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FIC MASTERPOST

Note: Fics posted so far that are linked to ao3 are posted in my main account. Future Sanders Sides work will be posted here. 

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The University Chronicles

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Pairing: Established married Logicality, Platonic Prinxiety, familial Analogical

A collection of oneshots, drabbles and everything in between exploring the lives of Professor Logan Hart, Mr Patton Hart, and Drs. Roman Prince and Virgil Sanders as friends (or maybe something more) and fellow faculty in the same university. Some told from their perspectives and some from others.

Alternatively, the Sanders Sides Academia AU nobody asked for.

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Milestones

ao3 link for the extended version

Pairing: Platonic LAMP, familial Sleepxiety and Thvi

After deciding to take a gap year, Virgil Sanders expected to enter his freshman year of college feeling anxious and out of place. But not if his childhood friends; Patton Hart, Roman Prince and Logan Croft have anything to say about it.

For The Core of Us fanzine on Tumblr.

UPDATE: Read Miles To Go, the remix written by @sparrow-flies-south

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Dearly (Nearly) Departed

Pairing: Past Remy/OC and Past Patton/OC. Platonic Anxceit, Familial Sleepxiety and future Familial Moceit

Fear (n.): 1. Defined as an unpleasant, often strong emotion caused by anticipation or awareness of danger.

Virgil Sanders, aged nine, once read this entry in the library. His only response? A brief glance at the not-quite-human-anymore wailing near a bookshelf, (-peeling skin, spindly twitching claws, crawling across carpets-) and an attempt to cover the trembling of his fingers.

As the years pass by, the steady thrum of fear under his skin turn into a constant, albeit annoying, companion. Virgil only got better at hiding trembling fingers and pretending these spirits didn't exist. But after meeting Declan Janus and later, Patton Hart, Virgil would come to realize that maybe, just maybe, he needed to help the dead to help the living.

Or: Virgil inherits the ability to see the dead after the death of one of his fathers. A Mieruko-chan AU.

For the 2020 Ts BigBang

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See This Ancient Riverbed

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Pairings: Moceit

WARNINGS: Angst, Major character death

“One more time...I just need to do it over one… more time…Hold on everyone. I’ll get it right. I swear I'll get this right.”

They were a different type of friends, Patton knew that. Their time together never leads to everlasting happiness. But rather, to ruin, destruction and despair— to other people, to each other, and in some (many) instances, even the world.

But Patton, selfish as he is, wouldn’t stand to let everything fall into ruin without a fight. Not this time. And even if it takes tens, hundreds, or thousands of times, he’d do it over and over to give his friends the happy ending they deserved.

A Puella Magi Madoka Magica AU.

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Old Traditions Bring New Friends

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Pairings: Creativitwins, familial Analogical and future Intrulogical

Things are going good for Prince Remus of Himmelstadt. But as his twin would say, it could always be better. And nothing proved it more than when old traditions upheld by his father and their kingdom took a pleasant, surprising turn. The arrival of Princes Virgil and Logan from Fontaine brought something unexpected into his life. The ship from the Bastion of the North had, against all odds, brought him a friend.

For the TSS Fanworks Collective server Secret Santa

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Part of the Job Description

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Pairings: None. 

“Um. Oh, is it...Is it really okay?” She asked, cautiously. She didn’t think her kinda nerdy science teacher would be the type to be mean or anything but still…

“Of course!” Mr. Sanders smiled, gathering the last of the materials on his desk, “It’s part of my job description as a teacher after all. To make sure every one of my students has what they need. And now that I know that you’re fasting, I want to make sure you’re comfortable. So you’re welcome to stay in my class for however long you want,”

or

It's Ramadhan, and Zahra found herself receiving support from the most unlikely source. Her sweet but kind of boring science teacher.

Remix of Fangirlwriting’s Career, part of their Creative Trade series

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A Failed Escape

Pairings: Anxceit

On an early December day, Janus made sure his husband wouldn’t escape his clutches. 

For the TSS Fanworks Collective server March Ado About Nothing challenge. 

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Blinded

Pairings: Prinxiety

Against all odds,

Roman found himself falling for an impossible boy.

No, scratch that. Roman had fallen in love with a star, in every sense of the word.

For the TSS Fanworks Collective server March Ado About Nothing challenge.

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Do You Think the Stars are Lonely Too

Pairings:  Unrequited Thvi, background Thomceit.

WARNING: Angst and unrequited love.

Virgil does the most selfish thing he could think of. He told Thomas that he loved him.

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You Should Go (Even If I can’t follow)

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Pairings: Platonic Analogical. 

Logan is about to do something that would be the biggest mistake of his life. Virgil intends to do something about it.

Or: One of the many times Virgil pushed his friends towards something greater.

Side story to You Hear What You Want (But You Never Wanted Me)

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You Hear What You Want (But You Never Wanted Me)

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Pairings: Thvi, unrequited prinxiety, unrequited anxceit, background Roceit

WARNING: Heavy angst, Injury, Major character death, and Unrequited love.

He remembered their eyes. Longing yet so full of doubt that felt so foreign in their expression. The emotion that had felt out of place. That felt so, so wrong. Especially in how it left Logan’s lips bitten raw in a way that made Virgil want to ball his hands into fists. How it had upturned Roman’s eyebrows in a way that made Virgil's heart queasy. How it left Janus’ jaw set hard, and Remus’ manic smile turned into a pensive frown that was so unnerving that Virgil wanted nothing more than to take them by the shoulders and shake some goddamn sense into them.

Because fuck it, doubt was the one thing they never should have had.

Perhaps that’s why Virgil, whose entire personality was the famous G-note personified, who was about as vibrant as a new moon meeting a monochrome rainbow, who had as much potential as a stationary ball, had settled to do the only thing he could. He’d push.

But perhaps it was best if he had realized something sooner.

(If you push too much, don't be surprised if there ends up being distance.)

Or: Underneath concrete and rubble, Virgil Picani-Sanders reflect on his life, his family, and his friends.

[sanders-sides-fics]

Masterlist

Fics ordered from oldest to newest

I Do. AO3

Pairing: Polyamsanders

Warnings: Angst. Self-isolation. Eating mentions. Self-hate. Crying. Poor self-care.

Summary: Virgil is in love with the rest of the Light Sides, despite the trio being in a relationship. To stop himself from bothering them, he decides it is best to go back to how he used to be and only interact with them when Thomas needed him too. Happy Ending.

Am I? AO3

Pairing: None. Virgil-centric.

Warnings: Deceit mentions. Manipulative Deceit. Panic attack.

Summary: A glance into Virgil’s relationship with Deceit and its effect on Virgil’s life.

Shadows of Doubt  AO3

Pairing: Platonic Polyamsanders. Virgil-centric.

Warnings: Body horror. Angst. Self-hate. Crying. Panic. Minor violence. Choking.

Summary: Based on the idea that Virgil has cognitive shadows in his room.

Acceptance AO3

Pairings: Platonic Polyamsanders. Virgil-centric.

Warnings: Angst. Food Mentions. Deceit mentions. Sympathetic-ish Deceit.

Summary: The Sides never accepted Anxiety, they faked it and lied to everyone, including Thomas. After Deceit reveals himself to Thomas, the trio start to feel guilty about lying.

Fated AO3

Pairings: Prinxiety, background Logicality

Warnings: Abuse. Deceit mentions. His name is Desmond. Food mentions. Kidnapping. Warnings are more specific at the beginning of each chapter.

Summary: Red string soulmate au set in a fantasy au. Prince Roman’s quest for true love. Slowburn.

Deserving AO3

Pairings:Romantic Polyamsanders. Roman-centric.

Warnings: Eating disorder. Food mentions.

Summary: Roman doesn’t believe he deserves the others.

Apathetic  AO3

Part Two

Pairings: None really. Logan-centric.

Warnings: Deceit mentions. Sympathetic Deceit. Abuse. Dark Side Logan.

Summary:  At first, Logan Sanders was not Logic. He was Apathy. Based on this post from @fearfilledvirgil

Soul Ink AO3

Pairings: Polyamsanders. Virgil centric.

Warnings: Food Mentions. Abusive Parents. Self Hate.

Summary: College Soulmate au. Will be a series of One-shots.

A Little Different AO3

Pairing: Platonic Prinxiety

Warnings: Food Mentions. Crying. Minor threat of violence.

Summary:  Roman returns from a day of questing to find something, or someone, is a little different. Kid fic. Platonic Prinxiety. My entry for the Fanders Summer Fic Competition.

Terror AO3

Pairings: None really. Platonic Moxiety and Platonic Polyamsanders at most.

Warnings: Angst. Self Doubt. Body Horror. Anxiety Attacks. Loss of self identity. Abuse. Self Destruction.

Summary: Virgil is tired of being ignored by the other sides. Based off this post from @ahoardofsides.

Hunger Pangs AO3

Pairings: None really. Some past Platonic Anxiceit

Warnings: Angst. Deceit. Sympathetic Deceit.  Food mentions. Eating. Starvation. Vomit mentions. Nausea. Death mentions (no one dies). Open ending.

Summary: After Deceit's reveal, he isn't accepted as a Light Side, but is no longer a Dark Side, leaving him alone in the Mindscape. Unable to return to the Subconscious and unwilling to poise as a Light Side, Deceit is left with no choice but to survive on his own.

physics and why are you in my room AO3

Pairings: Platonic Analogical Focus

Warnings: Anxiety, Food Mentions, Eating, Possible Disordered Eating Related to Anxiety, Poor Coping Mechanisms

Summary: Virgil’s first year and a half of college has gone by without him making a singular friend. A chance encounter changes that.

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In another universe, Thomas Sanders would come to create a beloved Web series for all ages. One of his characters being the embodiment of his anxiety, Virgil. However, this is not that world. In this world, horrendous beings from the Other Side known as Phantoms prey on the darkest crevices and desires of a man's heart. They move unseen, corrupting and revelling in man's most vulnerable moments. And in this world, Virgil is not part of a thespian's creative endeavours. He is Virgil Sanders, living a double life.

By day, he is a normal university student pining for the most dashing and boisterous guy in class. By night, he (alongside most of the members of the Sanders clan) is a Reaper.

They are people with special supernatural abilities tasked with protecting other humans from being corrupted and their soul devoured. Reapers are able to see Phantoms and also collect and care for spirits of the dead that roamed the earth. In exchange for (somewhat of) a second chance in life, collected and Named spirits turn into weapons that help Reapers in their fight.

Armed with several weapons that he had come to love and trust, this is his journey.

Alternatively, a Sanders Sides Noragami AU with some tweaks.

[shadowling-guistical]

Milestones

SUMMARY: After deciding to take a gap year, Virgil Sanders expected to enter his freshman year of college feeling anxious and out of place. But not if his childhood friends; Patton Hart, Roman Prince and Logan Croft have anything to say about it.

CHARACTERS: Virgil Sanders/Anxiety, Roman Sanders/Creativity, Logan Sanders/Logic, Patton Sanders/Morality, Thomas Sanders (mentioned/background), Remy Sanders (Mentioned/background) Dr. Emille Picani (Mentioned/Background).

PAIRINGS: Platonic LAMP but can be romantic if you squint and sorta tilt your head to the left.

CONTENT/TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of therapy and medication. Discussions about university related stress

Read an extended version on AO3.

For @sanders-sides-fanzine‘s The Core of Us Fanzine! If you enjoyed this, consider downloading the zine (which is FREE!) and give the team and contributors some love!

It was, by all means, a normal summer day for one Virgil Sanders. He woke up, had breakfast, took his meds and logged on to chat with his close friends. That is, until his mother told him he had mail before she headed out to work. She had kissed him on the top of his head, as if she didn’t just send a jolt of electricity striking through his heart, oblivious as she handed him money to share with his siblings.

He excused himself from their voice chat and went down to retrieve it. As though psychic, each of his friends wished him luck in their own ways. They gushed and reassured him in their group chat while sending something totally separate in the Direct messages. Patton sent him a wholesome, motivating meme. Logan sent him a single question mark. Roman began blowing up his direct messages with fragments of excited texts. He in particular was excited for Virgil to finally join them in campus after taking a gap year for mental health reasons.

He passed by his baby brother watching his morning cartoons. His middle brother, Remy was probably still asleep. Virgil ruffled Thomas’ hair as he retreated back to his bedroom.

A whirl of emotions settled in his stomach after Virgil closed the door behind him. It began settling into a poisonous miasma of nervousness and dread, both very hot and very icy.

Virgil slid a nail edge under the flap- tearing it open. He took the contents out, scanned the words and-

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“…Oh…”

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 His status soon went from online to idle and finally, offline.

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That night, Patton spent his evening fretting over the lack of a reply. Where was the usual emoji of a purple heart? Frustrated, he finally stopped pacing around his room long enough to go down to the kitchen. His freckled face screwed in determination while he took out his mixing bowls. Now, what was the recipe for chocolate brownies again?

Logan waited with bated breath for that single exclamation point. Over the next few hours, he forced himself to calm down. He reminded himself that Virgil probably needed logic and reason the most at this moment. He put away his phone and began looking up the procedure for an admission appeal. The date shouldn’t be too far away, right? Or perhaps another institution nearby?

Roman found himself wishing for a snarky reply about how much they will be seeing each other on campus.  He waited as time stretched out to midnight and beyond. Before he slept, he made a mental note to find his copy of Black Cauldron amongst his extensive collection of Disney Movies. A Disney movie night never failed to cheer his friend up!

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Next mid afternoon, Virgil found himself nervously tapping his feet as he waited for someone to pick up the call he was making. He spent earlier that morning in his regular therapy sessions with his therapist. Virgil mainly talked about his current development of events. Doctor Picani had advised him to talk to his support system about his fears, and to be open to them. And that was what Virgil was attempting to do.

 "Hello?? Virgil?" 

 Virgil swallowed, throat suddenly dry.

 "Hey Pat… um…" 

 Patton, bless him, patiently waited for Virgil instead of bombarding him with questions. 

 "Take your time kiddo. Roman and Logan are with me, do you want this to be on speaker?" 

 "Yeah, Pat… That'll uh… That'll be swell." 

 Great. Might as well get this over with. There was a click and Virgil can hear rustling from the other line. 

 "Virgil," He heard Logan speak in his calm timbre, "Are you well?" 

 "Yeah I am actually… just ...well," A deep breath, "I got accepted Lo." 

 "Ah… Congratulations!" Logan sounded sincere, while there was a flurry of voices in the background. Probably Roman and Patton being excited.

 "Thanks Lo…" Virgil sat down on his bed heavily. 

 "You don't sound so happy about it, J Delightful. You didn’t even came back to talk to us yesterday,” 

 "I am Ro.. I am… But… God. I’m sorry for being a jerk. When I read the letter. I was…happy. But…" 

 "…You panicked?" 

 "... Yeah…" Virgil mumbled, beginning to rub his eyes, "And it's not even because I'm struggling. Dr P and I are doing great! My meds are fine. He's teaching me how to deal with everything… But I still feel…" 

 "Unprepared…?" 

 Patton's calming voice sort of broke something in him, and Virgil felt his throat close up and his eyes water. 

 “…Scared…"

 "Oh kiddo…" 

 "Virgil…You know that you don't have to go now. There's always the option of delaying or opting to start at the second intake," 

 "I know that Lo…But I really want to go NOW. But ugh…" Virgil let himself fall back onto his bed and sniffed, "I just got so overwhelmed. Thinking of the things I need to pack, classes, paperwork…Picking a major. Where do I even BEGIN?"

 "We understand. Look, me and Specs need to go soon. How do you feel about Patton coming over to keep you company? We’ll handle the other stuff later. Together." 

 "That's right Kiddo! I have some brownies here with your name on em!" 

 Virgil wiped his eyes with the edge of his hoodie sleeve, "That sounds… amazing, Pat. You'd do that?" 

 "In a Hart-beat," The pun made Virgil smile. "And if you want, I can help you find some on campus resources. The counselling department has some amazing counsellors," 

 Virgil took a deep breath, and exhaling slowly, "... Yeah.. I think I'd like that…Thanks Patton" 

 "Excellent. I shall look up other relevant information for a later date."

 "Right…" Virgil agreed, "Thanks L...Princey. I appreciate it a lot." 

 "Anything for our emo." 

 "See you soon Virgil!"

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The next few days passed by like a blur. It was all hands-on deck, with Patton, Logan and Roman helping him in all matters big and small. 

Patton came by, gave him a hug and fed him the brownies. Later, he sat with Virgil in front of his computer, guiding him on all the resources available on campus. After a while, Virgil found himself mulling very little as he sent an email to a counsellor on campus to set up an appointment. In fact, he daresay he started to look forward to it. Patton was there throughout the whole process, just generally providing the best help he could have ever asked for. Virgil asked him questions extensively, and Patton patiently answered each and every one.

His support and help prompted Virgil to later wear a small enamel badge he found while browsing a thrift store. It reminded Virgil that there are people looking out and supporting him at every turn in his life. 

With an appointment with a counsellor now booked, Virgil turned his attention to his classes. In this area, Logan came in- keen and determined. 

Armed with several sheets of printed out information, he came to Virgil's house the night after Patton left.

He explained Virgil's options, going through one suggestion at a time. He reassured him about choosing his major, telling him that he can remain undeclared as long as he needed to. But also to be mindful about what classes he decides to take. Highlighter in hand, they slowly but surely mapped out the classes Virgil could register in his first year. It was balanced in that it both provided enough time for him to settle in his new environment and for Virgil to still get the credit hours he needed.

It was because of Logan that Virgil started carrying with him a small nondescript journal. He wrote everything in it, from reminders to To Do lists. It helped him plan, and made him recall Logan's words that learning is always something that Virgil has control over. 

Roman literally came in full force. Barging in early one morning and boisterously announcing his arrival to help him pack. Surprisingly, he was very helpful. He took the time to help Virgil organise everything and all the while, they just… talked. They bantered and joked. Each day, Roman never failed to show up. He skillfully took Virgil's mind of the stress of moving away as the date crawled nearer. He talked about the plays that will be put on that semester, promising to introduce Virgil to the cast and crew. Remembering their high school days, Virgil promised to consider trying out as the crew and Roman smiled encouragingly, saying nothing more. 

And if Virgil started wearing a little red in any instance where he needed a boost of confidence, Roman didn't need to know that too.

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Virgil admitted he took a little while to get to certain milestones compared to his peers. But as Roman's car began to move away from their neighbourhood, Logan's GPS pre-set to Florida University and Patton's brownies started being passed around, he realized that taking his time was well worth it. 

[not-so-innocent-bi-sander]

I’m Trash!

Ok. So this was an idea I remember from one of those “Famous Tumblr Text Posts” and I couldn’t not do it. I’m gonna get into that multi chapter thing next, I promise! But for now, Here is this thing. :P

Warning- blood mention. But also it’s me, so not anything crazy. Still lighthearted because that's all im good for.

The dark shadow slipped from under Roman’s door. The creative one was having a particularly vivid dream and on rare occasions things had the possibility to manifest in the mindscape. The shadow was free and it wanted to do something fun. It snuck along the walls, peering under the other doorways. Hmm. Too cheery. Hmm. Too serious.

It found a dark room with an equally dark form slumped forward at a desk, appearing to have fallen asleep still online rather than actually going to bed. The light emanating from the laptop was the only light to be seen. Ooo. This one would work. The shadow gave itself a bit more form, revealing itself to have glistening fangs which clamped down on a bit of exposed neck.

Virgil woke to a pinch on his neck, instinctively slapping the spot. “Ugh. Mosquitos? We have mosquitos? Jeez. What was I... Oh yeah. Tumblr.” The anxious one went back to Tumblr, it was only 2am, not bad for a normal night. Now where was he?

Around 7am, Virgil awoke again, his whole body burning from the inside. He peeled himself up from his desk, the laptop keys having left impressions on his face. He placed one hand on his face to rub the indentations and the other on his stomach as though doing so would calm his insides.

“Ugh…. That’s the last time I eat Chipotle… This week.” Virgil rubbed his stomach and groaned. He tried to get as comfortable as he could, grabbing his phone he started scrolling through Tumblr some more.

In what seemed like no time at all, he heard Patton calling him down for breakfast. He glanced at the clock and realized it was already nearly 10am.

“Man, Tumblr is such a time suck.” He said quietly to himself as he popped out of bed and opened his bedroom door, the light shocking his eyes and causing him to hide behind his forearm.

“Why is it so bright out here?!” He called as he walked down the stairs towards food, his eyes still shielded.

“It isn’t that bright, Virgil.” Logan pointed out, sitting at the table reading his newspaper.

“Says you. I think I might have migraine… Too much chipotle.” He wandered into the kitchen and made himself a cup of coffee.

“Want me to fix you a plate, Virge?” Patton asked cheerily. Virgil looked over at the tasty looking spread that Patton had laid out. Just looking at it made his stomach turn even more sour.

“Thanks Dad, but I think I’m gonna sit out breakfast. My stomach isn’t doing so well. I’ll just take the coffee.” His eyes were still mostly shut, the light making his head hurt.

“Aw alright, Kiddo. I’ll come up to check on you in a little while. Go get some rest.” Patton smiled and patted his shoulder.

“You might have a cold coming on, you feel so cold!” Patton stated, pulling his hand away from Virgil. Virgil shrugged and took his mug upstairs, returning to the safety of his dark room. As soon as he was back out of the bright lights of the commons, he felt much better. He placed his mug on his desk and got on his laptop, playing some games to pass the time.

Once again, in what felt like no time at all, he glanced at the time and found that it had been multiple hours.

“Wow. I need to keep better track of time… Then again. You can’t load up The Sims without losing several hours of your life.” He closed up the game and heard a knock on the door.

“Virge? I brought you some lunch!” Came Patton’s cheery voice on the other side of the door. Virgil popped up and opened the door.

“Thanks, Pat.” Virge smiled gently and took the tray. He noticed that Patton had dimmed the hallway lights. Patton smiled and walked away, closing the door as he left so Virgil could continue resting. He placed the tray on his desk and meandered around his room a moment. The food looked pretty good, but it smelled strange to him. It appeared to be a pretty regular sandwich and fries. It didn’t seem out of the ordinary for any reason.

“Ouch!” He picked up a fry and instantly threw it back down. It was burning hot. Patton must have just made them. But he was a glutton for punishment a good french fry. He took a quick bite of one of them and found it burning the inside of his mouth just like it was burning his fingers. He tried to cool it down in his mouth but it didn’t seem to cool and he had to spit it back out.

“Man, why are these so hot? And… Garlicky? Huh.” Virgil shrugged and figured he’d come back to it later when they cooled down. He wasn’t hungry anyway. Plopping back on his bed, he was back on his phone. Another while of scrolling through tumblr when yet another knock on his door.

“Come in?” He called, not moving. Patton pushed the door open and walked in a little bit.

“How are you feeling, Kiddo? Dinner is about ready and…” Patton looked over at Virgil’s untouched lunch and his forgotten mug of coffee from that morning.  

“Have you eaten anything today, Virge? You must be pretty sick if you haven’t been hungry at all…” Patton walked in and slowly placed a hand on Virgil’s forehead, he was still so cold.

“I feel fine, Patton. I just wasn’t hungry? I don’t know. I think I’m just a little nauseous from whatever I ate last night. It’ll pass.” He shrugged. Patton worried, but thats what dads did. He grabbed the tray and the coffee and carried it out of the room.

“Just try and get some rest, ok Kiddo? I’ll leave a plate for you in the fridge if you get hungry.” He called over his shoulder.

“Thanks, Dad.” Virgil continued laying there. He wasn’t sure why he wasn’t hungry… He just wasn’t. Maybe he should try and get some sleep. Placing his phone down, he put his hands behind his head in the most relaxed position he could manage.

Virgil laid perfectly still with his eyes shut, waiting for some amount of tiredness to come over him, but it never did.

/Great, another night of insomnia. Perfect, of course when i’m feeling sick I wouldn’t be able to sleep. Man, being anxiety can really suck sometimes, I bet tha-/ He thought to himself until he was interrupted by another knock on the door. Patton just left, who could it possibly be?

“Come in.” He called, watching the door open and Logan walk in. “Virgil? I can’t see you in here.” He stated, reaching for the light switch and flipping it on. Virgil opened his mouth wide and hissed at the bright light, much louder than the last time he had hissed at Logan during their debate. He flipped himself over and buried his face in the pillow. Logan could have sworn… In the light it almost looked like.. Virgil’s teeth were… No. That would be ludicrous.

“I uh.. Sorry,” Logan flipped the light back off and Virgil rolled back over to face him. “I just came to tell you that Roman wants to go on an adventure in his kingdom once again.. But Patton said you weren’t feeling well. So I just came to tell you we shouldn’t be gone longer than a day or so. I brought you these, in case you wanted some gentle entertainment while you were sick. I think they should be to your liking.” Virgil was confused, he glanced at the time and saw it was somehow 8am? Man, this stomach flu was really messing with his sense of time. Logan placed two very large books down on Virgil’s nightstand.

Looking over he saw one was a collection of Grimm’s Fairytales and the other was the nearly complete works of Edgar Allen Poe.

“Thanks, Lo. I’ll check those out. Have fun in la la land.” Virgil smirked. Logan nodded and left. Virgil got bored of Tumblr after some amount of time and eventually picked up the Brothers Grimm fairytales book. He did not expect all of these to be so dark.. Logan was right these were his kind of stories. They seemed to read pretty quick, it didn’t seem like very long before he had finished the hearty tome and put it off to the side. He grabbed Poe next, he had been told many times that this was something he would also enjoy.

This book was also great. Man, is this why Logan reads so much? These stories were awesome. He would have to ask that nerd if he had more books he could read. Another knock on the door. Man, these guys kept popping back in on him.  

“Yeah?” He called, not looking up from his Poe anthology.

“Virgil? How are you feeling?” Logan asked, pushing the door open once again.

“Uh, same as I was when you asked like half an hour ago?” He smirked, still nose deep in his book. Logan’s eyes opened wide.

“Half an hour? Virgil, I was gone with Roman and Patton for nearly 3 days. Have you not… Slept? Eaten? ..Moved at all?”

“Pshh. Logan. If you are going to try to trick me, go with an amount of time that makes sense. All i’ve managed to do since you were gone was…. I dont know. I was on tumblr for a while… I read like both of these books. Great books by the way. Do you have any more?” Virgil gestured to the two huge books Logan had left with him.

Logan had to keep his excitement for Virgil’s reading to himself, there was something very wrong here.

“…Stay right here. I’ll be right back.” Logan quickly left, leaving Virgil there with a shrug as he finished up his book. Logan returned in, what of course felt like no time to Virgil, about a half hour.

“Virgil, please come downstairs, i’ve dimmed the lights and everything.” Logan poked his head back in.

“Ugh. What is it Lo? I promise I’m fine. I’m just sick or something.” He tossed the book down and followed behind Logan. The light in the rest of the house was dim, and while it stung his eyes a little, it was manageable. He plopped down on the couch across from Roman and Logan, Patton seemed to be busy in the kitchen.

“Virgil, we are… Are you using a different foundation? You look even paler than usual.” Roman began, getting distracted by his appearance. Virgil shrugged.

“I don’t know, I haven’t checked my makeup in the mirror in a while? Maybe this is just what my skin looks like without makeup. It’s not like I go outside.”

“…In anycase. Virgil… We are concerned about your well-being. You aren’t eating, sleeping.. You seem to be unaware of the passage of time. Are you feeling well? You may be seriously ill.” Logan noted. Virgil suddenly sniffed the air deeply.

“Man… That smells amazing, Patton. What are you making?” He didn’t even realize he was on his feet all of a sudden, his feet carrying him toward the kitchen. Logan, however, did notice how much Virgil’s pupils dilated when he took that whiff of the air. As well as noting he couldn’t smell anything at all. He got up and followed after Virgil, Roman noticing everyone moving and followed.

“Oh, I’m making you some chicken noodle soup, Kiddo! Great for when you are sick! I haven’t actually started cooking yet though.. So i’m not sure what you are smelling? I’m just chopping the vegetables.” Patton chuckled. “Although… With how dark it is in here, I slipped a little and cut my finger pretty good.

Patton held up his hand, blood dripping down his index finger in a thin line that was trailing down his hand. Virgil was absolutely transfixed on the cut and the trail of blood. Logan watched Virgil, staring intensely at Patton’s blood. He reached out to put a hand on Virgil, but the anxious one had stepped forward and gently grasped Patton’s forearm.

“I don’t know why… But I want to… I can’t… I need…” Virgil was struggling with something and he surprised them all when he leaned forward and licked the line of blood from Patton’s forearm up all the way to his fingertip.

“MMMMmmmm…..” He uttered.

All of them stood in shock.

“Uh.. Kiddo? Are you… Some kind of.. Vampire?” Patton asked, a bit shaken. Virgil paused a minute before just kind of shrugging.

“You know… That would actually explain a lot. Huh. I just kind of thought I was…. You know… Trash.”

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College Party

So i got this as a prompt from the kinds of kisses thingy i reblogged a little while ago. But somewhere between the app on my phone, the mobile internet version on my ipad, and the regular desktop browser on my laptop… I’ve lost basically all of my asks? So i’m really sorry if i never did something? But… yeah. My asks are pretty much always open for general fluffs and prompts that I promise I will always try my best to do, but won’t always manage all of them. Anyway… Here's some College AU Analogical with a dash of Royality

“Roman… Must I accompany you to this… Event?” Logan groaned, his arms crossed over his chest. His roommate Roman was running about their dorm, getting ready. The regal teen was dressed.. Logan couldn’t remember the slang term Roman explained to him. Fleep? Something like that.

“You must Lo! I need someone to come with me! I can’t show up to our first college party alone! We are going to be some of the very few freshman invited!” Roman shouted as he ran about, fussing with his hair and makeup every time he caught his reflection.

“Oh please, Roman. Going to a party alone has no bearing on anything. Also, I’m fairly confident we were only invited because the senior student throwing the party invited anyone who went to the LGBTQ center. We were literally invited because we are both gay.” Logan rolled his eyes, leaning against the wall right next to the front door with his arms still crossed.

“…Just come with me, Lo. Please?” Roman suddenly stopped moving, looking at his roommate and longtime friend. Logan generally gave in to his more extraverted friend, at least the first time.

“..Fine.” He sighed.

“Excellent! Besides, I’ve been texting Patton and he said he would be bringing his cute emo roommate… I’ve seen you eyeing him.” Roman chided him slightly, back to getting ready. Logan blushed a little.

“His name is Virgil, Roman.” He said quietly, thinking about the attractive boy. There was just something about him…

“Ugh… Pat… Do we have to go to this? You know how I feel about new people…” Virgil whined, pulling his hoodie tight around him. Patton tossed himself down on the couch next to his anxious roommate.

“Virgil, I think you will have a good time! I would never make you go into or stay in a situation where you felt uncomfortable.” Patton’s eyes were huge and shiny, his sincerity showing through. Virgil could never resist Patton’s doe eyes.

“…..Fiiiiine. I’ll go…for at least a little while.” Virgil grumbled. Patton perked up with a huge smile and grabbed his cell phone.

“I’m so glad. And Roman said if I promised you’d be there he would convince his cute nerdy roommate to come too!” Patton playfully elbowed Virgil as he popped up to finish getting ready to go.

“….His name is Logan, Patton.” Virgil blushed, thinking about him.

It wasn’t too much longer before Roman finally decided he was ready to go. The two of them walked from their dorm over to the senior’s dorm building. They arrived where they were told the party would be held and Roman knocked on the door. A very attractive senior boy opened the door.

“Ah, Roman and Logan right? Welcome to the party! Come on in!” The tall student waved the two freshman into the dorm room. Inside there was music playing, snacks, and several mingling students. It wasn’t long before Roman spotted Patton and his roommate leaning up against a wall near the snack table, talking to each other. Roman grabbed Logan’s wrist and pulled him over to the two familiar faces.

“Pat!” Roman said loudly throwing himself on the adorable boy. They embraced each other, exchanging a quick kiss.

“….gaaaaaay.” Virgil muttered, Logan coughing a quick laugh. They caught each other’s eyes and quickly looked away with a blush. Roman and Patton separated, and while Pat was giggling, Roman rolled his eyes at Virgil.

“Uh… Duh, Virge? Have you not met me?” Roman laughed, turning back to Patton and the two of them going to go dance to the music. Logan and Virgil were left standing by the snacks. They quietly grabbed something to drink and stood off to the side. After what felt like an eternity, they slowly began to talk.

“So… Uh… Did Roman drag you here like Patton dragged me?” Virgil asked quietly.

“He did, indeed. He didn’t want to attend ‘our first college party’ alone.” Logan smirked, using his fingers to make air quotes. Virgil laughed.

“Certainly sounds like him, at least from what i’ve seen. It seems like he’s always over in our dorm to hang out with Pat.” Virgil shrugged.

“Yes, it would seem they prefer your dorm to ours. If.. If you are interested, the next time they are doing that… You are welcome to come to my dorm room. Uhhh… If you.. wanted a quiet place to work on school work or.. something.” Logan blushed deeply.

“Yes! I mean.. uh.. Yeah sure. That could be.. uh.. nice. To get away from them being all loud and stuff, of course.” Virgil’s cheeks began to match Logan’s. They continued to talk to each other, both quietly very glad they had someone to talk to in this awkward situation. Especially someone so attractive. Over the course of their conversation they exchanged cell phone numbers, so that Virgil could check in with Logan if he ever wanted to come to his dorm, of course.

Time seemed to pass so quickly, Logan and Virgil getting more comfortable talking to each other as the time moved on. Before they realized how much time had passed, the senior hosting the party was up on the table in the center of the room.

“Alright everyone.. Party is winding down! Time for…” The senior pulled out an empty champagne bottle from behind his back.

“…Spin the bottle.” The crowd cheered and began splitting up into a few groups. It looked like boys who want to kiss boys, girls who want to kiss girls, and people who wanted to kiss any other people. A few people just kinda shrugged and went off to talk by the snacks. Logan and Virgil’s face turned beat red and they both began to try to join the snack group. Out of nowhere Roman appeared and grabbed Logan’s wrist and started dragging him toward the all boy group. Panicking Logan reached out and grabbed Virgil’s hand. Both of them were too stunned to resist Roman’s leading and they found themselves sitting in a circle.

“…..i’m sorry….” Logan said in the smallest voice Virgil had ever barely heard. The glasses wearing freshman’s face was so red, the anxious one worried he might burst. Luckily for them, the bottle spinning seemed to begin far enough away from them that they didn’t have to worry about having to take a turn for a bit. But… the turns in this game didn’t take too long. A senior did at one point spin and have it land on Roman who, after a quick nervous glance to Patton and silent encouragement, shared a minor peck with the regal teen.

Before they knew it, it was Logan’s turn to spin. He gulped hard and reached forward, spinning the bottle hard. Some illogical part of him thought that if he spun it hard enough, maybe it would never stop and they could all just go home. But the vast majority of his brain was very aware it would stop spinning after only a few moments. His eyes were shut, but he heard a small gasp from Patton and took a peek at the bottle. It was pointing almost directly at himself… But just a little to the left.

He turned to his left and was met with the enormous, and beautiful, eyes of Virgil. They both gulped and began to lean in towards each other. Their eyes gently closed and they both felt soft lips press against their own. They could hear the others at the party cheering as the two shy boys gave in to the kiss. Logan found his hands raising up to gently cup the back of Virgil’s neck with one and the other on the back of his head. As he did so, he felt Virgil’s nervous hands grab his waist. The sound of everything else around them seemed to fade away. It was like they were the only two people who existed. Their kiss deepened, leaving them breathless when they finally pulled away. Their cheeks were only lightly dusted pink and they continued to stare into each other’s eyes.

They didn’t notice much else going on around them until they found themselves standing and saying goodbye at the end of the party. They walked in opposite directions, hardly able to pay attention to their excited roommate going about the amazing night they just had. Only about 10 minutes later found them both laying on their beds, arms spread wide, reliving the moment over and over again in their minds.

A buzzing brought Logan out of his haze. He picked up his phone and glanced at the screen.

Emo 🖤: Hey… Wanna do that again?

Logan smiled and bit his lip. Virgil’s phone buzzed hardly a moment later.

Nerd 💙: Definitely. Are you busy tomorrow?

Virgil smiled, so happy that he and that adorable nerd had such extroverted roommates.

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Hi! I absolutely and immensely love your writing ! I just had a idea that sometimes when Virgil is having a bad day, he'll just go to Patton and then Patton cuddles with him, playing with his hair and SINGS to him, especially lullabies that calm him... - @puns-and-patton

I’m sorry this took so long @puns-and-patton! I had so much stuff I was trying to get through and this took forever and.. I hope this is good?

Virgil sat in his bed, hugging his knees tight to his chest and trying to steady his breathing. His eyes stung red and his shoulders were still shaking. The clock on his nightstand beeped suddenly as the hour changed. The red glowing numbers read 12:00am. He sniffled heavily and dragged himself out of bed. He slowly trudged his way out of his bedroom and down the hall, his feet hardly leaving the ground. He looked up and found himself staring at a bedroom door. It took him what felt like hours to muster the courage to lift his fist to knock but just as he was about to, the door gently swung open.

“Hello Virge. Please come in.” The cheery face infront of him smiled wide and welcomed him with open arms. Virgil stepped forward into Patton’s arms and allowed the fatherly side to pull him into a comforting hug. The anxious one’s chest shakily rose and fell as he still tried to calm his breathing. He was hunched over awkwardly, being somewhere around half a foot taller than the paternal one, but he didn’t care. Patton always made him feel better.

Patton slowly ushered him into the room and closed the door silently behind them. He gently sat Virgil on his bed and went to his closet to grab extra blankets.

“Huh-how did y-y-you know I’d be-be outside your do-or?” Virgil managed to sniffle against his still ragged breathing, pulling his knees back to his chest and hugging them tightly. Patton looked over at his wall clock.

“It is 12:03 am, and you got into arguments with both Roman and Logan today. I knew you wouldn’t be able to sleep.” Patton said quietly as he approached Virgil with an enormous purple blanket that he kept just for Virgil. Patton laid down in his bed and hugged Virgil against his chest, pulling the blanket over the two of them. On most days Virgil would shy away from such an action, but after the day he had he welcomed it.

He nestled his head against Patton’s chest and Patton began gently stroking his hair, calming the tall and gangly side down much more quickly than he had been managing on his own. Once the moral side felt Virgil’s breathing regulate and his heart rate begin to slow down, he placed a quick kiss on his younger counterpart’s forehead. Virgil felt his cheeks flush slightly, but didn’t do anything.

“Are you feeling a little better, Kiddo?” Patton asked gently, still gently running his fingers through Virgil’s hair.

“Much better… Thanks, Dad. Do you want me.. to uh.. Go back to my room?” Virgil asked nervously, he didn’t really want to. He was so much more comfortable here with Patton than alone in his room.

“Of course not, Kiddo. Unless you want to go back to your room, which you are welcome to do, I’d be happy to have you here as my snuggle buddy.” Patton smiled, hugging the anxious one even closer. Virgil’s cheeks were burning pink but he answered by silently snuggling closer to Patton.

Patton smiled and nuzzled his head against Virgil’s, one hand still gently running through his hair and the other now stroking his back. Virgil could feel himself slowly easing to sleep when Patton brought out his secret weapon.

“Lullaby, and good night, in the skies stars are bright.May the moon’s silvery beams bring you sweet dreams.Close your eyes now and rest, may these hours be blessed.‘Til the sky’s bright with dawn, when you wake with a yawn.”

Before Patton could finish even the first verse of Brahm’s Lullaby, Virgil was snoozing against him, having fallen asleep with a small smile on his face. Patton loved when Virgil came to him at the end of bad days, he hated that he had them as often as he did, but the fact that Virgil trusted him to help him get through his most difficult of times made his heart fill with delight.

He snuggled his sleeping kiddo even closer to himself as he allowed himself to drift off, the weight of Virgil’s head on his chest and the weight of his form presses against him comforting Patton right to sleep.

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Potential Multi Chapter?

So @didsomeonesayprince and I have (what we think would be) a really fun idea for a multi fic prinxiety Human AU about a very short Roman and a very tall Virgil.

Would anyone like to see that?