The Sides as Guardians: Part 1
(Author’s note: Here we go! Special (brief) appearance of my new head cannon for a sleep-deprived Logan, based on my experience with words being uncooperative at night!)
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(also - @loganslowdown4, I saw your ask, thank you! It may be a section or two before I can incorporate it, but I have a bit more setting up to do than I thought!)
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Virgil jerked awake, heart racing.
Something was wrong. Very wrong.
He didn’t know what, exactly, but he knew it was bad.
He felt his anxiety kicking in, his heart pounding, his breathing speeding up.
‘No. Not the time, Virge,’ he thought, putting a hand out to the staircase railing to try to ground himself.
Wait. What?
He was… in the living room?
In his usual spot for the videos??
And so was everyone else???
“Is it mor-‘scuse me-morning already, kiddos?” Patton tiredly asked, wiping a yawn off his face.
“You are… technically correct, Patton,” Logan said, buffering in exhaustion, “but two…forty-seven is… far from an …optimum time to start the day.”
”What’s going on, where’s Thomas?” Virgil asked, starting to raise his voice in concern.
“Maybe he’s dead!” Remus chimed in with a gleeful grin.
“Nope,” Roman said, quickly putting his finger in his mouth and holding it up, as if to test the breeze, “we’re in a Dreamscape.”
“No, you idiot,” Remus fired back, somehow having removed the art from the wall behind him and taken a bite out of the corner, “We’re in the Mind Palace.”
“I think I know my way around the Imagination, thank you very much,” Roman extra-d in response.
“Eat this,” Remus said, yeeting a chunk of the art at Roman, “and tell me I’m wrong.”
“What?! No!” Roman protested, as a very confused Logan and Patton looked on. Janus was rather enjoying the chaos, and Virgil just rolled his eyes.
“Dammit!” Remus pouted. “Fine, then tell me who pulled us in.”
“I-well-you-tha… Oh.”
With an otherworldly screech, and a rush of displaced air, a spherical black-and-white portal appeared where Thomas normally stood.
“Nope! Not doing this, we need to get out of here - Roman, do your thing.” Virgil exclaimed, tempest tongue in full effect.
“On it!” Roman said, waving his arm to end the scenario.
Nothing happened. He tried again.
“Wha-I-you-rude!” Still nothing.
“Fascinating!” Logan mused, inching towards the portal.
“Careful!” Virgil warned.
Logan nodded in response, stepping closer to examine the swirling pattern of the portal’s center.
As he stepped closer, an oh-so-familiar sound effect played as text appeared in their collective POVs:
[New Quest: Enter the Portal]
Roman’s eyes lit up, and he strode quickly towards to the portal.
Virgil sprinted into him, knocking him off-course.
“No-one is going in the DEATH BALL!”
Remus snorted as Roman readjusted his sash. The portal let out a small screech.
“It’s not an omen, Virgil-ance Wing, it’s a call to adventure!”
Janus looked around the room as Virgil replied, “A call to the void! Do you know what’s through there?”
“Remus,” Janus deadpanned.
“There are two of them?!” Patton exclaimed.
”Dammit.” Virgil sighed, looking around the room, then facepalming. “No… Remus went through the portal.”
Remus, indeed, was nowhere to be found.
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Is it true that there's no animosity between you and... you know, you know who. You never talk about her in any way. I guess I'm curious. You guys seemed like really close friends and then just weren't friends at all. And there was some stuff she said that seemed very targeted at you...
I don't know if she feels any animosity toward me or not any more. Our mutual friends have said she doesn't and I take them on their word in that regard, assuming that if they have an answer for me it's because they're aware how she feels. I wouldn't know and it's not my place to put words in her mouth.
I haven't spoken to her/about her in a long time and the only time she even crosses my mind is when people bring her up to me. As for me feeling any animosity? I'll admit my feelings on her these days are complicated and way too nuance-core for people who aren't my friends to hear about but I wouldn't call them animosity in any way. I inherently want people my friends care about to live well because I care about my friends, and anyone my friends care about by proxy and I still share friends with her. I would never wish ill on people my friends care about so animosity doesn't fit into that by definition. I'd say I'm hurt more than anything and even then I've worked through a lot of it with trusted friends who have helped me deal with my emotions in a healthy way.
(Besides, my own life struggles keep me from even being able to invest time into animosity. I have to expend that energy loving my family, doing my best to support them during our struggles. And I've never been a hateful person it isn't in me. I would rather play 'Hot To Go' by Chappell Roan and teach my dad how to do the hand gestures to help him strengthen his muscles again than focus on hating anyone...)
I try not to think about her because it hurts. I often think that people forget that I'm a real person outside of her sphere, and that I wouldn't want to talk about what happened because I truly did consider her a friend for a long time. And when someone I consider a friend appears to not regard me with care any more suddenly and I don't even have closure on that... well... it hurts... A lot. Of course I never talk about it.
And I'm not stupid, I have seen some stuff she's said that I've gathered was about me. I remind myself that she has a right to vent in her own spaces and I truly mean that... it's just a shame that her own spaces have people who then have taken these things to me to show me (after all, I wouldn't have even seen these things myself if not for third-party anons going 'this u?') saying it is my own fault because I was a terribly cruel friend or my own fault for not listening to warnings about her when I had the chance and that makes me a stupid gullible bitch. You lot haven't seen some of the awful shit about me from some of her more ravenous fans and haters I've seen over the years that I've had to let roll off my back in the fear it would bring backlash - not even to me, to her. I don't want to be the cause of any hatred going to anyone.
Also I'm just not going to ever talk about the details of our fallen friendship or our fallen relationship. That's private. She might be a public person to some extent but I never was, even if I do gain some measure of small fandom for my work one day I'm just private about personal matters especially raw ones. I almost deleted this ask entirely but Idk I never stated that it bothers me when people talk to me about her from my own mouth, so I guess that's what this ramble is.
If you send me anything about Lily Orchard it will not be addressed. I am not a part of her life not even through our mutual friends. I do not know or care what's going on with her public/personal life. I haven't kept up. I will never keep up. Don't treat me as an extension of the situation because I am not in the situation. In the most plainly stated sense of the word: Leave me the Hell alone. (...pretty please.)
All I've wanted this entire time was to be left alone to process everything in a healthy, peaceful way. I'm workin' on it.
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The Sides as Guardians: Preamble
(Author’s note: …I need a better name for this, lol)
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(yes this is an askblog/fic/thing - it’ll make more sense as we go!)
Thomas and Virgil jumped as a knock came from the front door, signaling the arrival of Thomas’ food.
Thomas peeled his headset off and made his way to the door as Roman got up from his spot on the couch, dramatically proclaiming: “Thank Zeus! I thought we were going to starve!”
Logan, sitting closest to the door, muttered something under his breath about that being “highly improbable,” as Thomas made his way back inside with the food.
“I’m just glad we found a new place on such short notice!” Patton chimed in cheerily.
“I hate short notices,” Virgil grumbled, peeking over Thomas’s shoulder as he unpacked the food, “And long notices… Change in general.”
Roman gasped melodramatically, saying “But variety is the spice of life, my friend! Would you have our dear Thomas spend his days trudging through the same dull routine ‘til the end of his days?”
“Did you see the Cinnamon Challenge?” Virgil deadpanned. He sighed, then said “But, no, I wouldn’t… because” (*points*) “you’d go stir-crazy and make us do something stupid.”
OffendedPrinceyNoises.mp4
The sides continued to bicker and banter as Thomas enjoyed his food, then went back to playing Destiny 2.
It was a fun game, he thought (a distraction) - With a lot of different elements, that sometimes seem so different that they shouldn’t work, yet they somehow come together into a cohesive whole…
Even though, admittedly, it could be overwhelming at times.
Rather fitting, that.
Eventually, though - Despite how much fun he was having - He had to go to bed. Acquiescing to Janus’ request, he turned off the game - Then he walked around his apartment, turning off lights and doublechecking locked doors.
The sides all sunk out to their rooms as Thomas trudged upstairs to his.
As he fell asleep, he couldn’t help but think back on his day of gaming; All the worlds he’d seen, all the enemy types there were, all the armor he’d collected… It was so cool! He almost wished he could live in that universe instead!
…Almost.
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I'm guessing you not feeling your best means it's again a no angst day, so take my fluff!!
Roman and Remus human AU family shenanigans!!
(Roman and Remus both made a drawing for school, but Remus was told his was too freaky)
Venus: Roman, what was your drawing?
Roman shows her a drawing of a cute little elemental cat.
Venus: Awe! That's adorable! You're an amazing artist, sweetheart! And what was yours, Remus?
Remus shows her a drawing of a skin-walker esc monster.
Venus: Wow, that's an amazing monster design! You boys are so talented!
(The twins bugging their dad for a pet)
Roman: Dad, please! I really want a lion cub!!
Remus: And I want a Tazmainian Devil!!
Arthur: Not yet, boys. How about I get you boys a pet to share instead for now?
Arthur ends up getting them a shared tortoise, and they end up taking good enough care of it that they're allowed to get those cool exotic pets a couple of years later.
(Virgil meeting Arthur for the first time)
Virgil: it's nice to meet you, sir.😅
Arthur: A pleasure. Arthur Kingsley.🙂(😡)
Virgil: Please say your wife's name is Gwenavire.
Arthur:😐🤣
That's all I can think of right now, enjoy my friend!
Oh I love these!
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