#enby patton

[tnbc-lover]

Current W.I.P of that redraw, I can't work on it rn though since I'm away from my art stuff-

@thatsthat24

[ho-ho-homosxual]

I finished my sanders sides cosplay :D

This took me two full days

@thatsthat24

@og-orange-side (thought you might like this)

@enby-trash-rat

Felt the need to add that this is the pin on Patton’s shirt collar :3

[lookupthewordjokeinthedictionary]

I took a break from petting my cat to deliver you this post, so I might as well deliver it as nicely as possible.

Sanders Sides are yet again drawing each other, this time, Virgil drawing everyone else!!

Yes, guys, gals and enby pals, we've reached "dark sides" territory!! It will be even angstier, you guessed correctly.

Firstly, Patton!! I'm reintroducing the bullet points!

Yes, Virgil did draw him playing with puppets

Yes, Virgil did draw Patton manipulating his puppet

Yes, if you look closer, the look in Patton's face isn't that of a happy father but that of an OG manipulator.

(I need to prefix this by saying that I love Patton and his complexity and by no means am I attacking him)

But yes, Virgil has had enough, our poor little anxious baby needs his freedom (and his thunder) back!

Rare Logan moment caught on camera!

Virgil drew him in his onesie because Logan is only comfortable enough to wear it around him and around no one else

He is indeed reading a puzzle book that Virgil (and Roman) came up with

You might wonder, why does Logan have a look of disdain in his eyes while reading this book?

Oh, he doesn't. For once, I'm bad at sketching

For twice, anxiety is anxiety. He was actually quite pleased to receive such gift, but with Logan having unreadable facial expressions and Virgil being Virgil, he took his expression as that of disdain.

I love them, your honour.

Ah, hello there princey.

Don't ever make me draw side profiles, this took 30 mins and it's not even good.

Okay, real talk, Virgil did draw Roman in the middle of the latter saving someone (him)

And Virgil did draw Roman with flowers and his updated princely costume and all that.

However, it's fascinating to point out that our Prince is covered in vines. (no, not because Thomas used to be a viner, no)

But because something, someone, is holding Roman back.

And Virgil chose to portray it with green vines.

Hmmmmmm, nothing to see here folks.

Remus in the house!!

Virgil is absolutely terrified by Remus.

So ofc he drew him with his mace!!

The schrodingers details are really popping off here.

And by that, I mean that it is both a pretty detailed sketch, and a very rushed through one.

Firstly, it's the first full body sketch we see from Virgil since Patton

Which emphasises the fact that he really knows Remus (the past doesn't go away that easily)

Secondly, it's the little ruffles on his sleeves, and high boots, and dirty knees that pull all of this together.

But I can't ignore that it's still rushed through. That Virgil hasn't grown to the point that he can accept Remus, or see him as something more than a scary illness.

Janus and his oddly numbered strings.

Another detail that I'd like to bring to your attention right about now is, how both the dark sides are looking straight (gay) to the viewer (Virgil).

In antithesis to the "light" sides, that are looking at something or someone else.

But Janus' sketch is pretty self explanatory.

Virgil views him as a one of the worst sides who could dictate Thomas' life.

And not only is he part of the conversation now, but Virgil knows from personal experience, that he's keeping all the others at bay.

Lastly, our Virgil!

I will pretend like I'll improve in drawing in the future if you pretend those are wings.

When I told you not to ever let me draw a side profile again i meant it.

Regardless, Virgil is doing his damn best to hold it together as of this moment

So, he's doing what the next side would do in his position: comfort himself with his safe space.

He's sitting down (on something that is somewhat a chair, good for him)

He is listening to music

He is grounding himself (by having his hands on the stool

But even so, his wings remain closed. Virgil can pretend all he wants that those momentary solutions will fix the problem, but it won't go away. He must learn to accept all of Thomas' sides.

[jonesy-squish]

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I have 2 other main names I use,Dracula and Radford.

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-Im pangenderflux,leaning more in the masc and enby genders most of the time :3

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[tss-storytime-summaries]

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Expected Rating: Teen

Warnings: Trans Pregnancy, MPreg, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Feels Galore, Emotional Insecurities, Parental Issues, Slow Burn Romance, Friends to Lovers, Kissing & Making Out, Food & Beverages, Drinking & Alcohol, Play Fighting/Food Fighting, Swearing, Remus being Remus (even as a child), Potty Humor, Sexual Innuendos

Characters: trans!Janus Sanders, enby!Remus Sanders, genderfluid!Dr. Emile Picani, Patton Sanders, Logan Sanders, Roman Sanders, Remus Sanders, Virgil Sanders, possibly other characters (original & TS shorts)

Romantic Relationships: Remy Sanders x Dr. Emile Picani x Janus Sanders

Summary: "This is my family. I found it all on my own. It's a little broken, but still good. Yeah, still good." -- Stitch, Lilo & Stitch

Emile Picani has his full with friends-turned-brothers Logan and Patton.

Remy Onassis has their hands full with twins Roman & Remus.

And Janus Albrecht will eventually have her hands full with a baby on the way.

However, either by fate or the strong unifying love of parenthood, they all find a way to erase any and all bad histories that lead them to their respective situations; panting over sadness and loneliness with love and affection.

None of them realize it yet, but the best life awaits them will await them very soon.

[t4t-apexeclipse]

describing the genders ive assigned to the sides

i kinda did this earlier but not in depth and i wanna really drive home how gender these guys are

Roman: he/they. heavily transmasc trans man, doesn’t identify with feminine genders in the slightest, but doesn’t mind gender neutrality. will still absolutely dress “femininely” as well as “masculinely” and loves to dress as over the top as possible. all man left enby

Logan: she/he/it. loves gender. gender is her special interest <3 loves to research genders to try and understand it even more, and adopts various genders into its personal identity. his gender tends to fluctuate between several different labels depending on the day and she dresses accordingly

Virgil: they/them. allergic to gender. fears gender deeply. it’s too complicated and intimidating so they want nothing to do with it. they dress like they’re staying at home no matter where they go. sometimes wears socks with sandals to piss people off. their gender is no

Patton: she/he. a dad who’s a mom and a dad. a momdad. not a parent because that’s too neutral. she celebrates both his genders and cherishes them. she kinda treats his genders like they’re her kids in a way. he loves them both equally, even if she spends more time dressed as a dad than a mom (genders are treated equally, but aesthetics? he’s always fucked with the dad aesthetic. the dadsthetic)

Janus: they/them. they respect gender from a distance. like they have a decent understanding of how it all works, they just said no thanks. they don’t appreciate the idea of being shoved in a box that’s meant to say who they are. they’re not a gender, they’re janus. that’s all they need

Remus: all pronouns. gender hoarder. eats gender for breakfast. attracted to gender sexually. and romantically. gender is yes <3

[sanderssideswriting]

does everyone know the Patton being touch starved au? Where he needs touch or he literally starves? because time for that with moceit so buckle up guys, gals and enby pals

quick trigger warning this will feature things to do with starvation and starvation so if that triggers you please don’t read this bullet fic

it was right after Janus had been accepted, and a new room had appeared for him. Half way between the dark sides and light sides. 

patton had offered to help Janus take his minimal possessions to his new room.

Janus accepted because he wanted to make sure there where no hard feelings between them and just so he wouldn’t be unpacking his new room alone. 

Janus realizes halfway through Patton somehow looks exhausted despite the little there really was to do. 

over the next few weeks he started to see what was going on. And whenever he spent time with Patton or Patton gets to close to another side and they brush him off when he gets to close.

Janus eventually confronts him about it 

[enigmasalad]

I posted 3,116 times in 2022

18 posts created (1%)

3,098 posts reblogged (99%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@lio-the-chaotic-nonbeanie-weenie

@robanilla

@samathekittycat

@fangirltothefullest

@post-it-free

I tagged 65 of my posts in 2022

#sanders sides - 10 posts

#patton sanders - 7 posts

#virgil sanders - 7 posts

#logan sanders - 7 posts

#roman sanders - 6 posts

#mahsa amini - 6 posts

#remus sanders - 5 posts

#tiktok - 5 posts

#ts spoilers - 4 posts

#iran - 4 posts

Longest Tag: 40 characters

#absolute knockout of an opening sentence

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Hey hey it’s time to be gay

Hey here it’s the place to be queer

Hey hi it’s great to be Bi

Hey fan you love being Pan

Hey chase your dreams you great ace

Hey a’ Bro you’re a funky little aro

Hey clan it’s nice to be Trans

Hey them’be powerful Enbies

Hey druids you wonderful genderfluid

And anyone else, we welcome yourself!

6 notes - Posted June 1, 2022

#4

I want to go to a subway at 9pm with @lio-the-chaotic-nonbeanie-weenie

9 notes - Posted July 14, 2022

#3

My feral bestie likes shiny objects

11 notes - Posted January 4, 2022

#2

Pokémon fans seeing Greavard:

(I made the edit and took the meme from google images btw)

14 notes - Posted November 15, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I had a massive collection of monster high dolls as a kid, and me and my older sister would play monster high all day sometimes, despite her being in middle school.

I had the main ghouls, (Draculaura, Frankie, Clawdeen, Cleo, Lagoona, Ghoulia) plus other characters like Abbey, Venus, Operetta, Deuce, Spectra, Holt, Clawde, Nefra and Howleen plus duplicates of the dolls in different outfits and Draculauras Birthday stuff like her car.

However when I got older and depressed I just put them in my mothers closet and just didn’t pay them mind, because what’s the point of playing when you’re sad and alone? And I was “too old” to play with dolls.

They got gross (because my housing conditions weren’t the best and they were in a closet) and there was no way I would be able to restore or take them. It would be too much money.

So I had to throw them away and it just hurts because I miss my dolls a lot now. And hearing that they’re not only putting out new ones but also rereleasing the originals makes me want to cry. And not in a good way.

My favorite was Draculaura and she’s always out of stock or just not having a price. Plus scalpers are taking shit.

I feel sad, like, really sad. I just wish I had my dolls. It’s silly but I had so much fun and they were an escape from my shitty life.

33 notes - Posted October 22, 2022

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Roles, Names, Genders, and Pronouns

Hello! This is a list of the characters in this au and the more basic things about them. This doesn't have their last names, though they do have them, but I just wanted to put their names and stuff out there so I can talk more about the characters themselves, and their relationships with each other. Soooo Name Spoilers Ahead:

| Creativity, Roman/Rowan, Genderfluid (Man and Woman), He/Him and She/Her, He/Him are his default pronouns

| Anxiety, Virgil, Nonbinary, They/Them

| Deceit, Janus, Demiboy, He/Him and Ze/Zir and She/Her, Ze/Zir are zir defaults as zir pronouns fluctuate in favorites but none on the list cause dysphoria (Pronounflux)

| Morality, Patton, Trans Man, He/Him

| Logic, Logan, Trans Man, He/Him and They/Them, They’re used interchangeably

| Intrusive Thoughts, Remus, Agender, It/Its and She/Her and He/Him and They/Them and Rat/Ratself and Zie/Zir and Doll/Dollself and Oc/ Octo/ Octopusself and Voi/Void/Voidself and Rem/Remus, Remus is a pronoun hoarder that loves all its pronouns equally

| Paranoia, Vergilius, Pangender, Any Pronouns Including Neopronouns

| Delusion, Eus, Genderqueer, He/Him and They/Them

| Wrath, Blaze, Trans Masc Enby, He/Him and They/Them and Rae/Rages/Rageself

| Apathy, Kach, Apagender, Any Pronouns He Doesn’t Care

| Depression, Kedar, Trans Man, He/Him and sometimes They/Them too

| Sleep, Remy, Trans Man, He/Him and They/Them and It/Its and She/Her

| Hunger, Phagia, Genderfaun, It/Its

[vindicatedvirgil]

can i get some flirty logicality? mayhaps?

Summary: Patton and Logan are best friends; they go to the beach together and end up flirting endlessly. also i’m basing this off of west coast US beaches because those are the beaches that i know and the water is cold on our beaches and idk how others are.

Ship: Romantic Logicality (Logan x Patton)

word count: 2000. Exactly.

CW: explicit descriptions of the beach and ocean activities. i know this is a trigger for some people so i’m making it very apparent! also, nonbinary Patton using they/them pronouns!

thanks to cat and Danni from discord for helping me brainstorm some of these flirting ideas!

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Patton was pacing back and forth in their apartment. They’d been looking forward to this day for weeks, so glad to finally see their best friend after they’d been separated by going to different universities. Now, it was summertime and it was their first beach day of their holidays. Except Patton had a huge problem. They’d been in love with Logan for practically the whole time they’d known each other. 

Patton sighed, staring into the mirror. They had on pale blue swim trunks and a white tank top, and their bag with sunscreen, snacks, water, and towels was by the front door. Logan was the first person they came out to when they realized they were nonbinary, and Logan had supported them through it all; through coming out to their parents, and even by buying them their first nonbinary flag, the one that hung proudly over their bed. 

And now, Patton thought they were ready to finally tell Logan how they felt. They thought that maybe being separated by distance for college would help them get over him, but it had only made them miss and crave the touch of their best friend even more. And so, Patton figured if they told Logan today and it went poorly, then they could finally move on. Even at the risk of losing the most important person in their life. 

When they got to the beach, they set up their towel, applied sunscreen, and laid in the sun for a bit, gazing out at the sparkling sun on the water. Maybe they’d tell Logan how they feel when they were in the water, so if the waves were too loud and Logan couldn’t hear, it would be okay. And they’d be able to move on.

“Hi, Patton,” Logan’s voice was there, and Patton looked up to see him wearing a long-sleeved black rash guard and dark blue swim shorts. Patton leapt to their feet and enveloped their best friend in a big hug, holding him closely.

“Hi, Lo! I missed you so much,” they said, practically clinging to Logan. Logan let out a low laugh, prying Patton off of him, then set his bag and towel down next to Patton’s.

“I missed you too,” he said quietly, adjusting his glasses; Patton noticed the thin sheer of sunscreen over Logan’s skin, and smiled against his shoulder. “Shall we sit for a moment or would you like to go play in the water?”

“Let’s sit for a bit, okay?” Patton stepped back from Logan’s embrace, though a bit hesitantly, and sat on their towel. Logan spread his towel out right next to Patton’s and sat down, one of his legs stretched out in front of him. The pair sat in silence for a few moments, Patton a bit fidgety but so happy that they were sitting beside their best friend. They glanced over to see Logan staring out at the ocean. “Whatcha thinking about?”

“Hm?” Logan blinked, then smiled faintly, still looking straight ahead. “Oh, I read a book about oceans and beaches last night. So I was thinking about some of the facts that I read about. Would you like to hear a few?”

“Oh, sure, Lo!” Patton smiled brightly at him, eyes still focused on the profile of Logan’s face. Patton always loved listening to Logan’s rambles about facts, regardless of the subject. Sometimes they’d listen to Logan’s facts late at night, and they’d fall asleep to the comforting sounds of his voice. Some people think that ocean waves are the most soothing noise, but Patton? Their calming sound of choice would always be Logan’s voice.

“Well… oceans cover a little bit more than 70% of the Earth. And while most sandy beaches are made of silica or mineral quartz, there are all kinds of beaches,” Logan explained, and Patton smiled, leaning back on their hands, still watching Logan intently. “There are beaches with white or yellow sands like this one, but beaches in other parts of the world, especially near volcanoes like in Hawaii, there are black sand beaches that are made of lava.” Logan finally glanced over at Patton, noticing them staring at him. ‘What is it?”

“Oh, um…” Patton flushed bright red, but they decided to be a little bit brave. “I was just thinking that I always thought that the sound of the waves was relaxing, but… your voice is better.” Logan’s ears turned red, and he cleared his throat, rubbing the back of his neck. 

“O-Oh…” Logan didn’t say much other than that, and Patton worried that they’d upset him in some way. The pair sat in silence for a few moments, then Patton got onto their feet, their hands on their hips.

“Come on, Lo. Let’s go stand in the waves for a bit,” they suggested, smiling down at him. Logan nodded and got to his feet as well, and the pair walked down the sand bank until they got to where the waves were coming up. “Lo?” Patton was feeling a bit brave.

“Hmm?”

“Will you hold my hand while we’re in the waves? I don’t want to fall like last time,” they said, and Logan nodded as if he was remembering that moment. It was the previous summer, their last trip to the beach before leaving for school; Patton had gotten knocked over by a wave, and they ended up swallowing a bunch of sea water. Luckily, Logan was able to help them up and onto the shore so that they could regain their breath. Logan was always there for them when they needed him.

“Oh, sure thing,” Logan held his hand out, and Patton wanted to jump for joy, but resigned themselves to just linking their fingers with Logan’s. They stepped forward so that their toes met the cool water.

“Don’t let go, okay?” They whispered, stepping closer to Logan, who squeezed Patton’s hand. “Ever,” they whispered that final word so quietly, hoping that Logan wouldn’t hear. He didn’t make any indication that he heard.

“I won’t, Pat,” Logan responded, and Patton wished that he meant the ever part, too. The pair slowly stepped further into the ocean, their hands linked as if eternally, the cool water slowly rising up past their ankles and to their knees. “You know, in the original version of The Little Mermaid, the mermaid turns into seafoam when she doesn’t meet the sea witch’s demands of killing the prince,” Logan said quietly, reaching his free hand under the waves, trying to catch some of the foam. “She doesn’t end up with the prince.”

“That’s sad,” Patton whispered, their eyes lingering to watch Logan, who gazed out further at the sea, as if in deep thought. “Not much of a fairytale.”

“Hmm, no,” Logan mused, a playful smile on his face. “She doesn’t stay seafoam forever, though. She becomes a daughter of the air, able to watch the man she loves for all of eternity,” he explained. Patton frowned deeper, not liking that option either. But they didn’t have time to discuss it more, as Logan swept his spare hand through the water, splashing Patton’s chest.

“Hey!” Patton giggled, using their free hand to splash Logan back. “You know splashing is against the rules, Lo!”

“What rules? We didn’t agree on any rules prior to stepping foot into the ocean,” Logan smirked a little bit, and Patton thought that they would swoon, the way that they were being looked at by the man they loved. Logan didn’t splash Patton again, though, and the two stood in the waves, moving along, gazing at the sparkles on the surface of the water.

“It’s a beautiful day,” Patton murmured, leaning their head against Logan’s shoulder, their feet sinking into the sand a bit. “Lo?”

“Hmm?” Logan made a noise, indicating that he was paying attention, and Patton figured that then would need to be the right time. They took a deep breath, gazing up at their best friend, the way he was so enthralled with watching the waves come closer and crash behind them. But then they remembered that if Logan didn’t feel the same way, they could lose him forever, and they didn’t want to ruin the beach day, either. 

If Logan didn’t feel the same… there were only three options that they would pay attention to. Option one, Logan felt the same way and the two entered into a happy relationship (Patton didn’t want to think about what would happen if things went poorly). Option two, Logan didn’t feel the same, but still wanted Patton in his life and Patton would finally get over Logan. Option three, Logan doesn’t know how to respond and needs time to process.

That hidden fourth option taunted Patton, but… Patton was an optimist, after all.

“Remember when we went to Disney last year? And we had just gotten off of Space Mountain, and there was this couple in front of us holding hands?” Patton had thought about this moment a lot. It was something they had run in their mind over and over again, trying to dissect it, figure out what Logan meant by all of it. Was it the merch that the couple was wearing? Patton couldn’t remember the situation, just the words. Always the words. “You said that in an alternate reality, that could be us.” Logan inhaled sharply, but said nothing. “Why does that have to be an alternate reality, Lo? What if… what if I want that in this reality?” They sighed, lifting their head from Logan’s shoulder. “I’ve tried so hard to not want it, because you’re my best friend and I… can’t lose you. And I thought that being separated from you would help, but… it’s only made me realize how far I’ve fallen in love with you.” Patton closed their eyes tightly, ready to pull their hand away from Logan’s and run back to shore and go home to hide under the blankets for weeks. But Logan squeezed Patton’s hand.

“I said what I said because I thought…” Logan started, and Patton glanced up, meeting his eyes. “I thought you would never feel that way about me, Patton. I thought that I was going to be resigned to being your best friend forever, and I was okay with that, but… I had to say something. And nothing came from it, so I figured…”

“I was hungry and tired, Lo, I wasn’t thinking straight, I mean, I never am, but especially around you,” Patton was starting to get flustered, their hand slipping out of Logan’s grasp. “I’m awkward and fumbly and when you say stuff like that I don’t know how to respond— wait,” it finally hit them what Logan had said. “You… feel that way about me, too?” Logan sighed exasperatedly, nodding as he tightened his grasp on Patton. 

“Yes, Patton,” he whispered, pulling Patton closer to him. “I have for so long. You know how I am with feelings, though… I don’t understand them as well as you do. Still, I am proud of myself for realizing it as early on as I did,” Logan adjusted his glasses, and Patton laughed a little. They turned to face Logan, ensuring they had stable footing and that there weren’t any large waves coming. They pressed their forehead to Logan’s.

“I’ve dreamt of our first kiss for years, Lo, I just…” Patton breathed out, and Logan inhaled with them. “What if it’s terrible?”

“It’s us, Pat. It won’t be,” Logan said reassuringly, and put it to the test by leaning in and allowing their lips to finally meet, their glasses clashing a bit awkwardly as the waves hit Patton’s back. Patton wrapped their arms around Logan’s neck, pulling him closer to them.

Later on, Patton swore that all of the dreams they had about the first kiss they shared with Logan were nothing compared to the actual thing. All of that pining, all of that worrying, and all of that unease… it all got washed away with the ocean waves. 

[tnbc-lover]

WHY WAS I SO BAD AT EVERYTHING?! I wanna redraw this now, so give me like- 9 hours- on top everything else...

[look-ma-im-on-tv]

Newshore Chapter 3

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Summary: Roman convinces Janus to get help for his injuries, and finds a mysterious letter.

Warnings: Mild description of injury, blood, fainting, fears of death

Word Count: 2,412

Pancake batter sizzled quietly as Roman poured it on the pan. After yesterday, he needed to make sure Janus was okay, and a big breakfast was good bribery to sit down and wait while he checked the wound. Roman was pretty sure Janus had a 'doctor' to help him out, but he didn't take chances with Janus.

Roman finished preparing the food, pancakes, bacon, eggs, hashbrowns, and Janus' favorite, Ramen. His argument, not that anyone was necessarily protesting the greatness of ramen, was that it was cheap, warm, and you could change it. Janus liked his with copious amounts of chili powder and other spices. Roman argued it was so spicy he could smell it across the room, and there was no way that was okay to eat.

"Jaaanuss?" Roman called, pushing open the door. "I made some food."

Sleepily, Janus rubbed his eyes and yawned. Roman rarely got to see him this adorable. Without his walls, he looked like a little kitten stretching.

"Morning babe," Janus sat up, clearly not registering what Roman said. He turned to stand up and winced through his teeth. "Shit!"

Roman walked over, putting down the plate and bowl and helping Janus reposition himself. "No way am I letting you get up how you are, my darling. I brought you some food, so eat it before the smell kills me," he laughed.

"Okay, you spice wuss." Janus looked over to the nightstand, laughing. "That is a shit ton of food."

Not even noticing the adoring look on Janus' face, Roman defended, "Yeah, well I figured that you might want a little of everything, and of course there's the rame-Don't get up! You gotta stay down, you're hurt!"

Janus rolled his eyes, "If you won't let me get up there, then get your ass down here."

Roman huffed and kneeled down, surprised when Janus took his face and kissed him. "Thanks for the food, Princey. But I can't stay here all day, I have things to do."

Ignoring his own blushing, Roman answered, "Exactly. And the 'things' you have to do is heal. I will personally stay here to make sure you don't get out of bed. And that is a threat." He quieted, "I tried to just graze you but… you looked pretty hurt." He stared hard at the ground, before suddenly shaking his head and smiling. "It never said in the job description that I'd be shooting at my boyfriend." He loved using that word, 'boyfriend.' It rarely failed to fluster Janus. "Now can you let me take a look at that wound?"

"I have a doctor you know. And he did a perfectly fine job."

"Well, in case he didn't tell you; no amount of wrappings is still stopping the bleeding after you decided to move that much."

"Then I'll just go see him again today. You're not a doctor, and I'm not letting you pretend to be one. Besides, I wouldn't be surprised if you fainted at the sight of blood."

"Fine then," Roman said, grabbing the huge meal he prepared. "None of this food for you. Guess you'll just get oatmeal."

Janus groaned, wordlessly moving the blanket off of his leg to let Roman look at it. He set back down the food and looked horrified at the blood-soaked bandages. He wasn't new to gunshot wounds of course, but seeing this damage on someone he cared so much for scared him. 

"Wh-where's that doctor you keep talking about? Cause you need this to be taken care of."

Roman draped Janus' arm over his shoulder and helped him downstairs.

"You know you're going to have to stop babying me and let me walk so we're not seen, Ro."

Roman paused. He knew Janus really should not be walking, especially not without help. But he had a point.

"I have a cane, and it's not far," Janus explained in an effort to ease Roman's worry. "Go on to the car and I'll follow in a minute."

"If we're going separately, you're going first so you can rest in the car."

"That can be our compromise, I suppose. Fine, I'll go first."

After Janus stumbled out the door, much to Roman's protest, Roman waited a few minutes before going out the opposite direction. He paused, hearing a crinkling beneath his steps. He backed up and picked up the offending piece of paper. 

It was folded up, so he put it in his pocket for now. He didn't have time right now. He had to get Janus help.

Roman drove them wherever Janus told him to go, helping him out of the car once they arrived. He went to knock on the door, interrupted by Janus simply pushing through.

"Patton?" He called out into the dimly lit room. Something straight out of a horror movie. Roman ducked behind the door, not wanting to be seen here, before being tugged back in by Janus. "It's okay, Patton won't do anything." That didn't help Roman to feel any more comfortable. He didn't trust anyone to see them together.

A man's face popped out from behind a wall. "Oh! Janus! You actually came for your return checkup?"

"Not my choice. Roman dragged me here after he saw the bleeding."

Patton turned on a light, smiling brightly. He seemed like a very homely, kind person, even though his very pastel punk style showed a bit differently. His t-shirt’s rainbow text said, “Destroy POWER not PEOPLE.” Maybe Roman could understand why him and Janus knew each other.

"Who's Roman? Oh, wait, that's probably you, huh?" Roman nodded, and Patton held out his hand to be shaken. "Well nice to meet you! The name's Patton."

Shaking his hand, Roman muttered, "Nice to meet you too, sir."

"Oh, yeah I should let ya know," Patton said, kneeling to look at Janus' wrappings. "They/them pronouns if ya don't mind." Before Roman got a chance to reply, they shook their head and said, "Jeez, did you walk home?" They laughed, probably knowing he did. "You clearly didn't keep it still like I told you." 

Patton stood up. "Let's get you sitting down so I can wrap that up again. Can you help me get him back to the table, Roman?"

Roman helped and Patton grabbed some things they'd need. "I hope you don't mind if I talk while I do this. It makes things feel less… grim, I guess." They paused in case of protest, then continued, smirking. "So. How do you two know each other?"

Roman froze, not knowing how to reply. "Uh, we just-"

"He's my boyfriend," Janus hissed through his teeth.

"Oh! Good for you! I didn't expect that, what with your professions and all."

Roman immediately panicked. "What? How do you-?"

"Ah, I'm sorry! That probably sounds worrying to you. Don’t worry, I'm not gonna say anything." Their tone of voice shifted almost like they were talking to a baby or a dog, "Just ‘cause you're an important law official doesn't mean you can't fall in love with our little Basilisk here." They smiled, talking normally again. "It's just a bit surprising."

"It certainly does mean that, but," Janus turned to Roman. "Told you they were cool."

"I-you're not gonna tell anyone?"

"No… they'd probably hurt you both if I did. I don't agree with either of you, don't get me wrong, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna throw you under the bus. Besides," they laughed, "if you don't mind my saying, you two seem kinda cute."

"I just told him you were okay!" Janus protested.

Patton laughed heartily. "I know, I won't say it again."

After a moment, Roman said hesitantly, "So, Patton? How did you already know who I am?"

They paused, looking downwards. "When there are this many conflicting opinions, and people fighting, it's good to keep an idea of whos-who. Gotta know who to avoid and who to stand with when things fall down."

"And what about me?"

"Well… before you came here at least, there was no way I would've sided with you. I guess I can't necessarily blame you, but there's a lot of cruel biases you guys have. Now? Maybe you're not so bad… you don't seem like you agree with those things at least. But you can't just stand by while people get hurt!” Patton slammed their fist on the table. “You already have the power to do something about it, so do it already." Patton sighed, relaxing. "Sorry, I didn't mean to get all political on you. This stuff just gets me so mad sometimes."

Roman just nodded in agreement. Patton had a point, that he couldn't deny. He knew there were some vast problems.

The conversation felt over, and Roman remembered the paper he found. He took it out of his pocket and unfolded it, reading the sloppy handwriting.

Roman could've sworn his heart stopped.

I know your secret. Isn't it odd that the chief of the stupidly corrupt NPD and the Basilisk would be trying to settle down in a shitty, rotting house? To get straight to the point, I'm going to send a couple of simple instructions to you both. If you don't follow them in a timely manner, don't count on your secret being a secret for long.

Roman's hands shook, dropping the message to the floor and struggling to catch his breath. Oh god. They knew. How did they know? He and Janus had been more than careful! All of the worst possible outcomes played through his mind vividly. Janus. This person could trade in the info, they knew everything. Roman would at least be fired, probably imprisoned. He could deal with that. But Janus… he was tough, but without Roman keeping him safe he'd be caught eventually. He'd gotten more relaxed, he didn't care that every legal official in town wanted him dead. He'd get caught. And he would die. Janus would die. Roman couldn't stop repeating that thought through his head, even through the swirling thoughts and vision. Janus would die. Janus would die. Janus would be caught and he would die.

"Ro? Roman!" He felt himself fall to the ground.

~~~~~~~~~~

Eventually, Roman opened his eyes, finding himself on the same metal table Janus had been lying on.

“There ya go. I knew you wouldn’t be asleep for long.”

Who was that? “Patton?”

“Yep. You uh… passed out after reading that lil’ paper there. How are you feel-”

“Shit!” Roman shot up, falling back down from the following head rush. 

“Hey! You can’t sit up yet, you have to let yourself wake up properly. There must be something really wrong with that paper to stress you out enough to faint.” They looked… really concerned. Roman felt a little bad.

“Yeah, I guess you could say that.” Roman sat up a bit slower this time, satisfied with how he felt and staying upright. “I-I have to go. Where’s Janus?”

“He’s outside, but you can’t go yet." Patton gave a very firm look of determination. "This may not be a proper hospital, but I’m still a doctor and there is no way I’m letting you leave before I know you’re gonna be okay.”

Roman answered some questions, refusing to answer anything about the letter, and they deemed that the stress from yesterday and the lack of sleep were the causes of his little ‘episode’ and sent him off. Roman thanked them and left, finding Janus just outside the door, clutching the paper in a tight fist.

“Oh good, our sleeping beauty has awoken.”

“... Yeah. I’m okay.”

“Good, so is my leg. Let’s head home.” Roman stuttered in place, surprised at Janus' blunt statement.

“What? What about the…” He eluded to the note.

“What about it? We’re going home.” Janus’ voice was devoid of emotion. He stared straight ahead, limping into the car without any clear reaction to what had happened. Roman followed, sitting in the driver’s seat, admittedly scared.

“Janus?”

“What is it?”

“Are you okay? I mean, of course probably not, but you’re acting strange.” Roman couldn’t look at him.

“I’m fine, and this is fine. I’m going to take care of it, but for now, I simply want to go home.”

Roman didn’t have anything else to say, silenced by his own fear, so he drove. Janus was scared too. He could tell. He was never short and quiet like this. When he was mad, he showed you, when he was sad, he'd sigh and look away. But instead his eyes were wide and his voice so monotonous from the effort to keep it steady. Janus was scared, no doubt about it.

They got home and entered their usual way, just because one person knew didn’t mean the rest of the world could. Roman entered first, opting to just sit on the couch and stare at the blank television. 

A few minutes later, he felt Janus’ gloved hands wipe a tear off of his cheek, and he opened his eyes. Janus was kneeled in front of him, looking sympathetic now. Roman let out a short sob, catching himself and trying to stop as many tears as he could from falling. He wanted to keep Janus safe, crying in front of him made it feel clear that he couldn’t.

“It’ll be okay, Roman. It’s one person, that’s all. We can take care of it.” He had realized that Roman was afraid too, and he needed to stop playing cold and help him.

Like with Jonathon? Roman bit back his response, but Janus must’ve guessed what he was going to say from the glare that escaped him.

“We’ll… talk them out of it. Don’t worry.” He brought Roman’s forehead to his lips and hugged him close. “We’ll be okay.”

Roman clutched Janus’ clothes, refusing to let go. It felt like if he did, he would lose him forever. It hurt Janus to see him like this, and it was only worsened by him feeling the same way, even if he refused to show his worry. He could take care of this. He knew this city and damn near everyone in it, and he wasn’t going to let one of them hurt Roman like this. He just had to figure out who it was. This is impossible, a nagging thought told him. You’re going to die, and Roman will never be the same.

Roman felt the shoulder of his shirt slowly get soaked with tears, ones that Janus would never admit to.

“We’ll be okay. I promise.”

[sanders-soulbound-au]

Character Bios

Patton Flores ☀️

He/xe (nonbinary) • 17

Latino - tan

Pansexual

Uses pronoun bracelets for those he is out to (he/him is blue and xe/xem is yellow)

Enjoys cooking, gardening, cartoons, his friends, cuddling plushies, seeing adorable pets, beanbags, telling puns and jokes, physical affection, Disney princes (they’re all so handsome and wonderful), sleepovers with Virgil, using emojis as much as he wants, his parents

Doesn’t enjoy most green vegetables, bugs or arachnids, feeling like he’s not smart when communicating in English, self-deprecation, being sad, fire, sleeping without a light

Virgil’s best friend since childhood

Logan Banerjee ☀️

He/him (trans) • 16

Indian - brown

Bisexual

Enjoys reading, learning about history, wordplay (specifically word association games), debates, trying out science experiments, biology, being right, board games, space, crossword books, classical music, art, photography, rain, cats

Doesn’t enjoy not being out to his parents, being judged because of heritage, internet trends, NOT being right, video games, the idea of time travel, wild animals, puns or pick-up lines, stereotypes

Has no plans to medically transition. Owns a binder (as Virgil helped him to get one)

In a QPR with Virgil

Virgil Cox 🌙

He/him • 16

African American - black

Demiromantic gay

Enjoys browsing through tumblr, sleepovers with Patton, sleeping in general, binging Netflix, speaking in sarcasm, confusing Logan with memes, Halloween, his last name, playing chess, fairy lights, spiders, cats, the paranormal, Patton’s puns

Doesn’t enjoy pop or country music, loud noises, heights, getting sweaty palms, power blackouts, school, pressure of most kinds, outer space, having photos taken of him, being ridiculed

Patton’s best friend since childhood (you do anything to hurt Patton and you will be catching Virgil’s hands)

In a QPR with Logan

Roman 🌟

They/them (agender) • 16

Italian - fair skin

Gay ace

Enjoys theatre, musicals, Disney, upbeat or pop music, daydreaming, fantasy books, being alikened to a Disney prince, being/having the four a’s: agender, ace, adhd and awesome, romance and the cliches associated with it, festivity, iced drinks, being out and about, star-gazing, adventure

Doesn’t enjoy rap (except for Hamilton), rock&roll or country music, being around their father, boredom, know-it-alls, rough-textured things (such as rugs), being misgendered, forgetting things

[delimeful]

(wibar)

Virgil, to Logan or Patton: Please tell me how your cultures express affection among friends.

Roman, immediately suspicious of the deathworlder: Why? >:|

Virgil: So I can tell you I like and care about you in ways you'll understand, idiot.

human gestures of fondness are just too scary by far, time to figure out how to show affection alien-style!

[chaoticpanenergy]

for father’s day, i will be stealing the genders of every father on the planet, except for patton sanders bc the father’s day video with him today made me cry so he may keep his gender as a treat. thank you that is all.

[local-space-case]

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