#patton is a sweetheart

[trashyswitch]

A Predictable Friendship

Patton has somehow ended up in the ballpit of the Daycare in Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex. He meets the Daycare Attendant for the first time, and a somewhat predictable friendship starts to unfold in a matter of minutes.

This fanfic was suggested by @evadedking. I hope you enjoy!

Patton groaned and slowly opened his eyes. Almost immediately, his eyes took in the large collection of colorful things that were clouding up his vision. All he could see was duplicates of red, blue, pink, and green in his vision. What were these things? 

He moved his hands, and immediately felt light, round things shift and move around his hands. Confused, Patton tilted his head in pure confusion, but widened his eyes once he heard the bright things around his head start to shift and roll around as well. Finally realizing that these bright things could move when he moved his body around, he quickly started wiggling around to get out. He remembered what Logan told him about what to do if buried alive: Hold your breath, and wiggle around so that you can reach the light. 

And it looks like Logan was 100% correct. Because not long after, the bright light finally showed itself to his eyeballs! And though it was bright, it was quite pleasing to see the light again. Quickly, Patton realized what this was: A ball pit. He tried to push himself up onto his feet, but wound up flopping back into the pile of colorful balls. Patton verbally groaned and pushed himself out of the ballpit a bit. Closer to a green cushion, Patton pulled himself up onto the cushion and let out a sigh of pure relief. He was out of the pit. He’s okay. He’s alright. 

Now to focus on the next step: To find out where he was, and to figure out how he got here. 

Patton looked around the large place, and noticed the size of this room. It was HUGE! Who was this room supposed to be for?! It looked like this room was built for kids, but the size of the room made it bigger than what’s required for adults! He couldn’t even fathom how large and closed in the room was. He felt claustrophobic…and yet…he felt free at the same time. 

Patton jumped out and landed on the other green cushion that was supposed to help kids get out of the ballpit. He walked up the cushion ramp and across the blue cushy ground. There was climbing equipment, slides, wooden cutouts of animal creatures (A couple of which looked familiar), and even little tables and chairs! The tables and chairs were so small, they almost couldn’t fit toddlers! 

Seriously, who was this daycare supposed to be for?! But Patton froze in place when he saw the oversized bear stuffy in front of another piece of play equipment. He squealed, sprinted up to the bear and gave it a big hug. “Oh my gosh YOU’RE SO SOOOOFT! I could just-” Patton squeezed the bear as much as he possibly could. “-SQUISH YOUR PLUSHY BELLY!” Patton shouted. 

“Hoo hoo HOO!” Something said from somewhere above him. 

Patton turned around and looked around at the ballpit. “Huh?” Patton asked, before seeing something fall from above the ballpit. 

Patton widened his eyes as he saw a flash of red and yellow had dove into the ballpit! And with no time to comprehend it, that same flash of red and yellow jumped out of the ballpit, and started skipping its flamboyant, abnormally thin self over to the human with the bear. 

“Hello there, new friend! It’s so nice to meet you!” The animatronic declared. “Do you have a name? You look a little old to be in here! But don’t worry! The Daycare Attendant loves new friends of ALL ages!” The animatronic declared. 

Patton was staring at the robot that looked to be based off of the Sundrop. Patton slowly let go of the bear and walked up to the robot. “I…I do have a name. It’s Patton.” Patton told him. 

“Patton, huh? What a cute name! Hearing your name just makes me wanna pat your head!” The Daycare Attendant declared. 

Patton looked down slightly, smiling and blushing at the robot’s little statement. “Th-Thank you.” Patton mumbled. 

“Now tell me!” The animatronic grabbed Patton’s shoulders. “Tell me, tell me, tell me!” the Animatronic started squeezing Patton’s shoulders a slight bit too hard. “What brings you to the Superstar Daycare, here in Freddy Fazbear’s Mega Pizzaplex?” The robot asked him. 

Patton widened his eyes as he finally got a name for his location. He was in a daycare facility that was based on the Five Nights at Freddy’s Pizzeria franchise! 

That’s why those animal characters looked so familiar! They were characters from the horror series! And now that he sees it, Patton quickly realized that the stuffed bear he was hugging earlier, was actually a replica of the old Freddy Fazbear model! How did he not see that before?! 

But with this in mind, Patton couldn’t help but feel his chest tighten in worry as more questions filled his mind. How did he get here? Why was this location a thing? And more importantly: 

Is William Afton still alive?! 

“I…” Patton mumbled. 

“Awww, You look lost. Even more lost than Alice in Wonderland!” The Daycare Attendant reacted. 

Patton chuckled. “I…I certainly feel like Alice right now.” Patton admitted. 

“So what should we do, new friend named Patton? Can we color? Can we climb to the top of the climbers?” The Sundrop animatronic let go of Patton’s shoulders and started jumping around and clapping his hands. “Can we play with glitter glue? Or get ice cream? Maybe even a cupcake?!” The Daycare Attendant asked, growing more and more excited by the second. 

Patton laughed and giggled at the robot that was now acting like an excited toddler. “Those all sound great, Daycare Attendant.” Patton admitted.

“Oh no no no.” The daycare attendant got closer to Patton and patted his head. “From now on, you can call me Sundrop!” The daycare attendant told him. 

“Sundrop?” Patton clarified.

“Yes! Sundrop is the name of a candy drop with my face on, that we sell to children!” Sundrop told him. 

Patton nodded. “I see.” He replied. 

“It’s supposed to give kids LOTS of energy! So we can all run around and play for hours without getting tired!” Sundrop told him. 

Patton blinked with his widened eyes, and let out more of a nervous chuckle this time. He hoped and prayed Sundrop was just over exaggerating. Because if he wasn’t, then what could possibly be in those Sundrop candies that would keep kids energized for hours?!

“So what should we do? What should we do? What should we do?!” Sundrop asked, jumping and dancing around even more. 

“I don’t know. What’s your favorite thing to do?” Patton asked. 

“Oh boy, there’s so many!” Sundrop reacted. “I can’t possibly pick just one!” He added. 

“Okay. How about we color first?” Patton asked. 

“Okay! I’ll get the crayons, the markers, and the pencil crayons!” Sundrop declared. “And you can get the coloring sheets! FOLLOW ME!” Sundrop started heading to a boxed climbing equipment area with a white cutout version of Chica hanging on the equipment. 

Sundrop quickly hopped up to a gate door that blended in with the netted boards, and opened it up. With the door now open, Sundrop gently pushed Patton into the area behind the nets with the checkered floor below them. While Patton kept going, Sundrop closed the gate and hopped about to catch up to Patton. They walked past the kids' cubbies and over to a small, wooden door. Sundrop eagerly opened the door for Patton, and waved his hand into the opening. “After you!” Sundrop declared. 

Patton giggled as he walked up to the open door. “Thank you!” Patton said as he curtsied like a princess before entering. 

“Noooo problem!” Sundrop declared before turning on the light and closing the door. With the light now on, Patton could see what room this was: It was an entertainment room! A room full of play equipment, coloring and crafting supplies, little plushies of the animatronics, kids masks and gloves, and even large bouncy balls and hula hoops in the corners! The room was quite big despite being filled to the brim with things. But Patton didn’t care! He knew exactly where the coloring supplies were, and headed to that corner right away. 

Patton grabbed a stack of coloring sheets and went through them. Though there were 15-20 different coloring sheet options, there were lots of duplicates of the same coloring sheet. Patton decided to grab a coloring sheet with Sundrop and a moon character on it, as well as coloring sheets of the new Chica with cupcakes, the new Freddy with the microphone, and the Bonnie coloring sheet with the bowling alley as the background! “OOooh! Wonderful choices, Patton!” Sundrop reacted, looking over the man’s shoulder. 

Patton chuckled and put the rest of the stack away on the shelf. “Thanks! I may not color all of them right away, but we’ll see how long we spend coloring.” Patton replied. 

“Okay! I grabbed as many coloring boxes as I could carry!” Sundrop declared, showing Patton the 5 cases of coloring items. 

Patton bursted out laughing and took a couple of the cases for him. “Here, let me help you.” 

Sundrop smiled with a soft reaction. “Awww, thank you.” Sundrop reacted. “This gives me more room to carry MORE coloring supplies!” Sundrop declared as he rummaged around in the box of coloring things. 

“Wait wait- That’s not why I-” Patton sighed with a small smile as he watched Sundrop pick up 3 more pencil cases in his hands. While Sundrop carried 6 pencil cases out the door, Patton carried his two pencil cases and coloring sheets out of the closet and out into the daycare again. 

When they reached the tables and chairs in the daycare, Sundrop started collecting tables and put the tables together to form one big table. Patton knelt down at the table, and laid out the coloring sheets for Sundrop and himself to color. While Sundrop opened the pencil cases and laid them down, Patton opened the pencil cases and dumped the pencil crayons and markers all over the table. 

Patton let out a giggle as he watched pencil crayons and markers roll onto the floor. He looked up at Sundrop for approval, but wiped his own smile off his face the moment he saw Sundrop’s face: 

Sundrop was staring at Patton with what looked to be a horrified face, mixed with the ‘insanity’ eyes. He was staring deeply into Patton’s eyes…before looking down at the mess of pencil crayons and markers on the ground. “Oh no…” Sundrop’s eyes started to glow red as he looked back up at Patton. “What a mess.” Sundrop said to him. 

Unsure what to do, Patton had looked down at the pencil cases in his hands and chuckled awkwardly. “What’s wrong with a little mess?” Patton asked as he dropped the pencil cases onto the ground and made the ‘why’ signal with his hands. 

Taking this as a sign that Patton was testing the waters, Sundrop took action. 

For Patton, It all felt like slow motion. It even felt like the pencil cases did not touch the green floor until after Patton and Sundrop hit the ground first. Sundrop had tackled Patton down to the ground like a police officer would. It happened so fast, that it all felt like a blur that didn’t refocus itself until a few seconds after the man had hit the ground. 

Patton shook his head and looked up at Sundrop. “H-Hey! What was that for?!” Patton asked him. 

“You refuse to clean up!” Sundrop declared. “You didn’t tell me I needed to clean up!” Patton told him, actually attempting to make sense of the situation.

“It’s time for your punishment!” Sundrop started wiggling his fingers at him. 

Patton looked at the fingers with shock at first, before squealing. “EEEK! W-wait a minute-” Patton begged, holding up his hands in self-defense. 

“TOO LATE!” Sundrop brought his hands down to Patton’s belly and started tickling right away. 

Patton practically exploded with laughter right away, trying to get Sundrop’s nimble fingers away from his belly. “BWAHAhahaha! Cahahan’t wehehe TAHALK FIHIHIRST!?” Patton asked. 

“My new friend needs to learn to clean up! And what better way to teach and discipline, then to tickle, tickle, tickle?” Sundrop declared. 

Patton soon gave up defending himself, and instead tried to hide his laughter a little bit. But covering up his mouth would only make him look more embarrassed ーand more childishly adorableー in Sundrop’s eyes. 

“Awww! For a fully grown child, you’re very cute! I could just squeeze you and cover you in kisses!” Sundrop reacted, stopping his tickle attack to give Patton a big hug and plant kisses all over his forehead and cheeks. 

Patton squeaked and stuttered at first. “Ohokahahay- uhuhuh…” Patton had started blushing a lot. 

Sundrop kept planting kisses on Patton’s forehead. Even going as far as to say ‘I love you’ before every kiss. 

“I love you!” 

*kiss* 

“I love you!” 

*kiss* 

“I love you, love you, love you!” 

*kiss, kiss, kiss*

Patton had begun snorting from embarrassment, which only worsened his embarrassment. “Ohoho nohoho- *snort* Hehehehe! *snort* Dahahahang ihihihit!” Patton giggled, soon hanging his head in defeat. 

“Aaaand now Sunny wants to tickle you again! But for fun this time.” Sundrop declared next. Sundrop started skittering his thin, creamy yellow fingers all over Patton’s sides and up his ribs. 

This, naturally, caused Patton to throw his head back with newfound laughter all over again. “EEEEHEhehehehehe! Eheeheeheehee! Hohohohow ahahare you so gohohood ahat thihihis?!” Patton asked. “Ahahare you buhuhuilt to tihihickle?!” 

Sundrop let out a slightly evil laugh. “I’m not a tickle robot, silly! I’m a Daycare Attendant! Though, tickles are certainly part of the job description.” Sundrop told him proudly. 

Patton closed his eyes and just let Sundrop tickle to his heart’s content. And as a result, Patton laughed as much as his body would let him. Though he had to admit, he was already a blushy mess. 

Sundrop moved his fingers to the armpits. “Hey, hey!” Sundrop stopped tickling at one point to look at Patton. “Are ya having fun yet?” Sundrop asked. He squeezed Patton a slight bit. “Are ya? Are ya?!” 

Patton hid his face in Sundrop’s abnormally small chest. “Mmmhmhmhmhmhmhmm…Mahahaybehehehe?” Patton replied, slowly looking up at Sundrop with puppy eyes. 

Sundrop laughed and leaned in. Patton closed his eyes, expecting another kiss on the forehead from Sundrop. But instead…he felt a metal, slightly cold forehead touch his own. Patton opened his eyes and went cross-eyed to look at the Sun’s face. 

Sundrop was connecting foreheads and noses like a human would with their dog. Then, Sundrop gave Patton little bear kisses by moving his hard, pointy nose left and right across Patton’s rounder, softer nose. And as if he couldn’t get more cute, Patton had blushed more of a darker color of red. 

“Goodness, I didn’t know grown children could blush that color! It’s almost like…” Sundrop looked around at the many pencil crayons and markers on the ground, and searched the floor for an accurate color. Soon, he picked up a pencil crayon and placed it up to Patton’s face. 

“...No, a bit darker.” Sundrop dropped the pencil crayon and looked around for another pencil crayon or marker that better suited Patton’s cheeks. Soon, Sundrop found another marker. “Hmm…” He put it up against Patton’s left cheek. “No…That’s too burgundy. Your cheeks look more…” Sundrop thought for a moment. “I don’t know. Darker than my pants, but not red-brown like those hemlock trees.” Sundrop admitted. 

Patton tilted his head. “Hemlock trees?” Patton asked. 

“They’re trees that had reddish-brown bark on them.” Sundrop admitted. “Ah, here we are!” Sundrop picked up a marker, took off the lid and placed it to Patton’s right cheek. 

He drew a line on Patton’s cheek, and gasped. “Perfect match!” Sundrop declared. He looked at the lid and read the name of the color. 

“RV205…Peony! More purple than I expected, but it works!” Sundrop declared. “I guess that was the color I was missing.” Sundrop admitted. 

Patton chuckled and blushed more. His blush seemed to slowly reach the tops of his ears, as well as the tip of his nose. 

Sundrop giggled and drew more lines on Patton’s cheeks, almost like drawing an anime character. “Aww! So purpley!” Sundrop reacted. “Purple…Purple, purple, purple…why does that word sound familiar?” Sundrop asked next. 

Patton’s smile slowly dropped as he realized what Sundrop was talking about. Oh no…This isn’t good. Patton quickly tried to think of something. Not knowing what else to do besides tickle, Patton quickly skittered his fingers on Sundrop’s belly. “Uh- Look! I have an important phone call to make.” Patton told him as he started poking the buttons on his belly and sides. 

“EEEE! EEEK! WHAHAT AHARE YOU DOHOHOIHIHING?!” Sundrop suddenly yelled. 

Patton started making boop sounds in different tones and octaves as he poked Sundrop. “Boop! Boop, boop, boop boop, boop! BOOP!” Patton pretended to pick up the ‘phone’ Hello? Hello, hello?” Patton asked. 

Sundrop laughed from both the ticklish feeling, and from genuinely finding Patton hilarious! “Hello!” Sundrop replied, pitching his voice hilariously low. “This is the old man in your bathtub upstairs! How’s it going down there?” Sundrop asked. 

Patton wheezed and laughed at Sundrop’s words. “Thehe old man in the bathtub?! Where did you come up with that?!” Patton asked. 

“Ihi…Well, some little girl told me about it. She said her brother used to hide behind the cereal box and pretend to be the voice of an old man in the bathtub.” Sundrop told him. “It’s a little…odd…but she found it to be the best game in the world.” Sundrop told him. 

Patton could’ve cried from how cute it was. But he quickly went back to tickling instead. “Wrong number!” Patton declared, putting the ‘old telephone’ down. 

Then, Patton started poking his belly and making more sound effects. “Boop boop! Boop boop BOOP boop! Boop boop boop! bOoP!” Patton teased. “Helloooo?” Patton asked. 

“Hello, hello? Hey, you’re doing great! Most people don’t last this long. I mean, you know, they usually move on to other things by now.” Sundrop declared.

Patton froze in place when he heard those words leave Sundrop’s mouth. 

Oh…my gosh…

How…how did he- 

“How do you know those words?” Patton asked. 

Sundrop tilted his head. “What do you mean?” Sundrop asked. 

Patton bit his lip and chuckled a bit as he shook his head to shake it off. “Nothing, nothing. Just…Deja vu.” Patton admitted with a chuckle. 

“Ah, okay.” Sundrop replied. 

Patton thought about what to do now. He looked around at the pencil crayons and the markers. “Welp…I think I learned not to make messes around you.” Patton told him. “I should probably clean up.” 

Sundrop almost blinked into focus again. “Okay! And then we can color?!” Sundrop asked. 

Patton giggled. “And then we can color.” Patton replied. 

Sundrop clapped his hands and got up onto his feet. “Yay! Clean up! clean up!” Sundrop declared, picking up pencil crayons and markers off the ground. 

Patton helped him clean up, and placed the coloring supplies onto the table. When everything was collected, Patton and Sundrop grabbed coloring sheets and began to color. And much to Patton’s surprise, Patton was better at coloring than Sundrop was! Patton could soon guess that Sundrop was programmed to color as well as a toddler, so the toddlers didn’t feel alone in their creative coloring styles. And Patton didn’t mind that. Not one bit. 

[kiddiesides]

Little Virgil hating Halloween and hating the idea of trick or treating until Patton wants to do a buddy costume with him. (Maybe Patton dresses as shaggy and Virgil as scooby) and Virgil is happy as ever

i imagine this happening when Pat is like 15-16 and at one point Virgil is hanging out with his cool big bro and his cool teen friends and hes having the time of his life

[loganslowdown4]

Roman: What’ll make you feel better?

Patton: {shrugs}

Roman: Do you want a cookie?

Patton: {nods}

Roman: How about a hug and a movie?

Patton: Yeah. {hugging him} What would I do without you?

Roman: Perish, I’d expect.

Patton: {snorts into his shoulder} Yeah, you’re probably right.

Roman: I love you, darling.

Patton: I love you more.

[gingerplaysthesims]

Janus: Hey Virgil, did you know that Patton caused a scandal at Sue’s Kitchen last week?

Virgil: Really??

Patton: Um...

Janus: Almost set the Super Chef’s apron on fire!

Virgil: *snickers*

Patton: Umm...

Janus: But shhhh! Don’t let him know I told you!

Patton: Ummmm...

[analoceits]

sides as mitski songs purely based off vibes.

patton - francis forever

"i look up at the gaps of sunlight i miss you more than anything"

roman - i bet on losing dogs

"ill be there by their side losing by their side."

logan - last words of a shooting star

"i always wanted to die clean and pretty but id be too busy on working days"

janus - goodbye, my danish sweetheart

"maybe when you tell your friends, you can tell them what you saw in me, and not the way i used to be"

remus - washing machine heart

"baby, though ive closed my eyes i know who you pretend i am"

virgil - first love/late spring

"so please hurry leave me, i cant breath please dont say you love me"

[nandysparadox]

when i like something enough an au is fated to happen and guess what happened after watching my adventures with superman 😆

love me some good slice-of-life superhero 💙 and honestly i think patton's perfect for that <3 and let's be honest clark kent is a sweetheart and so is patton so i think it fits quite well

[a-small-batch-of-dragons]

Cuddle Bugs | The Swarm

Very recently, I got to thinking about Cuddle Bugs, the fic you have where Virgil is raising his gaggle of kids and how much I *adored it*. Is Virgil a single parent in that fic? Has he ever had any potential romantic partner(s)? And how did the kids take it, were they suspicious of this sudden guy sending their dad flowers, wooing him, etc? It is hilarious to imagine a kinda "several moments where the kids disapprove of a man courting their dad, and the one time they don't" sort of fic. And the guy that they eventually gave their blessing to to date their dad is Remy or smth. :D – anon

Read on Ao3 Part 1 (not fully necessary but does establish the world)

Warnings: none!!!

Pairings: virgil/remy

Word Count: 2865

Virgil starts to see someone. His children have...opinions.

 

“I hope you don’t mind,” Virgil says as he opens the door, “but I’ve got one of my kids still here, his club got canceled and the babysitter has her exams this week.”

“Oh, it’s no trouble at all.” Remy puts his sunglasses on top of his head. “Given that you’ve got five of the little munchkins, I figured I’d normally get you with one of them.”

“Yeah, well, it’s not like we—“

“Dad? Is that you?”

“Yeah, Pop Star, it’s me!” Out of the corner of his eyes, he sees Remy mouthing Pop Star? He just shakes his head and turns to see Patton barrel down the stairs, his cat plushie held tightly under his chin. “Hey, there he is.”

Patton screeches to a halt when he sees Remy,. Remy waves a little bit and Patton pouts. Honest to god pouts.

“Who’s that?”

“I’m Remy. I’m a friend of your dad’s. Is it cool if I hang out for a bit?”

“Are you waiting for something?”

“Pat,” Virgil says softly and Patton glances at him, “he’s my friend. Friends can stay over for a bit, can’t they?”

Patton shuffles a little bit. “But you normally go to your friends and then Amy comes and stays with us.”

“That’s right, but that doesn’t mean I can’t have my friends over too, does it?”

Patton shrugs. “Is he staying for dinner? We have enough for garlic bread since Ro and Re aren’t home.”

“I like garlic bread.”

“You like any carb,” Virgil mutters, mainly for Remy to hear, and he just grins. “Well, does that mean you’re gone help me, Pop Star?”

“I can help. Can I put Winston on the counter?”

“Who’s Winston?”

Patton indignantly holds up the plushie, who Virgil could swear was named Star yesterday. “This is Winston!”

“Right, sorry. Yes, Winston can stay on the counter as long as he stays away from any of the food.”

“He doesn’t like garlic, it makes his breath smell really bad.”

”Garlic makes everybody’s breath smell bad, buddy.”

Patton wrinkles his nose as they move into the kitchen. “You should tell Janus that, he says it doesn’t work on him.”

”Oh, it works alright,” Virgil says under his breath and Remy laughs. As Patton bustles ahead to set Winston down on the safest part of the counter, he turns. “Thank you for doing this. I know it wasn’t what we planned—“

“Virgil. Sweetheart. I’d be an idiot to turn down fresh homemade garlic bread.” Remy pats his shoulder. “Besides, I think your little Pop Star has it covered.”

“You’re so gonna ask me about that later, aren’t you?”

“As soon as he’s out of the room.”

Virgil groans.

***

2.

“Logan? Where’d you go, bud?”

“I’m over here, Dad, I found the book i wanted.”

Virgil ducks around the end of the library shelf and sure enough, there’s his little genius sitting on the floor, cross-cross applesauce just as polite as can be, looking intently at t a book with pretty rocks on the front cover. He drops to one knee to ruffle his hair—and hear him squawk.

“What’s this one about?”

“Gemstone and minerals. The teacher said something in science class about how scientists can find out things based on the layers of rock and what would’ve been there when the dinosaurs were here and so I wanted to know more about how different types of rocks are made and do you know what iridium is?”

“Iridium? No, what is it?”

“It’s a type of really rare metal that’s actually more common in rocks from space so scientists can guess when and where they landed based on the amount of iridium.” Logan points to a picture of an asteroid. “See?”

“Whoa. That’s cool. How do they find out what’s iridium and what’s not?”

“I don’t know. I haven’t gotten that far yet.”

“That’s my boy.” Virgo ruffles his hair one more time—Logan doesn’t even notice, already absorbed in the book—and looks around for the front desk. “Do you want to check this one out and read it at home?”

“I don’t know if this one will have it.”

“Did you check the index like Ms. Tori taught you?”

“Yeah, but I don’t know if it’ll be under iridium or something else, so I’m looking.”

“Virgil?”

Virgil turns. “Remy? What’re you doing here?”

Remy walks over to them, eyeing Logan. “That’s…a different one than the one I met last time, right?”

“Yeah, this is a different one. Logan, can you say hi to my friend?”

”Hello.” Logan looks up. “You work at the museum?”

Remy glances at his name tag. “Yeah, I do. You got sharp eyes, kid.”

“Do you know what iridium is?”

“Tell you what,” Virgil says quickly, “let’s go check that book out and you and Remy can talk about iridium while we do that, okay?”

Remy, as it turns out, does know about iridium. Even better, he knows the part of museum where they explain how scientists do research with it. Virgil has a hard time prying Logan away from him when the book is all checked out, but he does get the plan for their next date all squared away.

“Just bring your little genius with you, otherwise we’ll both never hear the end of it.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice.”

***

3.

“Thank you for tonight,” Virgil says softly as they pull up to his house, “I really enjoyed it.”

”Hey, of course. There’s nothing wrong with a good old fashioned dinner and movie date.” Remy leans over to give him a quick kiss on the cheek. ‘I’m glad you had fun.”

“Yeah, it was…really great.” Virgil glances up at the house. “You, uh, wanna come in for a drink before you drive home?”

“I’ll steal your bathroom, how’s that?”

“Mind the load-bearing wall, it tends to get stuck on the studs.”

Remy laughs as they get out, their breaths condensing in the cool night air. Virgil fishes in his pocket for the keys, the lazy contentment of a well-spent evening making his movements slow and a little clumsy. He eventually gets the door open just as Remy’s hands come to settle on his shoulders.

“You got it?”

“Mm.” He pushes the door open. “Still sure I can’t convince you to have one drink?”

”I’m driving.”

“Who said anything about alcohol?”

Remy’s eyes light up. “Why, Virgil, is this you telling me you’ll make me a nice fancy cup of coffee in your fancy coffee machine?”

“Oh, no, you said you only needed to use the bathroom, so—“

Remy pulls him back when he goes to turns way and kisses him properly. “Don’t do that to me, you menace, am I getting my coffee or not?”

“Go use the bathroom,” Virgil laughs, “then we’ll see.”

Remy gives him a look but turns to go off down the hall. Virgil chuckles, shaking his head. After he shrugs off his coat and shoes, keys in the key bowl, he goes to the kitchen and starts turning on his fancy coffee machine. What can he say, he’s a sucker for someone who appreciates the hard work it takes to make a good cup.

He’s considering what mug Remy would loathe the most when he hears a shout from down the hall.

“Remy? Is everything okay?”

He’s already moving. Dad instincts. He rounds the corner to see Remy frozen against the wall and a little bit further into the darkness, he sees gleaming eyes and a grinning mouth. He sighs.

“Remus, you’re supposed to be in bed.”

Remus giggles. Remy lets out a quiet noise as his little gremlin scuttles—yes, scuttles— forward and grins up at Remy. Remy gives him a little wave and he giggles again, leaving something on his foot before skittering up the stairs. Virgil sighs, leaning down to pick up—oh. It’s Remus’s green toy car.

“That,” Remy whispers as they hear a door creak open and shut, “was terrifying.”

“Yeah, sorry. I would’ve warned you about him.”

“You didn’t even flinch!”

“Yeah, well, after you wake up to him staring at you three inches from your face without saying a word a few times, you get used to it.”

Remy looks more than mildly horrified. Virgil holds up the toy.

“But hey, he gave you his green car, that means he likes you.”

”You literally have a gremlin.”

“Uh-huh.”

“Can you feed him after midnight?”

“I can’t feed him after nine.”

Remus shudders. “Now you’re definitely making me a cup of coffee before I leave.”

***

4.

He’s on the phone with Remy when there’s a little knock on his door. He pulls the phone away from his mouth and calls out and his little prince peeks his head around the door, his nose all red and his eyes all wet.

“Oh, hey,” he murmurs, sitting up and holding out his arms, “hey, Princey, what’s the matter?”

Little Roman lets out a sob and hurries across the room to fling himself into Virgil’s lap. Virgil hugs him immediately, pressing a kiss to the crown of his head.

“Hey, baby, what’s wrong? Can you tell me what’s going on?” Roman just sobs again. His little hiccuping breaths keep seizing against Virgil’s chest and he closes his eyes. “Shh, shh, baby, you’re okay. You’re safe, I’ve got you, I’m right here.”

“Is everything okay?” Remy asks quietly and Virgil jumps. He’d…forgotten he was on the phone.

“Roman’s crying,” he mutters back, “don’t know why.”

“Do you want to hang up?”

Virgil’s about to say yes when he notices that Roman’s not sobbing as much anymore. Instead, his little pouty face is peering up at the phone.

“Hey, Princey, it’s Remy. Can you hear him?” Roman nods. “You wanna say hi?”

He nods again and Virgil sets the phone on the other pillow tapping the speaker icon and hoisting his baby up onto his lap.

“You’re on speaker, Remy. Roman wants to say hi.”

“Hey, Roman,” comes Remy’s voice through the phone, “I hear you’re having a bad time right now, I’m sorry.”

Roman sniffles and clings his to Virgil a little more.

“I was just about to tell your dad about this story my zookeeper friend was telling me about their pandas. Do you wanna hear it?”

Roman nods and Virgil kisses his head. “Yeah, Remy, we’d like to hear about the pandas.”

Remy begins to tell a story about a panda getting confused by a little kid in a big white snow coat with a black hat. Apparently it thought the child was a pup that had gotten outside the enclosure, so it followed them around and around the pen, pawing at the window to try and figure out how to get the baby back. The poor thing had been so confused when the child took the coat off and had run to the other side of the enclosure.

Virgil goes to laugh again only to realize there's a snoozing Roman on his chest and laughing would definitely wake the poor thing up.

"He okay?" Remy asks when Virgil's side of the phone goes quiet.

"Yeah. He's just asleep now." He shifts to get a better angle so Roman won't wake up with a crick in his neck. "Sorry about that."

"Hey, nightmares get everybody. It's not the first time I've put someone to sleep with a story."

Virgil huffs a laugh. "Yeah?"

"Oh, my college friends used to call me Sleep 'cause I could knock 'em all out."

"Yeah, that sounds about right."

Remy makes a quiet offended noise that quickly turns into a laugh. "You two gonna bed down now?"

"That's probably for the best. Talk tomorrow?"

"See you then."

***

5.

Janus comes into the living room, sits down on the end of the couch, and puts his elbows on his knees like he's the kid genius in a supervillain movie, staring at Remy. Virgil's just about to scold him for being impolite when Remy, without missing a beat, puts his phone down and gets into the same position: criss-cross applesauce, elbows on knees, fingers steepled in front of his chin.

Virgil makes the very smart and reasonable decision to just see how this plays out.

"You're over here a lot," Janus says first.

"This is true."

"Why?"

"I like your dad. I want to spend time with him."

Virgil coughs to hide how red his face goes at that. Janus doesn't even notice.

"Why here?"

"Because your dad cares about you and your brothers a lot, and it makes him feel better to have you close in case anything goes wrong."

"Does that bother you?"

"Not at all."

Now, here's the thing: both Janus and Virgil are surprised by that. Technically, Janus has the smaller of their two reactions because he's in whatever interrogation mode this is—shit, his kid is giving the guy he's dating a shovel talk, isn't he, that's what's happening right now—but Virgil…Virgil just stares at him.

"Virgil is someone I care about, doesn't it make sense that I would care about the people he cares about?"

"Not necessarily."

Remy frowns. "Why not?"

"That hasn't been true of everyone that Dad's seen before."

"Okay," Virgil mutters, shifting on the couch, "we don't have to bring any of that up."

"Well, then those people should hope we're never in a room together, or else I might have to have a very nice, long, detailed chat with them about how wrong they are."

"Can I help?"

"Certainly."

"Guys," Virgil says, because this is very quickly spiraling into something it should absolutely not be—even if part of him is struggling not to find the whole thing very endearing, "I think that's enough."

"What's your favorite food?"

"I'm a big fan of spaghetti and meatballs."

"What about garlic bread?"

"I'll never say no to garlic bread."

"Are you staying for dinner?"

Remy just looks at Virgil, who shrugs. He looks back at Janus. "Is that alright with you?"

"Will you help us make garlic bread?"

"Absolutely, I will."

"Then come on, I'm hungry and the twins will start screaming in half an hour if they aren't fed."

"Oh, you're all gremlins, aren't you?"

Virgil doesn't quite know how that leads into Janus and Remy having a very heated debate about monsters and…something else, but he doesn't have to make dinner that night, so he's counting it as a win.

***

+1.

Virgil comes out of the bathroom and stifles a snort.

"I'm scared to move," Remy whispers, Patton's head nearly sliding off his shoulder, "help."

Movie nights had always been sacred in the household. They were for family only, they were a time where all of them put aside their differences and just spent the night cuddled up on the couch—sometimes going to sleep in Virgil's bed in a big pile too—and no one was willing to rupture the sanctity with things like arguments or fights.

Which is why, when all of the little munchkins clamored for Remy to come to a movie night, Virgil had a sneaking suspicion in might end this way.

All the kids had agreed on the movie beforehand—another rarity—settling on the new Puss in Boots movie that'd come out pretty recently. Remy had been sat on the outside of the couch at first, only for the kids to make, cajole, plead, and order him to come closer almost as soon as the movie started. Virgil had just chuckled and passed Patton over to sit on his lap, the others grabbing onto his arms, his hands, even his legs. He'd gone to the bathroom once they'd gotten to the forest and…

Well, he's come out to see his little ones absolutely sprawled over Remy.

Patton's still in his lap, his head on one shoulder. Somehow Janus has gotten there too, his arms wrapped around Remy's chest like a plushie. Roman is on his right, hand tangled in his hair, Logan on his left with a grip on his hand. Remus lays across his feet, snoozing away. God, Virgil loves them.

"Was this your ploy," Remy whispers as Virgil walks back over, the movie still playing quietly in the background, "to get me here and trap me with your adorable children?"

"No, but I can't say I'm too upset that it's happened."

"They're the cutest snare in the world."

"Mhm. And there's no escape from them."

Remy laughs as Virgil leans down to kiss him. "I'm not all that mad about it, now that I think about it."

Virgil smiles. "No. I'm not either."

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Virgil whimpered quietly, unable to keep himself from making a noise, unable to make it any louder, wishing someone would hear him but terrified that something might instead. It was dark, and he was alone, and he was scared.

He wanted Patton. He wanted Thomas.

Shaking, he inched towards the edge of the bed. He bit his lip. He could do it he could do it he could do it... Slowly, he lowered himself across the insurmountable gap between the bed and the floor. It had been terrible before, but oh, this was much worse. He couldn't do it. Something was going to get him. He couldn't! The trip from the bed to the door took an eternity, and by the time he finished, he was crying. Finally, he found the door handle, fumbled with it until it turned, and hurried out into the hallway.

To his immense luck and immeasurable relief, Patton was there. Virgil barreled into his legs. Patton bent down to pick him up. "Virgil? What...?" Virgil just shook his head and buried his face in Patton's shoulder. "...Okay then. You're a toddler for some reason, okay. Did you just wake up like this? And in the middle of the night, too. No wonder you're scared. Oh, sweetheart, it's okay." Patton had begun gently rubbing circles into Virgil's back as he spoke. "I'm here. Let's calm you down and then get you back to bed, huh?"

[dillydallydove]

Rating sanders sides characters based on if they were real people who worked with me at my retail job.

6. Remus

Coming in dead last is Remus sanders. Oh look. It’s another grown ass man who thinks it’s appropriate to talk about their sex life with people they barely know (just like Joe). Please someone call security I think this man drank the hand sanitizer we keep at the register. He’d get fired. 0/10

5. Patton

This might come as a surprise to some but I think he would make me want to quit. Anytime this man pulls out his phone to show me the 100th picture of a dog he would def have I would want to bash my head into the register. He also seems to be the type to never stop talking and my social battery is at a constant 5%. Like I wouldn’t bitch about him cause he’s a sweetheart. But he’d make my anger levels rise exponentially. 4/10

4. Virgil.

I swear to god if a grown man hissed at me i think I would be so enraged I’d start swinging. He would also be absolute dog shit at customer service. No enthusiasm whatsoever. But he would take the job seriously and if it doesn’t involve people, I think he’d be fine. He would probably bitch about customers but that’s funny. 6/10

3. Roman

Roman my love. You’d be great with the customers and honestly he might make the job more fun than it is. No complaints here. 9/10

2. Janus

If a customer is a moron I’d send them to janus because janus would make fun of them to their face without the customer even realizing it. Id love to gossip with him about annoying customers. I wouldn’t work with him for long because he’d get fired for stealing (just like Joe.) i would be saluting him as he left🫡 10/10

1. Logan

Dear god the store would be immaculate. Bless this man. He would take his job seriously and actually get shit done. No rating he broke the scale

[simsinfinitylt]

Adam Patton: Looking For Love

A Bachelor Challenge

Adam Patton is 21 years old bussines student that has been choswn to be the next bachelor of the season!

Growing up, Adam was a quiet child who kept to himself most of the time. He was always very particular about his things and would spend hours organizing his room to perfection. As Adam grows older, he becomes more and more interested in finding his soulmate. He has always been a romantic at heart, and he dreams of finding that one special person who will complete him. He spends a lot of time reading books and watching movies about love, hoping to find some clue that will lead him to his soulmate. Despite his love of romance, Adam is not a fan of bright colors. His favorite color is grey, which he feels is a perfect reflection of his own personality. He finds bright colors to be too loud and overwhelming, and he prefers the calm and quiet of more muted tones.

Traits: Perfectionist, Gloomy, Neat

Aspiration: Soulmate

First of all, I wanna say....

THERE WILL BE 3 WINNERS

How will this work?

So Adam is part of my playthrough of the Such Colorful Lives Legacy Challenge (gen grey) He's still a teen in my game, I moved him to another save and aged him up for this BC and by challenge rules he must have 3 partners in his life, so the last 3 sims standing will fulfill those roles. The sim in 3rd place will be aged down to a teen and be his high school sweetheart, the 2nd place will enroll in the same uni as him and they'll have a relationship then and 1st place will meet him again after uni and they'll be together the rest of their lives.

Rules for submissions:

Adam is Bisexual so all genders welcome!

Young Adults only

Humans only

You can give them skills but don't max any

As for CC: Maxis Hair only, CC only in the everyday category and skin details, the rest has to be with in game clothing, I have all the packs!!

Please your download must be less than 50MB

Add a little backstory for your sim

I will only take 7 sims on a first come, first serve basis and I won't save spots, you must post your sim to have a spot

Tag me in your post so I can reblog it!

Submissions open till November 17th

@ts4bachestate

[typically-untypical]

The Saint and the Manipulator

AU: Vampires

CW: Biting

WC: 1,962

Date: 12/14/2023

"Look at him Jannie, he just looks cute enough to eat," Patton cooed, watching the man at the bar mixing drinks for other people. His fingers were long, almost spider like and his shirt was wide enough at the neck to show off his warm flesh.

"Patience," Janus hissed, drawing a line from Patton's neck to his chin. For the past few months he had been talking with the bartender, slowly getting him to open up to the ideas of the occult. It hadn't been hard, Virgil was apparently an avid conspiracy theorist and so when Janus started spouting off about Vampires, the bartender had listened with rapt attention. Everything working out in their favor, Janus was enjoying Virgil's company and Virgil seemed excited by the possibility of something so macabre. It had been a long road preparing the human, but everything was going according to plan. Janus had to move one more piece into play, Patton. His husband was a joy and a sweetheart, full of wonder for the world around him. Unfortunately, as a vampire, Patton had a thirst that couldn't be satiated. Unlike most stories, vampires weren't reckless killing machines, at least not all of them. Much like humans, they had the capacity to be evil or kind and though Janus didn't believe such labels were helpful, he did hope others understood, as a human he could be far crueler than he actually was. Patton, on the other hand, was far kinder than most humans Janus met.

"Oh I hope we get his consent, I would love to have him as part of our family."

Patton was probably a big reason why Janus was the way he was. Being such a kind and open hearted man, even as a vampire he wouldn't drink from someone he didn't have permission from. The first time he had drank from Janus he had begged, pleaded in a dark alley. Janus had only been so gracious to shut him up, but when Patton had finished drinking the smile on his face had been captivating. He had complimented Janus' health and given him advice for his future. It had been such a strange encounter that Janus had gone back again and again until they were linked. Vampires could get blood from any random humans, but it wasn't nearly as fulfilling as blood from someone bound to a vampire. If a human agreed, their soul could be intertwined, giving them the life span to stay by the vampire's side while also promising their health to the vampire. This bond was a neigh unbreakable, which meant one couldn't go into it lightly. Janus had given his life to Patton over a century ago, but Patton's hunger continued to grow. This was his way of helping his husband. He had been laying the groundwork to woo the bartender. He would later take on the role of manipulative villain, but he would do anything for Patton's sake.

"Last call, you two," Virgil said, walking over to their table and leaving the bar unattended. It seemed like most of the regulars had already cleared out leaving only a few stragglers behind.

"I think we're good in terms of alcohol, but might we have a conversation once you're off work? Patton and I are curious about a few things." Not a lie, not the truth.

"Oh, so this is the infamous Patton," Virgil held out his hand. "Jay has told me a lot about you, give him a few drinks and he actually can't shut the fuck up about you. I've been curious." 

Patton giggled, covering his mouth to hide his fangs. "You are a sweet talker. He has mentioned you a lot as well. I think he and I are going to have to have a stern talking to because he undersold how pretty you are."

Virgil blushed, heat and blood rising to his face. "Well, that's good to hear. I have to start cleaning the bar, but I'll tell the others you're walking me to my car, that way they should leave you be even after we close."

"Thanks Kiddo." Virgil raised his eyebrow at that but didn't say anything as he started walking away.

As soon as he was out of earshot, Patton grabbed Janus' leg trying to control his obvious giddiness. "He's handsome, and that voice, and that smell." Patton seemed to melt a bit and Janus wrapped his arms around his husband, pulling him close. 

"Yes, I'm aware he's pretty. I figured he was just your type."

Patton giggled, "Why because I like dramatic emos who hide their true feelings with sarcastic quips?"

Janus pretended to look offended as he put his hand to his chest. Patton only laughed, leaning up to kiss Janus' chin. "I love you," he whispered.

Janus would never admit that he melted a bit too, returning Patton's kiss. "You are too saccharine for your own good." He kissed Patton's neck, desperately trying not to be obvious about their love and affection for one another. He didn't need Virgil's coworkers to think they were sketchy, lecherous, or anything of the sort. They needed to be seen as a good couple, and good tippers.

It was less than an hour before Virgil and the others had the place cleaned up and shut down. He started walking toward them and the two got out of their chairs, putting them up on the tables like they had seen the others do. 

"So, what is it you wanted to talk to me about?" Virgil asked, after walking them both out locking the door behind him. "You're not going to proposition me into your harem are you, Jay?" He asked teasingly, causing Janus to roll his eyes. That wasn't what he was planning on doing but he also understood that it almost seemed like that was exactly what he was doing. He was asking Virgil to potentially be a blood donor for Patton for the rest of his life, but all in due time.

"Actually, I wanted to tell you a secret, Pat, darling, would you like to show him your teeth?"

Patton looked to Janus for confirmation before he opened his mouth, allowing his fangs to slide out. Virgil's mouth fell, and he floundered for words. Janus let him process, making sure that he and Patton were at least 5 feet away so Virgil could feel like he could escape. No one could truly escape a vampire, but Patton also wasn't a hunter.

"Alright, so those are either really expensive, or..." He looked at Janus as if hoping to hear that it was all a lie, that Janus was playing a prank. 

"I am fully human, but my husband..." Janus allowed his sentence to taper off, allowing Virgil to fill in the rest. 

"He's a vampire, and you... you knew?"

"That's why I was so knowledgeable about them." Janus pulled Patton into him and as expected, Patton nuzzled his neck gently. "You're not in any danger from him, Patton is very sweet and never drinks from someone unless he has permission. However, it is an experience."

Janus watched as Virgil swallowed, looking over to his car before taking a step forward. "So vampires are real? You aren't just fucking with me? You do seem to like to do that." Virgil countered and Janus nodded.

"An unfortunate trait of mine, but I'm sure Patton would be happy to demonstrate as long as you don't mind watching. It can get a bit... intense." There was a bout of silence, the three of them standing there waiting for Virgil to make a move. Finally he nodded.

"Yeah, yeah, okay. I need to see this to believe it."

"Are you sure kiddo? You don't have to believe if you want. You could pretend it was a bad dream and go on with your life."

At Patton's suggestion, Virgil shook his head furiously, something Janus also expected. Virgil had anxiety and though he managed it well while he was bartending a discovery like this would haunt him for the rest of his life if he didn't verify it was fake. Then again, finding out it was real would most likely shake him to his core. He would come to them more often for comfort and Janus and Patton would both be waiting with open arms; Patton because he was kind, and Janus because he knew it would be a way to get Virgil to trust them. No other reason.

"Alright, if you're sure." Janus felt Patton shift, hands gently wrapping around his face was Patton looked at him. "May I?" He asked in the sweetest voice. He always started this the same way and it felt like a ritual at this point. 

"Always," Janus whispered in response, getting to see Patton's soft shy smile before his head was tilted to the side. Patton didn't just sink his teeth in. He kissed at Janus' neck, sucked a small bruise on the crook to bring the blood to the surface. Then he bit down. It was a brief moment of pain followed by a flood of endorphins. He felt like he was floating, like the whole world disappeared beneath his feet. Janus reached out for Patton, clinging to his arms, fighting the sounds that desperately bubbled from his chest. He was partially aware that Virgil was still here, was still watching them and that was not the thing to think about right now. He moaned out the bartender’s name softly before Patton pulled back, kissing his neck and sealing the wound. He left only a hickey behind. 

Vaguely, he could hear Patton speaking and Virgil was saying something as well. This had been the risk of going this route, letting the two of them talk alone. However, if Patton and Virgil were going to fall in love they needed to actually like each other. He was being swept off his feet, cradled in the strong arms of his husband. 

"Let me walk you to your car. If you're okay with it, we can talk more tomorrow?" Patton was doing great. He had managed to get them an invite back. Virgil wasn't running away. Janus knew he probably needed to stay awake, to do everything he could to manage the situation, but his head felt heavy. Patton's venom was still coursing through his system, desperately pulling him into a relaxed state. Elevated heart rates meant more blood, but it also meant a higher chance of someone dying and though there were enough humans now that culling the population wouldn't have a dramatic effect, that hadn't always been the case. 

Janus had done the research, Janus knew what was needed to keep Patton safe, to keep him healthy. Janus knew why things were happening, but he couldn't access it all his brain was too fuzzy. 

"This hit you hard didn't it?" Patton whispered, "Seems like you enjoyed someone else watching you feed me." He sounded more lucid and Janus felt himself falling closer and closer to sleep. "I do really like Virgil, but I think maybe you like him a bit too." Janus felt a slight kiss on his forehead and the warmth of a blanket being pulled over him. "At least I hope you do. You deserve to have a life's companion as much as I do. I'd love to build a little commune where you could have more friends, more family." Patton pushed his hair away from his face before laying down next to Janus. 

"Rest, it's okay, honey. I can take over from here. You've done such a good job but it's my turn to care for you."

Janus finally relaxed, allowing sleep to take over. This was why he loved his husband. He was too kind for his own good.

@tsspromptmonth

[monstrcatz]

another sander sides au: actors!!

roman and remus would be genuine twins irl, but get this they're british. british people who do very good american accents. they're very close despite their characters being distant and hating one another.

roman is more shy irl then his character. but he's very similar in aesthetic tastes. probably cause he's British but he can be pretty proper. he also doesn't know jack shit about American history so sometimes he won't get certain references the cast makes.

remus is more modest, but he fs would make some inappropriate jokes. compilations being made titled "remus being like sanders!Remus for 8 minutes and 17 seconds". still the gremlin out of the two twins.

logan would also be british maybe, and i think he'd be more goofy in real life rather than smart and strict. he's actually very chill compared to others.

patton would be the most sarcastic as well as knowledgeable. people would joke that him and logan switch personalities irl. he's actually a bit more a dad in real life than on screen. think kind of pedro pascal.

thomas is just thomas, he'd be the most like his character out of them all.

janus would be soo sassy and that's why janus in the series would get sassier as times went on rather than dark and edgy, because he would deliver lines in a certain way and the audience would eat it up. he'd be the second nicest person on set. he'd talk about how he actually hates snakes in real life, and gets freaked out by his scaly makeup most the time.

virgil would be the biggest sweetheart. like hed be super sweet. every time his character says something remotely mean he's always apologizing the second the scene cuts. a big contrast to his edgy, emo persona.

Joan and Talyn are the directors / producers!!!

they would be known as one of the most genuine casts, and even once the series eventually ends they would all still be super close and hang out a lot.

🎭

does some of this make sense to their characters? no!! but that's okay because it's an actor au it's supposed to be different irl.

[remuscore]

Virgil and Roman come off as the couple that's a lil toxic cause they fight SO much, but somehow they make it work? Or at least they think they do? It's so strange cause it's like you can see the love, but it doesn't feel... right? I'm so bad at describing it tbh.

Patton and Logan are like. High school sweethearts who jumped into things too quickly after HS. They never got to mature and grow up separately and now they're learning to do that, but it also means they're learning they don't work as well as they used to because, guess what, they're different people than they originally thought??

And yes, Janus and Remus are so good. They seem the type to play bully each other and that somehow brings them closer.

That is all so accurate

As for Virgil and Roman, they are both super insecure and that’s where the toxicity comes from. Like they fight cause they’re insecure, but when they make up and apologize it’s a circle of “no you were right I messed up” and “I’m sorry I shouldn’t have acted like that” over and over again and they never seem to learn their lessons

[behold-the-brave-battalion-17]

Patton, making dinner: Okay, I’m starting to think you don’t trust my cooking.

Janus, also making dinner: Now why would you think that, sweetheart?

[confusedasever]

Patton is such a sweetheart. <3 He’s making you cookies!

Btw my art process is literally just “keep adding colour and texture till it looks done”

[asksanderssides]

Anon here so, with the first kiss ask. What was implied was roman and logan, janus and virgil, and patton and remus. May i say thats adorable and I think you guys make great couples. Don’t deny this or patton gets NO cookies. I have his cookie jar! They will burn in a car explosion!

Virgil: We are not a couple! That's not what's going on here. Do you really think my taste in men is that bad?

Janus: Why don't you just leave the lying to me, sweetheart?

Virgil: *hiss*

Logan: Roman and I aren't exactly... Well, we're not officially...

Roman: Yeah, we haven't really talked about that... uh....