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So

Analogical,,, but mutual pining (collection of random thoughts)

Logan and Virgil are hanging out. Logan is reading, Virgil is next to him looking at memes. They both 'hang out' together like cats, without needing to talk.

Virgil sees a funny meme, and it's funny enough for him to laugh instead of doing the nose exhale. Logan looks over and catches sight of Virgil laughing and dies immediately.

Get this logan is blushing and when virgil looks at him he dies too and theycre both dead and the others are just here

"Right in front of my salad"

Virgil would probably try to like subtly flirt but logan would infodumb on the math pick up line he used

He cant pick up on it so Virgil just has to go like

"Lets go on a date"

Logan: where were the signs 

Virgil, who has called him the most beautiful man on this earth and others multiple times:

Logan: The date is June 7th, is that what you are asking?

Virgil tries to look chill but he's just "fuck i ruined it" Everytime he even opens his mouth

The other sides have to deal with both of them talking about the other.

Roman and patton try to be wingmen but it fails:

Roman suggests writing a poem but Logan turns it into a rap. When he raps it Virgil goes "thank fuck it wasnt a poem"

Roman from his hiding place:

Patton tries to get Virgil to make a letter to tell him his feelings.

Virgil: so I wrote Logan a letter

Patton: that's progress!

Virgil: yeah I tore it up and flushed it!

Remus tries to help too

Keyword tries 

(Actually though if anyone were to successfully wingman it would be remus since he's 'honesty' and all that)

Virgil: When he infodumps his eyes light up and you can see all the emotions he tries to repress by looking at them or at the way he moves his hands. Even if he tries to hide them, he's so much more expressive than he seems

Remus, eating a soap bar: So you want to suck his dick?

Even Janus tries to help by literally telling them to their faces that the other likes them, but they don't know if he's lying or not.

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First joined fic, Trans Louie

Blue is @midnight-fries

Green is @wxrm-pxddxng

Louie was nervous, his Uncle was really protective and he, from his inquieries, only knows Donald isn't against the rainbow community but never dared to ask "what if it was me"

He enters the room, tugging on his hoodie, preparing a backup plan for what if. what if's, always running through his mind.

A thousand miles per second. But he had to do this, he couldn't live to hide anymore. He brought his arm up, reassuring himself. It's fine, you rehearsed this before. To say he was nervous would be an understatement, Uncle Donald would be the first person he would be coming out to. He took a deep breath. He knocked. 

"Uncle Donald? Can I come in?" He gulped. "I.. I gotta tell you something." He fiddled with the sleeves of his hoodie, waiting for his Uncle's green lights to enter.

Uncle Donald didn't respond, so maybe he didn't hear him?

"It's... It's just me. Good old Ly... You already know who."

Louie introduced himself shortly, hoping it was enough for his Uncle to recognize who he was. He needed to buy time.

"It's open. "

Donald replied. It was surprising how Louie could understand his voice, but he had years of listening to it so he and his siblings made it work. The green coded triplet walked into the room. Shorter steps than usual, but also slower.

The more time he took to get there, the more time he had to rehearse in his mind.

'Uncle Donald, I'm trans. This means that I experience a thing called gender dysphoria. It's probably hard to understand, but I trust you and basically, I want to be referred by Louie and he/him pronouns, please.'

He had this little speech prepared to the point he had written it down in his room multiple times until it was engraved in his mind.

Wait, did he throw that note away?

He didn't have time to think of that now as he was finally near Donald.

Donald already knew who it was, he just needed to buy himself some time.

Bills were stacking up, he was trying to find a way to pay them before owing people.

He didn't want Louie, out of them all, to find any, so he hid them, any trace of dept.

He had the time to stuff them all in a drawer before his kid came in.

Now, he had an idea as to what the youngest wanted to talk about, he saw how uncomfortable, well until he knew what the green one identified as, they got when they were addressed by feminine names or even their nickname.

Once he saw the way they were heading towards him, he knew he was right, he remembered his thoughts on the day he had to talk to his Uncle about it.

"Hi Sweetheart, take a seat." He said, patting the free space next to him in the hammock in case they didn't understand his vocal instructions. Looking up, Louie found himself shaking. He obliged his uncle's request with his help.

He found that he could barely breath, he wad there too soon, steps not short enough, his mind was blanked out from all he previously wanted to say, all that was there was an image of his Uncle hating him, he couldn't picture that but.. it was a possibility, he wanted to run, why did he think this was a good idea? It probably wasn't even true, did he really have to tell him?

His Uncle's voice broke through his thoughts, he felt himself being lifted and placed in a warm, parental embrace, it was comforting, he didn't know how he could live without it.

"Deep breaths  honey, it's gonna be fine, you can tell me anything." His uncle whispered words of reassurance in his ears.

"You know there would be nothing you could say that could make me hate you, love." Louie didn't realize his eyes were shut until he opened them, looking directly into the honest eyes of his Uncle.

"I'm here to support you"

That was all Louie needed to hear. Maybe it was too much for the little duckling.

"I ju... just... justasecond"

Louie needed to collect his thoughts and stop himself from crying. A million scenarios of him getting kicked out or misgendered on purpose raced through his mind, even if the words of support he heard were comforting. The anxiety was overwhelming him.

Donald kept the embrace, like a father hugging his son for a while. Louie knew it was too late to turn back now. He just has to rip it off, like a bandaid.

"I'm... " "I.. " bandaid

"I'm a trans guy and please stop using my deadname!"

Louie blurted, quick and unexpected. He then put a hand over his mouth, and let out a muffled sob.

Donald was not surprised, but he was not expecting th-him to blurt it out like that, he couldn't blame him though, it was stressful to come out to somebody you love.

So many possibilities, good, bad, all the scenarios his kid.. his nephew had probably swarming through his head-His kid probably took his silence as punishment as he started rambling,

"Wait do you know what a transgender person is? Wait-no forget everything I said actually this was a bad idea-" "Honey, breath for a second, okay?" Donald cut him off. He put a hand on his head, ruffling his hair gently, his nephew, who he had to ask about his preferred name too, pushed his hand away out of instinct. Donald brought him in again, he knew he needed physical comfort when he was nervous, hugs, cuddles, even a single hand on his shoulder would help calming him down.

"I know what a transgender person is, and considering how accepting she was when I came out, I know your mother would be proud of you... I know I am." Donald felt him clutching his shirt, a wet stain forming where the youngest triplet's face was. Donald felt him lifting his face to look at him,

"when-when you? Oh my god, no way-" Donald chuckled, "What would you like me to call you by?"

"Louie!" Well, he must've thought about that a lot seeing how immediate his answer was.

"Well, Louie, I told you, there's nothing that you could say, do or be that would make me hate you, I'm so proud of you, love." He shifted his fingers through Louie's hair, bringing his thoughts into less of a spiral.

Louie smiled brightly, nearly not believing this turned out so well, he even knew something his siblings didn't know! Who woulda thought Uncle Donald was like him?

"Thank you, Da-Uncle- Uncle Donald, Thank you so much." He sniffled, God why did he have to be so emotional, he didn't know why it made him feel better when he saw his uncle tearing up as well.

"No problem, Louie..."

Honestly, Louie wanted to stay there for a while. The green nephew-, it felt so relieving to call himself that now, felt so nice and comfortable after he let that out.

That didn't match his expression though. He was sniffing and crying and it looked ugly but he didn't feel ugly and that was what was important to him.

He felt safe and in the weirdest way free. Free from something that had been building up for not even he remembers how long.

He still remembered the day he discovered the meaning of trans. He was on his phone as always, using it for information for once instead of doing anything else he usually did. That's when he came across the LGBT community. He had to admit for a while before he came out to himself he identified as genderfluid or non-binary, a form of repression for him, but not everyone uses it to repress.

For him it definitely was.

But that didn't feel right. The name he chose as non-binary stuck, but the pronouns just felt off to him, even though he wants to get used to them because they felt better than she.

Finally after debating and questioning his sexuality for months because, if he really was a boy why we're boys so cute and boys aren't supposed to love boys he heard from a teacher, which he learned was called a homophobe.

He finally figured it out.

And he was happy with the result.

Recalling the memory of when he stopped feeling wrong helped Louie calm himself down.

The last squeeze of his uncle and he released him.

"Thank.. Thank you, Uncle Donald.." Louie couldn't thank him enough, never. He hopped off of the hammock and Donald did the same. The bills will have to wait a bit longer.

"So, I guess this means that I have three nephews now?"

Donald asked in a fond voice, making his son nephew smile in return. Only for it to falter, because as soon as he opened the door he was greeted by his siblings, who were... smiling?

They both immediately tackled him in a hug, the three of them rolling on the ground for a bit. All of them erupted into a fit of laughter. "I have a brother!"

Dewey said in a joking manner, just trying to say something to signify that he was fine with it.

"Aww... My sweet nephews..."

Donald said fondly, but two of them didn't seem to find it that appealing to be called that.

The blue and the red one looked at him.

"Not exactly" "About that..."

They said, at the same time, different things, but with the same intention.

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