do anything together as roommates,” Remus activated his puppy eyes as he started at Patton.

“We could do something else as roommates,” Patton had now activated his own puppy eyes.

The duo started at each other with puppy eyes seeing who could last longer. In the end, it was Remus who won the puppy eyes contest.

“Fine you win,” Patton admitted, giving in.

“Hell yeah!” Remus exclaimed as he opened the alcohol bottle and purred him and Patton a glass full of wine. “This will be so much fun,” Remus said as Patton approached him and Remus handed him his glass of wine once he got close enough. “So, how far have you gotten?” Remus jumped off the table and followed Patton back to where the bowl full of ingredients was.

“I have only mixed the dry ingredients so far,” Patton said taking a sip of his wine.

“Nice, nice,” Remus put his own glass down and went to the fridge to get eggs. “How Many eggs do we need?”

“Four eggs,”

“Never mind I’ll just take the whole carton,” Remus said completely disregarding what Patton had said.

The rest of the evening went fairly normal considering that Remus was helping Patton bake and both of them had managed to drink up the entire wine bottle that Remus had brought along. Nothing weird was put into the cake except for when Remus managed to pour his whole glass of wine into the batter unnoticed by Patton.

Now all the duo had to do was wait till the cake was done baking and make the frosting.

“How do we make frosting?” Remus asked noticing that Patton had not printed out a recipe for the frosting.

“I have no idea,” Patton said putting a bunch of ingredients into one bowl and mixing them together creating some sort of fluffy frosting. “But you know what I know,”  Patton turned his body and attention to Remus

“Yeah?” Remus asked, dipping his finger into the frosting and tasting it afterwards.

“You are adorable,” Patton said pocking Remus nose, leaving some frosting that was present on his finger. Patton withdrew his hand with a big smile present on his face and pink cheeks.

“I-I…” Remus genuinely didn’t know what to say. “Thanks, I guess,” Remus looked down at his hand as his face became red.

“I have been meaning to tell you something for-“ Patton was interrupted by frosting hitting the right side of his face. “Remus?” Patton looked down at the bowl which was previously full of frosting, now missing a handful of said frosting.

“I panicked!” Remus exclaimed before Patton could scold him, which the other never did.

“It’s okay,” Patton said taking a few steps closer to Remus and wrapped his hands around Remus.

Remus nuzzled his face into where Patton had frosting on his face. “I like you,” Remus whispered as he stepped back.

“Well, I don’t like you. I love you,” Patton confessed to his roommate.

A big smile became present on Remus's face as he jumped up and warped his arms around Patton’s neck. “I’m so happy,” Remus whispered as he leaned closer to Patton’s face.

“As am I,” Patton warped his arms around Remus's waist and leaned in closer to him. Ready to close the gap between them.

A ringing sound interrupted the duo. It was the timer for when the cake was finished, rang.

Patton let go of Remus and walked over to the oven and took the cake out.

“Let’s go bed, it’s late,” Remus said referring to the night sky outside. “We can make another batch of frosting tomorrow,” Remus looked over to the bowl of frosting. “And when we aren’t drunk,”

“Yeah let’s go,” Patton as he placed the cake on the counter to let it cool. “My bed is way softer, so we are sleeping there,” Patton said as he wrapped Remus arm around his shoulder as the couple were walking out of the kitchen.

“That’s fair,”

[sablesides-writing-corner]

Hehehe, Since You’re Getting Into Writing Again.. Can You Do “Please…please stop, just let me go…” With Just Patton?

Patton and Remus were an obviously unusual couple.

Patton was short and stocky with glasses to big for his face and sweaters to big for his body.

Remus on the other hand was a man gaunt of face and hollow of expression.

Both of these appearances were in stark contrast to their general personalities.

Patton was outgoing and sweet, always ready with a cake and a smile for those in need.

Remus was a wildcard, a flurry of chaos and madness that sought destruction and recreation in the image of Dionysus himself.

But, they worked perfectly together.

Patton's soft and gentle hands could run over Remus' bruised and battle-scarred knuckles and face.

Remus' raspy and quiet voice could calm Patton's frantic cries for help in the dead of the night, and pull him from the terrified state of mind he constantly found himself in.

The two were also a creative force to be reckoned with, Remus' elaborate and chaotic ideas mixed with Patton's lack of impulse control lead to some very interesting spur of the moment ideas.

Such as the current attempts at hypnotism, Remus had wanted to learn, and Patton had wanted an escape from his thoughts.

How were they supposed to know they were being watched?

Patton had felt it for days, the shivering uncomfortable feeling that he might not be alone; whether it was the house, the store, or even his own backyard, he couldnt seem to escape it.

"Rem?. . ." Patton whispered, he heard shuffling from the kitchen, Remus hadnt been in the kitchen last time he'd checked.

Was Remus even home?

Patton realized a millisecond to late that he'd been alone in the house with an intruder, one who he'd thought was his husband.

Patton woke up cold, legs against a stone floor, cuffs around his wrists, cardigan, leggings, anything long enough to provide him with warmth, gone.

He attempted to ask questions, only to realize he'd been gagged.

Patton felt his head jerk upwards, someone holding his head in place while dangling a watch in front of him.

He knew that watch.

That was Remus' hypnotism watch.

Patton wanted to look away, wanted to pry his eyes apart from the swaying object in front of him, but he couldnt, he knew he couldnt, that was the point.

He could already feel his mind going fuzzy, he tried desperately to think of something, anything, before he could be given instructions on what he should be thinking.

But soon enough his mind was blank, his expression void, a perfect little robot ready for reprogramming.

"When you wake up, you will hear the word love, and you will writhe as though your insides have been filled with ants," a voice whispered, Patton merely nodded.

"You will hear the word pattycake, and you will scream and cry out of fear and distress," again, Patton nodded.

"You will see this face, and you will feel as though you could be dead in mere minutes," a picture of a man Patton didnt know appeared in front of him, a man with a mustache and a striking white streak through messy brown hair. Patton nodded.

"You will wake up in 3. . ."

"2. . ."

Patton blinked.

"Pattycake? Pattycake can you hear me?" Patton screamed. He screamed and shoved the strange man who's arms were rested on his as hard as he could.

"Whoa!- heyheyheyhey- pattycake what's gotten into you?"

He was trapped, Patton was trapped with nowhere to go and no safety net, he was going to die, this man was going to kill him.

"Patton what's going on? Its me! Remus! The guy you've been in love with since middle school? You wouldnt have married me if you didnt know or love me right?"

Patton screamed again, his body felt uncomfortable, his skin felt as though it was crawling.

"Stop it! Let me go!" Patton writhed as the man's hands found his wrists.

"Would you stay if I made strawberry shortcake?"

Patton paused.

Why was that word familiar?. . .

"What about frogs, I could show you some nice frogs, maybe then youd relax," Patton blinked. His knees felt weak.

"Remus?. . ." Patton murmured.

"Good thing I thought of a fail safe for commands I didnt give you. . ." Remus muttered, massaging circles into Patton's lower back.

"I dont want to be home alone anymore. . ." Patton responded.

"You wont be, I'll hire someone to stay with you, a maid or something, but you wont be alone again, I promise pattycake," Remus whispered, gently holding Patton's face in his hands, dragging his thumb to brush the tears from the shorter's eyes.

"Did you mean what you said about strawberry shortcake?"

"If you want some, then yes, yes I did,"

"I'd like that. . ."

"I'd like you,"

"Remus!"

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