#sanders sides over the moon au

[glacierruler]

Okay okay okay I gotta talk about it or else I'll explode.

I'm nearly done with figuring out the gods domains (and I will probably be adding gods as time goes on in this Sanders Sides AU).

Sides and their domains (aka, which gods are sponsoring them) as well as a list of all the gods currently made:

Virgil, wind and animals of the sky

Roman, fire and destruction

Remus, the ocean and sea life

Patton, life and death

Janus, shadows and hidden truths

Logan, tectonic plates/earth and 

Emile, nature and healing

Remy, Dreams and hallucinations

Gods currently:

Main Pantheon:

Life and Death

Nature and Healing

Earth/Tectonic Plates

Fire and Lava

Sea and Ocean Life

Water

Storms

Sun and the Stars

Moon

Fall

Winter

Spring

Summer

Side Pantheon:

Dreams, Madness, and the Subconcious

Wealth

Love

Fear

Wind (and domain over flying creatures)

Music

Performances

Sculpting

Painting

Technology

War

Peace

Agriculture

Ice

Shadows and Hidden Truths

[hungerun]

i wanna explain/slap down some descs of my diff verses and aus, so. uh. yeah! * heiress au : after a failed escape attempt by her father, mamiko fujioka grows up residing on the maw, instead of the mainlands. under the lady’s care, she is raised as the ship’s heiress: it’s something the girl has been prepared for her entire life, but.

whether her mother is ready to hand over the torch, is another thing completely. plus, mamiko has been slowly uncovering more and more about the maw, about what really goes on there, and, well. * dbd au : in the 1920s, tragedy struck in tsuruoka, japan. an orphanage, housing many children under the care of a headmistress, was the site of a brutal massacre. one night, under the dark of the new moon, many children were killed in their beds, and the building set ablaze. there were no survivors, and the headmistress, nor her body, were ever found.

ninety-eight years later, two runaway kids stumble upon the remnants of the burned down building, hidden deep in the woods. as the night was stormy, rain coming down in blinding sheets, they decided to take shelter in the building and wait for the storm to pass. these children were never seen again. six, been taken by the entity, is now a participant in something known as ‘the trials’ in the entity’s realm. there, she has to fight tooth and nail to survive, escaping killers the best she can while repairing generators and make it out alive. again and again shes forced to take part, but, determined as ever, she knows that, one day, she’ll escape these games for good.

* twdg au : a resident of a group home prior to the appearance of walkers, six and her best friend, mono, remained there with other kids and social workers when the world fell apart. they were safe there, all things considered, until a group of raiders happened upon their hideaway. due to the actions of the raiders, a horde washed over the group home, as a result, six was bitten. thankfully, it was discovered that six was immune to the bite -- at least, partially. she keeps ahold of herself, though at times she falls into fits of insatiable hunger, much like a walker. despite this, mono stays by her side: after all, they are best friends. the two of them now travel together searching for a place to call home.

* bioshock au : katsumi fujioka, (stage name, ‘the lady of the sea’) was a socialite in rapture, working closely with sander cohen, being a long time friend, and student of his, she worked in his nightclubs as a performer – and she was considered the best of the best. however, like most of the city, she slowly developed an addiction to adam, using it to keep herself beautiful and to upkeep her talents, refusing to give up the spotlight no matter the cost. despite knowing, at least in part, the horrors that awaited a child within those orphanage walls, her growing need for adam eventually led her to trade her young daughter, mamiko fujioka, for a steady supply of the stuff she craved. the girl was quickly placed in the little sister program, and eventually became one of the children rescued by a rebelled dr. tenebraum, who managed to mostly reverse the procedure. but, something went wrong with mamiko.

while yes, it reversed any physical effects, and stopped any adam production from occurring; mamiko’s body couldn’t seem to understand the loss. because of this, she suffers fits of hunger where her body attempts to replace the adam that it no longer creates, causing massive cravings. since then mamiko has been living within tenebraum’s safehouse along with the other rescued children, as the doctor tries to find something to rid her of her unfortunate complication. and, where they stay, holed up; she, along with a handful of the other children, act as scouts of sorts for the safehouse. taking a numbered nickname as they go out to look for supplies to help sustain the group, helping rescue more children still trapped within the program, etc etc.

* lady of the maw au : after braving the horrors of the maw and defeating the lady, consuming her power, six finds herself over -whelmed with the memories that wash over her, revealing the truth of the maw, her family, and all the horrors that come with it. exhausted from everything that she faced, from the fact that her father tried so hard to save her from this fate and failed, six no longer has the fight left in her to turn her back on what seems to be the only path left. instead of forging on, creating her own fate, she takes over as the ruler of the maw.

[hungerun-a]

i wanna explain/slap down some descs of my diff verses and aus, so. uh. yeah!

* heiress au : after a failed escape attempt by her father, mamiko fujioka grows up residing on the maw, instead of the mainlands. under the lady’s care, she is raised as the ship’s heiress: it’s something the girl has been prepared for her entire life, but. whether her mother is ready to hand over the torch, is another thing completely. plus, mamiko has been slowly uncovering more and more about the maw, about what really goes on there, and, well.

* dbd au : in the 1920s, tragedy struck in tsuruoka, japan. an orphanage, housing many children under the care of a headmistress, was the site of a brutal massacre. one night, under the dark of the new moon, many children were killed in their beds, and the building set ablaze. there were no survivors, and the headmistress, nor her body, were ever found. ninety-eight years later, two runaway kids stumble upon the remnants of the burned down building, hidden deep in the woods. as the night was stormy, rain coming down in blinding sheets, they decided to take shelter in the building and wait for the storm to pass. these children were never seen again. six, been taken by the entity, is now a participant in something known as ‘the trials’ in the entity’s realm. there, she has to fight tooth and nail to survive, escaping killers the best she can while repairing generators and make it out alive. again and again shes forced to take part, but, determined as ever, she knows that, one day, she’ll escape these games for good.

* twdg au : a resident of a group home prior to the appearance of walkers, six and her best friend, mono, remained there with other kids and social workers when the world fell apart. they were safe there, all things considered, until a group of raiders happened upon their hideaway. due to the actions of the raiders, a horde washed over the group home, as a result, six was bitten.

thankfully, it was discovered that six was immune to the bite -- at least, partially. she keeps ahold of herself, though at times she falls into fits of insatiable hunger, much like a walker. despite this, mono stays by her side: after all, they are best friends. the two of them now travel together searching for a place to call home.

* bioshock au : katsumi fujioka, (stage name, ‘the lady of the sea’) was a socialite in rapture, working closely with sander cohen, being a long time friend, and student of his, she worked in his nightclubs as a performer – and she was considered the best of the best. however, like most of the city, she slowly developed an addiction to adam, using it to keep herself beautiful and to upkeep her talents, refusing to give up the spotlight no matter the cost. despite knowing, at least in part, the horrors that awaited a child within those orphanage walls, her growing need for adam eventually led her to trade her young daughter, mamiko fujioka, for a steady supply of the stuff she craved.

the girl was quickly placed in the little sister program, and eventually became one of the children rescued by a rebelled dr. tenebraum, who managed to mostly reverse the procedure. but, something went wrong with mamiko in particular. while yes, it reversed any physical effects, and stopped any adam production from occurring; mamiko’s body couldn’t seem to understand the loss. because of this, she suffers fits of hunger where her body attempts to replace the adam that it no longer creates, causing massive cravings.

since then mamiko has been living within tenebraum’s safehouse along with the other rescued children, as the doctor tries to find something to rid her of her unfortunate complication. where they stay, holed up; she, along with a handful of the other children, act as scouts of sorts for the safehouse. taking a numbered nickname as they go out to look for supplies to help sustain the group, helping rescue more children still trapped within the program, etc etc.

[dovelylittlebird]

So I have recently watched Over The Moon and have fallen utterly in love with it and as I am listening to the sountrack, a thought occurs to me

Sanders Sides Over The Moon AU

So here we go! A Sanders Sides AU no one asked for and is created from a pure stream of consciousness! (Fair warning, there are spoilers! So if you haven't seen the movie then go do it before reading this post!)

Logan as Fei Fei. You saw this coming, don't lie. I can easily imagine Logan being completely enamored by the ancient myths of the moon while still being an absolute genius to the point he can do rocket science at 14yo (Also him believing in the myths in an attempt to hold onto his dad is peak angst material)

Patton as Mama because this man will 10/10 do anything to preserve that sparkle in his sons' eyes and if that means reciting the tale Chang'e and Hou'yi for the rest of his life then goddammit he will do it

Janus as Baba. Yes I am aware I am Moceit trash. Doesn't last long though 'cause Patton d i e s. Also Baba in the movie just gives me those Janus vibes ya know? Cool and serious on the outside but is a complete dork once you get to know him

Roman as Chang'e. Look me in the eyes and tell me that Roman would not make himself into a lunar popstar, get into a ping-pong tournament with an 8yo, and cry dramatically about his long lost love.

Virgil as Hou'yi. Yes, I also know I'm Prinxiety trash sue me. Besides, it's fun reimagining that little animation illustrating the tale of Chang'e and Hou'yi on Mama's scarf

Ms. Zhong is Thomas. He's just trying his best to connect with Logan and nothing seems to be working, but he's nothing if not patient

Remus as Chin because he's a lovable little shit who likes pretending to be an octopus, rams himself into walls in an attempt to walk through them, is scarily good at ping-pong, and absolutely adores his big brother Logan and would follow him to the ends of the earth (Which he did, quite literally)

Remy and Emile will also be in here but idk whether to make one of them Gobi or to make them Jade Rabbit and Bungee. I'm very torn.

The rest of the family or the Lunettes can be Thomas' friends, though I'm leaning towards Thomas' friends being his family in this AU

Either that or Joan and Talyn can be Jade Rabbit and Bungee, I'm not opposed to either option

So that's about it! I might add more if I like this AU enough but it was a fun idea to entertain ^^

[hyperfixated-homo]

Sanders sides gods au but they're from different mythologies.

Janus is the Roman god Janus (god of doorways, time, duality, ect)

Patton is the the Norse god Frey (god of peace, fertility and summer)

Roman is the Greek god Apollo (god of way too many things, we're gonna focus on sun and light)

Remus is the Greek god Artemis (aka romans less popular brother, god of the moon and the hunt)

Virgil is either the Egyptian god Seth (god of war, chaos and storms) or Osiris (god of the underworld, death and resurrection)

The five meet one day by complete accident. They all come to the modern world looking for ways to get society to worship them again. Of course, none of them are exactly pleased with the fact that the others exist.

They end up arguing about which of them are the "real gods" and make a bet. They would all work to make one human worship them, and whichever religion he chooses to follows first wins the right to gloat about their victory.

They end up choosing to try to win over Logan.

An atheist scientist, who refuses to believe in the supernatural.

[vash-the-trans-catboy]

Hey, Little Songbird

Summary: Hadestown song fic. Part two of Hadestown au, can be read as a stand alone fic. Virgil dies and goes to the underworld (the dark sides)

Notes: I couldn’t resist making Janus the king of the dark sides world (like Hades). Virgil is Eurydice and Roman is Orpheus

Taglist: @sanderdarksides @moons-the-nightmare @heirm @lost-in-thought-20 @1stressedanddepressed @xoaningout @lily-janus @jervis-tetch-my-beloved @thebittybonesaddict @just-a-little-anxious @parksthefrog @randomacnhfan (ask if you want to be added)

Word count: 1048

Ao3

Other Sanders Sides Hadestown fic

TWs: Death mention (not very descriptive)

The last thing Virgil remembers is feeling cold and hungry. His life flashes before his eyes candles, storms, and oh no, Roman. Tears trickle down his face. He calls for Roman but it’s like the words aren’t even there. It gets colder and colder, more and more hungry with every passing moment. Until there is nothing. Darkness and numbness surround Virgil.

The floor falls from beneath him. He’s falling, falling, and falling. Until he stops, dropped in the middle of a dark office. File cabinets line the walls with papers messily sticking out of each. The single lightbulb in the corner flickers, on and off, on and off, on and off. Over and over again.

Usually, Virgil would be panicking or hyperventilating but he feels nothing, the numbness gives him a wave of calm. Almost as it is fate, his body directs him to a large lavish office. It feels familiar but new at the same time. Unconsciously he follows his feet and takes a seat next to the ivory desk.

The office looks a bit more lively compared to the rest of this place but not by much. A large black leather chair swivels around until a man stares back at him. His eyes glance at Virgil, piercing into his long-gone soul. He’s intimidating yet intriguing. His presence gives off a sense of power but with a certain softness if you look at the right angle. His bowler hat half covers his heterochromatic eyes. The right eye is a striking green while the left looks almost like a snake eye. Surrounding his snake eye is a large patch of scales and scars.

Virgil couldn’t keep his eyes off the mysterious yet gorgeous man. His mind enters a trance and he forgets where he is and why he’s there.

After what feels like hours or years, the man finally speaks, “Hey, little songbird. Give me a song.” His words are smooth, each carefully pronounced, “I’m a busy man and I can’t stay long.” Virgil swallows his tongue, “Let me introduce myself, Little Songbird. Janus, Lord of the Dark Side World.” Janus gives a sweet yet menacing smile.

Janus is captivating in every way. Virgil’s eyes run across Janus, studying every bit of him.

“I got clients to call, I got orders to fill.” Janus stacks a pile of papers together while condescendingly tapping on his watch. His tone turns more grave, “I got walls to build, I got riots to quell. And they’re giving me hell in the Dark Side.”

His words stick to Virgil’s mind as if they are a spell. Every part of Virgil is screaming to run far away, but he feels glued to his seat.

Janus walks to Virgil and sits on his desk right in front of his little guest. A yellow gloved hand pushes up Virgil’s chin up gently, “Hey, Little Songbird,” He purrs, “Cat got your tongue?” Janus leaves his fingers propping you Virgil’s chin and pulls him closer with his other hand, “Always a pity for one so pretty and young. When poverty comes to clip your wings.”

Flashes of who Virgil used to be hit him like a bullet. He remembers everything bad all at once. The coldness, the starving, the dying… the dying? Oh no. He’s dead. He’s really dead. This is the underworld. Roman. Where is Roman? The breaths leave Virgil’s lungs and he gasps for air.

“None of that, Little Songbird.” Janus rubs circles on Virgil’s back until his breathing comes back into tune, “Have I knocked the wind right out of your lungs? Hey, nobody sings on empty.” He passes Virgil a piece of bread.

Virgil reluctantly takes it. Can’t die twice, right?

“Hey, Little Songbird. How about a song now?” His words lace and twist around Virgil’s mind.

“Strange is the call of this strange man. I wanna fly down and feed from his hand.” The words quietly leave Virgil’s throat. He leans closer to Janus, feeling intoxicated by his overwhelming presence. He gives off a warm aura that is almost comforting, “I want a nice, soft place to land. I wanna lie down forever.” Virgil collapses into Janus’ embrace.

Janus’ devious smirk grows, “Hey, Little Songbird, you’ve got something fine. You shine like a diamond down in the mine.” The soft words dance around Virgil. Janus’ trance completely takes him over, “And the choice is yours if you’re willing to choose. Seeing as you’ve got nothing to lose.” Janus carefully wraps his extra set of arms around his little songbird.

A spark of Virgil’s mind returns to his previous self, “Suddenly nothing is as it was.” His voice has a bit of fight left but sounds weak and tired, “Where are you now, Roman? Wasn’t it gonna be the two of us? Weren’t we birds of a feather?” Virgil tries to push out of Janus’ arms but he is too tired and the grip is too strong. Janus tightens his grasp but in a way that he doesn’t hurt his delicate songbird. Virgil slumps back into his arms in defeat, accepting his fate.

“Hey, Little Songbird, let me guess.” He whispers into his songbird’s ear, “He’s some kind of poet and he’s penniless. Give him your hand, he’ll give you his hand-to-mouth. He’ll write you a poem when the power is out.”

Virgil’s mind flares with temporary anger. How dare he say such things about Roman? His Roman. His loving and creative Roman. How dare he say things that are… that are true. Virgil deflates again.

“Hey, why not fly south for the winter?” Janus’ runs his hands through Virgil’s brown and purple hair. Virgil desperately wants to escape and find Roman but this man’s gaze has him trapped.

“Hey, Little Songbird, look all around you.” Virgil’s eyes dart back and forth, taking note of everything in the room, “See how vipers and vultures surround you. And they’ll take you down, they’ll pick you clean.” Virgil shutters at the thought of his body rotting away, “If you stick around such a desperate scene. See, people get mean when the chips are down.”

Every light in Virgil’s mind goes blank. He falls into the endless pit of Janus’ control. Forever and ever. The room goes dark and the grasp around his torso gets tighter.

[gender-i-hardly-know-er]

i came from your sanders sides uquiz thingy. please tell me about the au youre writing im so curious /gen

okay okay okay!! I love talking about things

also here's the ao3 link for what ive got so far

cw death

so, basically when thomas dies (it’s peaceful and shit, i’m not violently killing thomas sanders -), he’s supposed to be reincarnated, right? welllllll the universe kinda fucked up~ and it brought the sides back as their own people. now, it’s trying to fix its mistake, so they all ended up living in the same general area (ik that’s a huge coincidence but it’s fate stuff shhh don’t even worry about it sjidjskfjdjkd)

they meet each other in little situations through youth and stuff, but none of them ever really get close and stay close (cept for one pair, but yk- for the most part). untilllllll they all end up working at disney. this story relies on a bunch of coincidences and stuff but it’s fine lmao-

they somehow have thoughts that aren’t theirs, or vivid memories/dreams they can’t place. they get this weird pulling feeling with certain people that feels off?? they don’t know what the fuck is up- the fic is basically them all meeting each other, developing friendships and relationships, and trying to figure out what the hell is happening to them

the part i’m most proud of, though, is the characters! they’re the sides, yeah; but they’re also all completely different people! sooooooo i’m gonna go through them now bc I like them-

disclaimer- i know absolutely fuck all about working at disney, so yk, prolly very innacurate

Patton -> Theophilus (Theo) Patton Lovitz (all of their middle names are their canon names)

he/him, cis man, vincian

works as a general castmember; mostly waiters at different disney restaurants

look at him he’s so prettyyyyyyyyyyyy (picrew by nase_nikyuuu)

Roman -> Arthur Roman Kingston

he/thon (we got so many neopronouns in this bitch, get ready), transmasc, vincian

character actor, ofc!

happy happy man I love him (picrew by itslillyillustrates)

Remus -> Hybris Remus Gacy

he/they/it/crypt/gore, transmasc, pansexual

also a character actor but plays villains more often (his best non villain is captain jack sparrow)

i love it, kisses mwah (picrew by poika)

Janus->Hajime Janus Dolion

any/all, primarily ne/nem, pangender, pansexual

general castmember, literally works all over the place

ne gets two picrews bc i couldn't decide which to put lmao (itslillyillustrates and nase_nikkyu)

Virgil-> Alvara Virgil Ward

they/she/vamp/drac, transfem demigirl, lesbian

safety inspector (twas the most virgil job i could think of)

i am in love with her (itslillyillustrates picrew)

Logan-> Athena Logan Astra

she/they/moon/pix/this/that, transfem nonbinary, bisexual, demiromantic

works as a researcher in the animal kingdom

my personal favorite, no one is surprised, i want to kiss her (itslillyillustrates)

we got loceit, intrulogical, analogical, and roceit in this bitch bc im indecisive

so yea- there's yk,, plot, but you can read the fic if you want that ig

[reverse-moon]

I made a thing for a FNAF Sander Sides AU

And it isn't the classic "Virgil Afton" route!

Meet Patton Foster, a day guard at Freddy's Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex in 2040 (don't judge when I think SB took place).

Patton is a very young security guard, being only 19 years old. (In this AU, Mike Schmidt was 20, Fritz and Jeremy are 21, the FNAF 3 night guard is about 30, and Vanessa is her canon age of 23). He literally grew up with Freddy Fazbear, as did most of his family since around the time Mike was working there.

Unlike many night guards, he's actually rather fond of the Animatronics, particularly the Foxy line. He actually did a lot of research on the Foxy line (and, admittedly, cried when learning most of the line got decommissioned often), as well as the Freddy line.

His family was no stranger to the Fazbear franchise, having (as previously stated) gone to the restaurant since the original. Most times, it was due to a graduation or other big occasion, though it wasn't limited. Patton's mother and father continued that with him.

Patton's usually a very calm and collected person on the outside. However, he's actually very easily scared. Normally he hides the fear with his normal smile-y self, but if he sees a spider, all bets are off.

Most of Patton's friends think it's irresponsible of him to work at Freddy's. Logan, especially, since he's learned and studied every major death and tragic event that Fazbear's was connected to (only after Patton announced he was going to try and get a job there). Patton, of course, does t exactly see the bear's brand in that way.

Patton's job has him working 1st shift, a good old 9-5. But, he'll often offer to take someone's shift if it's needed (1st shift, 2nd shift or 3rd shift, it doesn't matter). Most think he does it for the money, but he actually does it to spend more time with the Animatronics and his nostalgia.

Patton's overall personality is just sweetheart, and he doesn't often get into fights. During his time at the Pizzaplex, he has had a total of 3 fights. One was with an abusive parent, one was with a Karen trying to buy something that wasn't for sale, and the last one was the worse. He got into a fight with Vanessa over how certain things were ran.

Patton loves to bake and cook, so he's probably also made Chica a pizza before.

During his first year at the Pizzaplex, he actually worked the Daycare, and grew quite attached to Sun and Moon. The duel Animatronic is usually how he gets his dose of hugs at his job, but sometimes the kids hug him.

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That's all I have for now, but Imma probably make more of this AU, flesh it out just enough to make stories or small things. Yay.

[stillebesat]

Beneath the Moon -Part 1

December Drabbles Day 18  Sanders Sides: Logan, Roman Blurb: After all the research he’d done, after all the signs he’d been experiencing. Logan needed someone to tell him he wasn’t crazy. And Roman...Roman had always been the one most likely to believe in the fantastical, the impossible, the...supernatural. Fic Type: Werewolf!AU Overall Fic Warnings: Bite Wound -Semi-Detailed, Dog Attack Mention, Injuries, War Talk, Fighting Talk, Death/Dying Talk Taglist in Reblog.  

“A werewolf.” 

Logan swallowed, fiddling with the loosely wrapped bandage on his hand as he kept his eyes firmly on Roman’s ankles. “I told you.” He said. “It isn’t logical.” 

“Hence why you came to me because I’m…what was that phrase you used the last time we…talked?” 

Logan ran his uninjured hand through his hair as he ducked his head. Why had he ever thought, after how they’d left things off, that Roman would actually help him? The unhealing bite wound had to be infected and addling his brains despite the numerous doctors visits and medications he’d been on this past month that would prove otherwise. 

“I believe I called you a ‘pompous prick of a prince stuck in a permanent delusional daydream.’” He whispered.

Roman snorted, uncrossing his legs as he leaned forward like a hawk about to snatch up his prey. “Trust the Brain to remember such a phrase after what? Fifteen years, Lo.” 

This was a mistake. Logan made a noncommittal sound as he hunched his shoulders. But he’d seen Roman and just---reacted, instinctively trusting that he would be able to help. 

After all the research he’d done, after all the signs he’d been experiencing. Logan needed someone to tell him he wasn’t crazy. And Roman...Roman had always been the one most likely to believe in the fantastical, the impossible, the...supernatural. “It’s what I’m good at.” He said, closing his eyes, again fidgeting with the bandage. “Remembering things.” 

He’d been teased constantly for his memory all throughout school. Been called Sherlock or Brain so often that half their graduating class didn’t know his actual name. 

Which made the fact that he couldn’t remember the fever filled two days after he’d received this...this bite...from that black dog--wolf?...more concerning.  

And after a month’s long session of ‘research’ into his wound, his further symptoms, and the circumstances around his bite and the dog--wolf that had bitten him…had led him to the only explanation that fit the entire experience. 

He’d been bitten by a werewolf. 

And if...IF this was true, his research pointed to the strong possibility that in under an hour, when the full moon rose, Logan would forcibly be changed from man to wolf. 

He didn’t want to believe it. 

But all the signs pointed to it. His sudden allergy to silver. Cats no longer liking him. An increase in appetite, especially for red meat--which Logan had historically disliked the taste of. His eyesight inexplicably improving to the point where he no longer needed to wear his glasses. His sense of smell and hearing randomly becoming overwhelming to the point he could barely function only to return to normal a split second later. And most importantly, the fact that the bite wound on his hand would not heal, which a very dusty book from the library had stated would not vanish until after the first full moon after the bite occurred---all pointed to him being a werewolf.

 But it wasn’t like Logan could just tell anyone about this theory of his. About what he thought could happen tonight.

After all, werewolves shouldn’t exist. 

To confide to anyone that he thought that they did and that he could become one tonight because he’d been bitten by a dog that looked like a wolf--

“And you thought...that I was still this...delusional Prince?” Roman asked, raising an eyebrow, his amber eyes glittering. “Willing to go along with any make-believe or fantasy adventure that comes my way at the drop of a hat?” 

Logan could feel the heat rising to his cheeks and hated himself for it. Of course it was crazy to expect that Roman of all people would believe him. 

In retrospect he probably was the worst choice Logan could have made when choosing to confide in someone. After all, they had been, for all intents and purposes, enemies for the past fifteen years. 

Yet Logan had momentarily forgotten that little fact. Had only remembered his childhood friend who had lived and breathed adventure growing up and would probably be the one most likely to believe him when he saw him pull into his driveway. 

A Child’s fantasy was a lot different from an Adult’s though.

And Roman...Roman had gone from wanting to be an Actor in high school to choosing to serve three tours overseas in the War and coming back a decorated hero. Someone who had seen the darker side of being a modern day knight in shining armor and yet had chosen to embrace that reality anyways. 

Even sitting, Roman commanded the room. He was all confidence, a lion lounging on his throne, claws only sheathed because there was no need to use them...yet. 

And if things went…badly. It was all too likely that he would use those warrior skills and shoot Logan the moment he...he changed. After all, Roman was now trained to see threats and take care of them.

Werewolves were historically, in their lore, always a threat. A danger to society.

Logan squeezed his eyes shut, conscious of how his heart rate had picked up. 

Mistake. Mistake! MISTAKE!

He had under an hour to get to a place where he could potentially shift in safety. Where he could test his theory of what he was and how he would change without endangering himself or any people who might be around and here he was talking to his high school enemy like he expected Roman to take him in like a lost injured puppy.

Logan pushed to his feet, bringing his bandaged hand to his chest protectively. “My apologies, Roman.” He said, unable to look up from the ground to properly face him. Roman probably was staring at him like he was a crazed loon after his sudden appearance on his doorstep and the ludicrous story he’d just told. “I shouldn’t have intruded in such a manner.” He turned for the door. “I’ll see myself out.”

He’d been so desperate to find someone, anyone to humor him. Someone he could trust. To help him test out his theory. To make sure that IF he changed. If something went wrong. That--that if he--he became a crazed bloodthirsty beast, there would be someone there to take care of it--keep him safe from hurting others. 

Or…if nothing happened. Which Logan desperately wanted to believe. That nothing would happen. That the moon would rise and he would just be standing there, perfectly fine and definitely embarrassed to have indulged in such a fancy...that someone would keep his momentary lapse in judgement quiet--

He highly doubted that Roman would keep this particular visit quiet. What sane person would? Logan probably looked like a crazed lunatic, showing up out of the blue in an old NASA t-shirt and worn jeans, spouting off theories on how he could be a new-made werewolf going to change for the first time tonight--Roman should have called the police as soon as he opened his mouth.

Logan would have, had their positions been switched. 

He tensed, breath hitching as Roman caught his wrist in an iron grip before he’d taken three steps, conscious of the fact that his childhood friend probably now knew twelve different ways to incapacitate him before he could blink.  

“You didn’t show me the bite wound.” Roman said, voice soft. “How can you tell me such a fantastical story and expect me to believe you if you don’t show me your key piece of proof?” 

Logan bit his bottom lip, daring to glance at his childhood friend, gauging how serious he was about seeing the injury. 

“Well?” Roman held out his hand, palm up towards Logan. “It’s not like I haven’t seen my fair share of battle wounds, Lo. I doubt your little bite will compare.”

That was true. Roman had seen battle. War. People dead and dying.

Logan steeled himself, he’d been careful about who touched his injured hand, not sure what the wound would do should it come in contact with another. “It’s not a little bite.” He said, reluctantly holding it out to him.  

He raised an eyebrow, a small smirk playing on his lips. “I’ll be the judge of that.” 

Logan looked away as Roman unraveled the bandage. His feet shifted in place as he glanced at the clock on the mantle, watching the second hand tick its way closer to the full moon’s rising. 

It was odd...Roman had never needed proof before. He’d been the sort to take people at their word and go harring off at the slightest hint of an adventure.

Obviously he had changed far more after high school than Logan had anticipated. It was--

Roman whistled as the last of the bandages fell to the ground. “This...happened a month ago?” He asked, turning Logan’s hand over studying the bite that formed a large crescent shape from his middle finger down to his wrist. 

“Twenty-eight days.” He corrected, wincing as Roman gently poked the wound. He’d been attacked on the last night of last month’s full moon cycle. 

“It looks--”

“Fresh?” Besides the visible lack of blood coming from the wound, it looked like it could have happened only minutes ago.

“Horrible.” Roman frowned. “I’ve seen men take sharpenal to their hands and this--just a bit more pressure and you could have lost your thumb and two fingers--”

Logan winced, his stomach twisting. “I know--I didn’t.” It had been a close thing though. He could have lost half his hand if the wolf had dug its teeth just half an inch deeper into his flesh and pulled, it was a miracle he could still use his fingers at all. Another inconsistency really, with normal dog bites. His hand still worked perfectly despite the large wound maring half of the surface that should have destroyed his tendons and muscles.

“And you’ve tried--”

“Everything short of surgery.” And with his hand able to function normally, no Doctor was willing to try that just yet, not after a single month. “Nothing heals it.” 

Roman hummed. “An unhealing wound.” He mumbled, looking up. He frowned, raising a hand to Logan’s chin, turning his head this way and that as he peered into his eyes. “Did you always have a golden tint to your irises?” He asked, trailing his fingers down to press gently against the side of Logan’s throat, where the pulse of his heart frantically pounded against Roman’s warm fingers.

Logan swallowed, feeling the color draining from his face. Golden tint? “No.” He whispered. “They’ve always been green. You know that.” 

Roman clicked his tongue, abruptly pulling away from him and crossing his arms. “Okay. Say, hypothetically, I don’t think you’re crazy.”

Logan blinked at the sudden change in tone. “You don’t?” He asked, not quite believing he was hearing this as pulling his hand back to his chest. It would be pointless to try and rebandage it with the moon so close to rising.

“Hypothetically.” Roman stressed, giving him a tight smile. “If you are going to turn into this--” He waved a hand around. “Werewolf creature. What exactly did you want my help for? Cus I highly doubt you’re thinking something stupid like true love’s kiss will work in this particular scenario of yours that you’ve set up.”

To Be Continued.  Part 2

[snowe-zolynn-rogers]

Hey, kiddos!

Welcome to my main blog, it’s great to have you over in my humble hobbit hole!

I’m Sunny, but you can call me Sunny, Echo, Cass(ie), Amber, Wyatt, Moth(ie), Snowe(y), Cece, CJ, Hazel, Ethan, Ennike, Devin, just about any name. I’ll respond to just about any name above, since they’re names I’ve used in the past and I’m trying several of them out again. I’m 24 and I use any pronouns, mainly she/her and they/them.

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I write (or I try to)! And I mainly post incorrect quotes but I also do aesthetics, headcanons, imagines, and a handful of other stuff! I do accept prompts sometimes (not at the moment) therefore, I have a small list of what I’m not willing to write.

Incest Ships (not my cup of tea so I don’t write that.)

Pedophiliac Ships, including the Teacher-Student AU (I will skin you alive.)

Unsympathetic Janus (My favorite boy? How dare you even try to suggest that.)

Remrom (however brotherly, platonic, non-romantic Creativitwins is fine. Nothing against it, I just don’t prefer to write about it. And no fighting between anti and pro shippers in my inbox, comment sections, ect as  long as you don’t start tagging reblogs of creativitwins with the remrom tag, please and thank you.)

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Sun and Moon Show

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Sanders Sides

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My Sun And Moon Show AUs

Kill Lunar AU

Reactivated AU

Actor AU

Baby Daycare Attendants AU

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Peepaw Kill Code AU

Baby Solar Flare AU

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Sentient Solar Flare AU

Human Blood Twins AU

Chubby Blood Moon AU

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Lord Styx AU

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Lord Hypernova AU

Kidnapped Blood Moon AU

The Daycare Group Chat AU

Zodiac Brothers AU

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Lord Luminous AU

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Traveler Nebula AU

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Five For The Price Of One AU

Blind Eclipse AU

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FAQ

“What is agere/age regression?” It’s a coping mechanism and no, it’s not related to the kink community.

“Can I use the posts on your page to draw/write/ect?” Yes, of course! As long as you tag me so I can see the awesome artwork and writing.

“Can you do (insert text post meme subject here)?” I’m not doing text posts memes right now and I still have a very, very long list of them I still need to finish before I even start to think about taking requests again.

“Can you tag this as (insert romantic relationship here)?” Probably, but likely not. If I don’t tag something as romantic or even tag it with a ship name at all, it’s not meant to be read as romantic and is strictly platonic but if you’d like it tagged ‘platonic (insert relationship here)‘, make sure you say ‘tag (post) as platonic (ship)’ and not just ‘tag (post) as (ship)’. This does not apply to misspellings in the tags of posts and posts themselves, those will be fixed right away upon notification

“Who is (insert shorts character?/What are shorts characters?” The shorts sides are like the prototype versions of the sides and the personifications of things like months, sleep, sun, moon, ect. Andy is shorts Virgil, Teal is shorts Logan, Pryce is shorts Roman, Dayd is shorts Patton, Remy is Sleep from the shorts, and Toby is the month of October. Dice is the Critic from Stress to Impress and Emile is from Cartoon Therapy.

“Do the sides shapeshift when they regress?” They can be for you on your own blog but, on my blog, they don’t shapeshift when regressed so that I can define what is a regressed side and what is a de-aged/baby side.

“How do I know if I regress?” From my own experience, usually testing out treating yourself small and doing your own research because age regression is different for everyone.

[greenninjagal-blog]

You wouldn’t happen to have any Sanders Sides fics in an AU, would you? Fantasy, dystopian, magical. Y’know, the works. :)

Me, myself? All I really write are AUs tbh. So I'll throw down my favorites!

600 Pieces of Eight - A one shot where Virgil’s trading ship is attacked by pirates and instead of killing him, the Captain calls him pretty. (Anxceit)

Piece of Cake - A one shot au where Virgil steals a taste of a cake meant for the Prince and ends up poisoned within an inch of his life. (Anxceitmus)

To Know It By Name - A fantasy au where Logan is a Slime that has lived Its whole life in Its container and Its just now developing a moral conscious. Luckily Virgil is there to help It. (platonic Analogical, platonic Dukexiety)

Deja Vu -  Remus can see the future and it often involves his brother’s death. His does his best to prevent it, even if Roman doesn’t believe his power is real. (Demus, Anxceit, Anxceitmus)

Space and Everything In It-  A series in which Virgil is a human who made it to the other side of the galaxy only to find that humans are a) illegal, b) immune to basically everything and c) everyone’s worst nightmares. But hey, its better than back on Earth. Along with his new alien friends, strange new worlds, and a renewed lover, Virgil is on a mission to find the place where he belongs. (Anxceit! Demus! Anxeitmus! platonic everything!)

But there are so many more fics and au that I have around so if you're interested, here's a link to my General Writing Masterlist which has more Highschool/modern aus with other pairings.

Outside of me! I do have some recs for some fun fantasy aus! only doing a handful though, because I don't actually have a lot of time right now!

Until the Full Moon Rises - Werewolf Virgil has been in an out of foster homes for as long as he can remember really. Unfortunately this new home happens to be the den of a world renown werewolf hunter, Thomas Sanders.

Just a Touch of Necromancy - Virgil is a witch living his best life! Roman, Logan, and Patton are police detectives trying to track down a serial whose running around a small town! Virgil wishes they would stop thinking that just because he could see ghosts, he must be the killer!

virtus migrat in vitium - When the royal guards tie him to the stake and gather firewood at his feet, Virgil wonders which is the bigger crime: the fact that he was a witch, or that he fell in love with the prince.

Lonely Love - Janus is immortal and he's pretty sure thats a curse, since he watched the love of his life die centuries ago. However when he ends up being saved from strange mysterious monsters by a very familiar face... he can't help but allow himself to get close all over again. Also Magic. Vampires. Time Travel.

The Stowaway's Heart - After being imprisoned for stowing away on a boat, Virgil is saved by a group of selkies. Virgil tries to convince himself this is a good thing, but he can't shake a feeling that what he's been running from is going to bring harm to his new family.

Of Lips That I Am Yet to Kiss - Roman has been magically frozen in time, able to hear the world around him move on, but not able to react to anything. Luckily his newest attendant seems to be a vast improvement from the past ones.

Show Me Your Darkness - A series where a handful of gays are running around in medieval fantasy world with their own goals and end up impacting each other.

[joyrose-fandomer]

Please, don’t fall for me (Sanders Sides fantasy school AU) Chap 3

Relationships : Future (Prinxiety, Intrological, Mocite, Platonique Moxiety and platonique Analogical)

POV : Virgil

TW : Water, Manipulation

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Virgil couldn't focus on anything after that.

He kept looking at the pamphlet and the folded paper on his laps. 

The pamphlet showed a picture of a big white building. It looked like a bad copy of Harvard. 

It was named "Pine hills High school and College of art, sport and science" which was long for nothing and boring like literally any school.

But most importantly, it looked pricy. So Virgil looked around the pamphlet but he couldn't find any price anywhere. 

Tss, of course, they wouldn't.

It said on the pamphlet that the school had good infrastructure and good results in every sportive, artistic and scientific field. That it had 100% chance for the student to have a diploma and list several students that became important.

Virgil didn't know any of those names and most importantly, never heard of that school.

  On the other hand, the folded paper was a lot less fancy. There was no picture only a name and a few commentaries.

It didn't look official in any way. In fact, it was very obvious that Remy had written everything.

But it gave a strange feeling, like the ink and paper weren't normal. Like it could disappear at any moment if Virgil stopped looking at it or if anyone else looked at it.

He knew it didn't make much sense, but he could swear that he saw the words glitter from time to time.

"The Argus school" was the name written on the paper. 

"School for young magical creatures to learn how to control their powers in safety."

So, like a school of magic? When did Virgil step into Harry Potter?

  It was so cliché and suspicious, Remy was surely messing with him. 

What if it was all an elaborate prank?

What if it was a kidnapping technic and Virgil was falling straight for it?

Should he call the police?

Would they believe him?

But what if it was not a joke?

It was so unrealistic but it explained so many things...

That day when school ended Virgil didn't directly go home.

He went to the pool.

"Hello, do you have a ticket ?"

The young women at the entrance asked.

Oh. Well, he needed to confirm that too eventually.

The high school boy took a deep breath.

"No, I forgot...sorry"

Her voice was suddenly a lot softer.

"It's ok, I can give you one. It's 7$"

Alright, he won't have to meet her again, he could do it.

He took off his mask and hood

"I'm sorry miss. I forgot to bring money"

She blinked like she was trying to adjusted her eyes after being flashed with a stong light.

"Alright, I will take your name and you can pay later"

"Wait really?" Virgil exclaimed, not expecting the woman to actually let him get away with it so easily.

The woman smiled. "Yes, but don't tell anyone, I'm not supposed to do that. So what's your name ?"

"Virgil Apkallu"

"That's an interesting name could you spell it ?"

Virgil spelled his name like he always did. Before remembering an important fact.

"I don't have my swimsuit!"

She laughed. Virgil couldn't blame her, he really didn't think that through.

"Do you want to go home to pick it up?"

If he got home it would be too late, his father wouldn't let him go back out again.

He looked up at the women. Making eye contact with someone for the first time in what felt like an eternity.

"If I go home I don't know if I would be able to come back..."

She froze and thought for a bit before walking away and coming back with her wallet. 

"Here, go to the dispenser and get yourself a swimsuit"

"Wha- but it's your money, I can't"

"It's fine kid, it's just 2$. Now go before we close"

Virgil sighed and bought simple black shorts. He thanked the woman and she let him get in.

He felt guilty. He knew he didn't ask her to do all that and she was the one who insisted. But he couldn't help but feel like he manipulated that woman.

But it's what he was trying to do, didn’t he ?

The pool was empty. It was late and during fall it was too cold to go swimming.

The pool attendants weren't here, probably thinking that no one would come at that hour.

So Virgil had the water for himself.

Time to get it over with.

The good thing with being an anxious mess like Virgil is that you end up collecting techniques to get rid of disillusions.

Often the biggest disillusions were the hardest to get rid of. It's the ones that make the less sense. 

Like thinking everyone you meet want to kill you, or that your parents were secretly robots.

But the good thing is. The bigger they are the easier it is to prove your brain wrong.

If you don't turn into a wolf under the full moon, you're not a werewolf.

If you don't have magic powers you're not a witch.

And if you can't breathe underwater you're not a siren.

A normal human can't survive underwater for more than 5 minutes, a trained diver can stay at best 12 minutes.

Virgil only had to stay underwater until he felt the huge to breathe.

If he could stay underwater for longer than that without needing to go out to breathe then... haha no, it was stupid last time he was just confused because he fell into the pool in the middle of a panic attack. 

He will be out in a few seconds.

He slowly went down the stairs. The water was colder than he remembered.

It was probably reckless to test that alone but at least no-one was here to stop him.

Once he was in, the cold was a lot more bearable. In fact, it was numbing pleasantly.

The only swimmer went around the pool using the border to hold himself. But he didn't really need it, it was mostly the lack of confidence.

Eventually, he let go of the side of the pool and swam to the center of the water.

He felt free. Like floating in space. Swiming was so easy, it was second nature.

Virgil set the timer at 0.

And go !

He let himself sink.

The echoes of the empty room, the lapping of the water, the far-away cars.

It all dissolved into silence.

The golden hue of the sunset reflected all around, slithering in the water like hundreds of glowing vines.

Virgil was still holding his nose under the water but he didn't feel the need to breathe. Actually, he was already breathing. 

He brushed the side of his neck. His skin was taking off but it didn't hurt.

He breathed in.

Water entered the gap in his neck.

He breathed out. 

Water went out of the gap.

Gills.

He never had gills. Since when did he had gills?

He let go of all the air he was holding in a string of bubbles. 

He watched them float away. Reflecting the sunlight, making them shine the away fairy lights would.

Bright and clear.

When he tried to breathe through the nose, the airway seemed blocked and he ended up breathing by his Gilles again.

He was breathing underwater. He could see underwater.

He could see and breathe better than on land.

His hair fell on his face.

He could see his own eyes reflecting in them like a mirror and his eyes reflected his hair the same way.

This was new. Usually, they were both jet black. 

He swam to one of the Hublot around the pool.

His hair reflected the pool around, perfectly merging with the water like they were trying their hardest to disappear. His eyes were hardly any better. They were glossy and blue with gold lights just like the water around.

Usually, his eyes were so dark he could barely see his pupils well now that his eyes were different... He still couldn't. Apparently, his pupils also got this mirror effect.

This one was probably not a new thing. The boy could remember every time someone had the great idea of pointing a flashlight at him only to scream because his pupils were shining like a wild animal.

The confused boy swam around. 

It was so simple, like taking a walk around the park.

So peaceful,

So comfortable,

So pretty,

So safe,

It felt like home.

Virgil didn't know how much time he spent here. He didn't want to look at the timer. 

He didn't want to walk. He didn't want to choke on air. He didn't want to feel the pressure of the world.

This was where he belonged. He was happy.

He didn't want to go.

He looked up. The golden light turned silver.

It was night. He needed to go home.

With a sigh, the half siren swam out. Posing the timer but not looking at it.

Everything was so heavy out there. Virgil dresses up slowly and difficultly. His clothes stuck to him and made moving even harder.

Taking a deap breath of his inhaler and dragging himself away from the pool.

The woman looked surprised that he was still here but she still waved him goodby with a smile.

The cold autumn wind gave him a headache, the boy hid his wet hair in is hood and walked.

By the time he arrived home, his body was freezing.

His mind bearly felt anything.

"Do you have any idea how late it is? 

I was so worried! Where were you ?!"

His father immediately yelled when he opened the door.

Virgil stayed silent. He didn't feel guilty, just, empty.

He walked around mindlessly, working only on muscle memory. His father still yelling behind him but he couldn't hear anything.

When he took off his hood his father went silent and stared at him wearily.

"Virgil, why are you soaked ?"

His son took a deep breath and locked eyes with his parent with a serious expression.

"Dad. Who is my mother ?"

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Sorry, the story didn’t advence a lot this chapter, I really just wanted to right water again ! (^u^’)

Tag list : @angstysunshine @sander-sides-fics 

@moments-of-selves @sanders-sides-uncorrect-quotes (I still don’t know if you want me to tag you or not so if you want me to stop just tell me ok ? (^u^))

[graedari]

Asides High AU: Roman and Remus have a bunk bed. I don’t make the rules except I do 

Seems to be when one twin can’t sleep, the other coincidentally can’t either and they end up pulling all-nighters (or close to all-nighters). On nights like those, the two don’t entirely mind still sharing their room. 

[Image ID: A digital drawing of Roman and Remus from Sanders Sides as depicted in tumblr user @/graedari’s Human!AU. The two are shown in a set of bunk beds. Remus sits on the bottom bunk, leaning against the latter to the top bunk. He is dressed in just pajama pants, holding his phone in his left hand. Roman is hanging upside down from the top rung of the ladder with his legs. His arms are crossed over his stomach. He is dressed in Prince Charming themed pajamas. He is looking at Remus smiling. Roman’s top bunk has a yellow set of sheets with a pale pink comforter and several Polaroids hanging on the wall behind it. There are red curtains hung around the outside and a string of fairy lights around the front of the frame. Remus’ bottom bunk has green sheets and a black comforter. He has glow in the dark stars and moon on the wall behidn his bunk and several photos hidden under his pillow. /End ID]

[snowdice]

A Twist of Fate {Part 6} (Everything’s Fine Universe) [Dice Roll 13]

Fandom: Sanders Sides

Relationships: Remus & Janus & Patton, Remy & Patton

Characters: Janus, Patton, Remus, Remy

Summary: It wasn’t unheard of for people to gain soulmarks later in life, but it was quite rare. Usually fate was set in stone. Yet, when one’s fated death was prevented, fate had to make some adjustments.

As he fell, Patton may have felt a strange prickling feeling across his skin. He however, was not paying attention to that, far too distracted and confused. All he knew was that by the time he hit the ground, both of his hands were covered with marks. Later when he went home he’d notice even more in other places, but the ones he noticed when he hit the ground were the obvious ones on his hands.

Then, there was Janus. Janus had only one soulmark on his body. At least. He had only one soulmark that hadn’t been burnt off years ago. When he landed on top of Patton, he did not notice the marks that suddenly appeared on his arms and face. Patton did, however, notice two little designs appear on him: one along the side of his nose and the other right below the scaring on the left side of his face. The second was already colored in by the time they hit the ground.

Universe: Soulmate AU and Superhero AU

Genre: The Dice Roll said fluff and it is… but… it’s more fluff and angst, hurt/comfort-ish

Notes: Child abuse, homelessness, malnutrition, acid burns, platonic soulmates, car accidents mentioned, blood mentioned, death mentioned, chronic pain, abnormal growth

My Master Post Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Patton hurried to his front door, his mind frantically trying to figure out what he was going to say to Remy when he opened it. Yesterday, Remy had been his only soulmate, but now that was very much not the case. Patton wouldn’t know how to begin to explain the change even if he didn’t have two easily spooked children in his kitchen right now. Even if he knew where to start, he wouldn’t be able to explain without bringing up Evan and Jimmy, and their trust in him was so fragile, he feared even saying their names aloud to someone they did not know would shatter it forever.

He wanted to tell Remy though, if for no other reason than to have someone he knew and trusted to talk to about it. Patton had done his best to take everything in stride, but his head had been spinning since yesterday. Part of him thought he really had been hit by that car, and he was now having a vivid hallucination as he died. Maybe his mind was recalling the conversation about wanting children he’d had earlier in the day and was spinning a web of dreams before his consciousness faded away.

…Reality had yet to truly sink in even after a night’s rest.

He’d stayed up later than usual after he’d managed to finally find a sleeping arrangement that the children would tolerate. He’d taken the time to find and categorize every single new soulmark on his body before finally letting himself collapse into bed long past midnight. Considering what he’d found, it still took him a while to calm his brain enough to sleep.

There were, of course, the first ones he’d noticed on his hands. Three of these were in the middle on the back of his hands. Evan’s stood alone on his left hand. It was slightly towards the wrist, but still firmly in the territory that meant it was a parent-child relationship. Jimmy’s and one of the unfilled in soulmarks were on his right hand. They were so close together than someone might mistake them for one soulmark if one was not filled in and the other not.

The other two on his hands drifted more towards the side of each hand, close to, but slightly out of the range of a parental soulmark. When he cross referenced it with a diagram on the internet, he found it was more than likely a very close uncle like relationship. He wondered if, or well, hoped that those might match up with Remy’s two parental ones. It would be what made the most sense, after all.

That was five new soulmarks, but that was not where the surprises ended. When he’d finally gotten a chance to look at himself in the mirror, he’d been shocked to find a little crescent moon shaped outline on his neck. That was. Well. Patton had not expected that. It made sense, he guessed, that it was on his neck. He had definitely not expected a romantic soulmark which would be more towards the chest. He’d never really had those feelings, after all. On his neck meant it was a platonic soulmate, but not exactly friends. They probably shared the children as soulmates, at least the three definitely parental soulmates. It was probably a good thing considering all of the children Patton was suddenly responsible for. Or at least… he hoped he would be responsible for.

Those six had been startling enough, but he’d also gotten a few more. His back was now filled with friendship soulmarks that had not been there before. There were 5 more, in fact, putting him at a grand total of 14 soulmarks.

He was considered a Well-Loved now. He was an Unloved yesterday and a Well-Loved today. It was wonderful, but also strange and a bit terrifying. How was he supposed to explain this all to Remy, the one soulmate he’d always had, without even being able to mention the two new ones he’d found by name?

He still had not found an answer to that question even as he opened his front door.

“Sup babe,” Remy greeted immediately. “I brought coffee, but I already drank mine, so I’m going to go invade your kitchen. Kk? Here’s yours.”  Patton took the coffee cup automatically as it was thrust at him. Remy then went to push past Patton into his house, but Patton quickly stepped in his way. Remy’s nose scrunched up in confusion.

“I’m actually busy today,” Patton lied. “I forgot. I have plans. Could we reschedule?”

“Busy?” Remy asked. His voice was skeptical. Patton wasn’t a good liar in general, let alone to the man who had known him since elementary school. “Busy with what?”

“Uh, just… stuff.”

Remy studied him for a long moment, his gaze somehow sharp even though Patton could not see his eyes. “What’s that on your neck?” he asked. “‘Cause it looks like some sort of weird ass hickey, but you’re ace as hell.”

Patton quickly slapped a hand over the soulmark there. “It’s uh, nothing,” Patton said.

“…What’s on your hand?”

Remy reached for Patton, but Patton jerked away, tilting his head to hide the soulmark on his neck and hiding both hands behind his back, almost spilling coffee on himself in his haste. “It’s nothing. Sorry, I can’t spend the day with you today. Can you leave?”

Patton saw Remy’s eyebrows pop up over his sunglasses. “Gurl what is wrong?”

“Everything’s fine,” Patton promised, “but I need you to leave. I’ll talk to you later.”

“Uh huh…” Remy did not seem convinced. In fact, despite his standard cool demeanor, he looked rather alarmed.

“Oh god,” Evan groaned from behind Patton, “just let him in.”

Patton turned back to look at him. “But…”

“You’re a shit liar, and he’s going to call the cops on us if you don’t,” Evan said. Patton really wanted to correct the swearing but held his tongue. “Just… let him in.”

Patton turned to look at Remy who was giving him that slightly to the left head tilt that meant ‘I’m squinting at you in confusion.’

“Why don’t you come in?” Patton said. He stepped out of the way to let Remy walk into the house and closed the door behind him. They all awkwardly stared at each other for a long moment. “Let’s…” Patton finally said. “Living room. If that’s okay with everyone?”

Evan didn’t respond but stalked back towards the kitchen. Patton assumed he was getting Jimmy. That or bolting.

“What the hell, Pat?” Remy asked, voice low.

“They’re my soulmates, apparently,” Patton said. He waved the hand with Evan’s soulmark at him.

“You’re what?” Remy asked, then, “… ‘They’?”

Patton reached over to grab his hand, giving it a little squeeze, more for his benefit than for Remy’s. “I’m just as confused by it as you,” he said. “I got new soulmarks yesterday and two of them are already filled in.” He pulled him towards the living room. “It’s not just those two either. There’s… there’s a lot Rem.”

Remy took the coffee out of Patton’s hand and set it and his own empty cup on the coffee table so he could study both of Patton’s hands. One of his thumbs rubbed gently over one of the marks on the side of his hand. Had he done the math too? Patton had to wonder. Had he wondered why Patton did not at least have soulmarks for Remy’s children? Patton had never dared to bring it up, but Remy wasn’t stupid. Did he see the same thing in those two soulmarks as Patton?

“And some on my back too,” Patton told him.

“Not to mention…” Remy gestured at his neck. Patton put his hand over the mark, blushing a bit.

“Yeah…”

Just then, Evan and Jimmy entered from the kitchen. Jimmy looked at Remy and instantly opened his mouth. “Oh! I know you.”

Patton glanced over at Remy, but he seemed just as confused as Patton, so he turned back to the kids. Evan had gone tense all of a sudden as though readying to run. His hand dug into Jimmy’s shoulder and Jimmy’s head jerked to him. “No, something happened to him. He didn’t do something.” That confounding statement made Evan slowly relax, but he still looked over at Remy and Patton leerily. Jimmy did not seem to have the same hesitancy as Evan. He shook off the grip on his shoulder and waved. “Hi! You’re a doctor!”

Remy opened his mouth slightly. “…Well,” he said slowly. “I’m currently in medical school.

“…That’s what I meant.”

Patton watched curiously as Evan’s eyes slipped closed in frustration. Something was… off with Jimmy. Patton could not quite figure out what it was yet, but clearly something about him was being hidden, and Evan knew what it was. Patton had some suspicions, but like his knowledge that Evan was shapeshifter, he kept them to himself.

“Uh huh,” Remy replied.

“Why don’t we all take a seat?” Patton suggested. Remy looked over at him and then sat on one of the armchairs next to the couch. Patton sat on the couch next to him a moment later. Jimmy bounced over to the couch too and with no hesitation, he climbed into Patton’s lap. Patton put a hand on the boy’s head, heart in his throat. He did not dare to hug him though, as Evan was already shifting nervously without Patton effectively trapping Jimmy. Evan was left the only one standing, and he did not seem inclined to rectify this. Patton did not comment.

“So, you three got new soulmarks yesterday?” Remy asked.

“Uh huh,” Jimmy answered for them all. He curled one of his fists into Patton’s sweater seemingly not even aware of what he was doing.

“I’m not quite sure how,” Patton said. “I didn’t even know that could happen.”

“Usually it can’t,” Remy replied. “There are only two documented cases in the last century. We learned about them a few weeks ago. One was a polio patient for his doctor in the 1950s, and the other was only a year ago in New York, I think. Someone born with no soulmarks gained one randomly. In both cases, they only gained one. I haven’t even heard of any instances where multiple were gained and why it happened is greatly debated, but there aren’t enough cases to prove any sort of pattern.” Remy looked at him curiously. “Was there anything that happened to you that may have caused it?”

Patton hesitated. There was a clear answer to that question, but it wasn’t exactly easy to tell your best friend that you’d almost di-”

“He almost got smushed by a car!” Jimmy informed him. “Evan ran across the street and shoved him out of the way, but he was going to bleed out in the street and die.”

Patton winced as Remy looked at him, expression unreadable. “You were going to die?” he asked.

“Yeah,” Patton replied softly.

He could tell that the thought badly hurt Remy, but he seemed to shove the pain down. “And being saved caused the new soulmarks?” he asked.

“They were there by the time we hit the ground,” Patton confirmed.

“I guess that makes sense,” Remy said after a moment of thought.

“It does?” Patton asked.

“If you suddenly weren’t going to die when you were before, it makes sense you’d gain soulmarks.”

There was silence as the room absorbed that.

“What’s your name?” Jimmy asked suddenly, voice lighter than it probably should have been considering the previous topic. “Why are you a doctor? Why are you wearing sunglasses inside? Why are you carrying around an empty coffee cup? Are you going to refill it or just throw it away? Did you know that 16,009,402,282 disposable coffee cups were thrown away last year? Wha-”

“Whoa, whoa, one at a time kid,” Remy said, his mouth edging up into a smile. “My old brain can only process so much at once. My name is Remy.”

Jimmy frowned. “Not being able to remember many things is probably bad if you’re going to be a doctor,” he said.

Patton couldn’t help but laugh and pat his head.

“I guess you’re right,” Remy agreed. “I’ll have to work on that. What’s your name?”

“I’m, uh, Jimmy,” he said. “Like I said, that’s Evan. He’s not going to introduce himself because he’s crabby.”

“I see,” Remy replied, lips twitching. “That’s okay. He can be crabby if he wants to be. I’m sure he’s a little stressed out about everything.”

“He’s stressed out about a lot of things all the time,” Jimmy confirmed. Patton glanced up at Evan to see he was very displeased with this statement, but he kept his mouth sealed shut. “Oh!" Jimmy said, bounding a couple of times in Patton’s lap. “You should do a doctor thing to Evan!”

“Jimmy,” Evan hissed.

Jimmy didn’t even blink at the vehemence of Evan’s tone. “His bones are growing in wrong,” he declared, matter-of-factly, “and he’s bad at being warm enough. Like a snake!” Patton internally winced. He wasn’t an expert, but that sounded like it was probably the result of shapeshifting too much and for too long. “Plus, he has bad burns on his back that are healed but still hurt him.”

“Traitor,” Evan accused hotly. He looked like he wanted to escape the room, but he obviously wouldn’t leave without Jimmy, and Jimmy was in Patton’s lap. Patton wondered if that was on purpose.

Jimmy frowned at him. “You need to see a doctor,” he insisted. “You almost pass out every day!”

“No.”

“Yes.”

They stared at each other for a few long moments.

“I’m not going to make anyone accept medical care they don’t want,” Remy said evenly. Evan looked at him. He was pretty twitchy and looked like a trapped animal. “If you want me to look at you, I will, but I won’t make you even if you are sick, and you can stop me at any time.”

“Really?” Evan asked suspiciously.

“Really,” Remy confirmed. “It’s an open offer, but we can stop talking about it if that would make you more comfortable.”

Jimmy was frowning at Evan, but Evan just glared back. The younger boy seemed to shrug it off after a moment. He tilted his head back to look at Patton. “Can we make the cookies now?” he asked.

Patton laughed. “Sure,” he agreed. “We can make the cookies.”

 Evan slowly seemed to relax just a bit as the day went by. As promised, Patton made double chocolate chip cookies with the help… well ‘help’ of both Jimmy and Remy. Jimmy was a bit too enthusiastic and often almost knocked things over. He also had… interesting ideas for additions to the batter that he did not always remember to ask for permission for before putting them in the bowl. Remy, on the other hand knew exactly what he was doing when he tried poring coffee into the batter, and Patton was very unhappy with the fact that he was trying to caffeinate Jimmy of all people. Evan ended up being the most help despite insisting on just observing. He warned Patton about almost all of the potential disasters before they were put into the batter.

After the cookies were put in the oven, they went with Remy and Patton’s original plan of watching movies, though they chose more age appropriate ones than the planned romantic comedies. If Patton was being honest, he actually preferred the Disney movies over whatever Remy would have inevitably chosen.

Despite there not being any caffeine in the cookies they ate, Jimmy insisted upon bouncing between sitting on the couch with Patton and in the recliner with Evan every 30 minutes or so. This had been going on for 2¼ movies and didn’t show signs of stopping. He’d just jumped onto Patton without warning, causing Patton to jerk and accidently knock over a bowl of popcorn into Remy’s lap. Remy just laughed, looking over at Jimmy with a smile and that’s when Evan broke.

“What would you do?” he asked.

Remy blinked over at him, one hand still distractedly brushing popcorn off of his front.

“In the doctor thing or whatever,” Evan clarified.

Remy didn’t move from his seat in the armchair next to the couch, instead just folding his hands together over the popcorn in his lap. He calmly explained from across the living room with Lady and the Tramp running in the background every part of a normal doctor’s check-up. Then he explained about wanting to take a look at his burn scars as well as do a couple of X-rays.

“How would you do the X-rays?” he asked suspiciously.

Remy smiled slightly and tapped the edges of his sunglasses. “There’s a reason I wear sunglasses inside,” he said.

“You have a superpower,” Evan said, something odd in his tone.

“X-ray vision. Believe it or not, that’s not why I’m becoming a doctor.”

Evan bit his lip. “You can… do the first few things. We’ll see about the rest.”

“Alright kid,” Remy agreed easily. “Pat, you have a thermometer and blood pressure cuff, yeah? Can you get those for me?”

“Sure,” Patton said, gently pushing Jimmy off of his lap and walking to the main bathroom to grab what Remy had requested. When he returned, Remy had stood and crossed to kneel next to Evan’s chair and Jimmy had abandoned the couch to sit on his armrest.

“There was also a stethoscope,” Patton said. He set the instruments on the side table and then quickly backed off to give Evan some space and sat on the couch again.

“Thanks Pat,” Remy said without looking at him. He was careful not to crowd Evan, giving him the thermometer to take his temperature himself and asking him to tilt his head so he could flash a penlight in his ear instead of guiding it to the side himself like doctors usually did when Patton got checkups. Evan even allowed him to put the stethoscope under his shirt to listen to his breathing.

“Okay,” Remy said once he was done with that. “We’re done with that part. Up to you if you want me to do the rest.”

Evan hesitated. He glanced over at Jimmy. “Fine,” he said after a moment. “You can look at the burns.

“You’ll have to take your shirt off,” Remy said.

“Right.”

“Would you like a blanket to cover up the rest of you?” Patton offered.

Evan glanced at him. “I… Yes, I would.”

Patton nodded and grabbed one of the blankets on the back of the couch. He walked it over to him and handed it over. He took it and wrapped it around himself before starting to squirm out of his shirt from underneath it.

“Okay,” he said after he was finished. Patton could see the stress at his vulnerability growing in his eyes.

“It’s on your back, right?” Remy asked, his voice gentle.

“Yeah,” he said.

“Alright. I’m going to touch your shoulder,” Remy soothed. When Evan nodded, he reached out and slowly pulled the blanket away from his back. The acid burn scar there was much worse than the one on his face, deeper and more widespread. It made Patton’s chest ache to think about the pain that injury had caused when it had happened, especially if it was bad enough that it still hurt him now. “Okay?” Remy made sure.

“Yeah,” Evan answered.

Remy nodded and leaned forward, his fingertips just brushing the skin on the child’s back. The second their skin touched, they both jumped. “Interesting,” Remy said, surprised.

Patton’s eyes were glued on what had startled them both. A soulmark had filled in on Evan’s back right in the middle of the deepest part of the burn. It looked like nothing Patton had ever seen before. Before he and Remy had touched, Patton hadn’t been able to see that there had ever been a soulmark there. Whatever had been used across his shoulders had seemingly completely erased it, but now there was an emerald blot of color, twisted and distorted by the burn, but still definitely there. Whatever shape it was meant to be before was indiscernible, but the way the color subtlety popped out against his dark skin was still incredibly beautiful.

“I…” Evan twisted around to try to look at the soulmark in confusion, “didn’t know you could get a soulmark that was burnt off.”

“You can’t,” Remy said. He squinted at Evan and then at Patton, “but I guess you’re weird kid.”

Evan’s eyes flickered up to him. “You’re the other half of this equation,” he pointed out, “so what does that make you?”

“Eh,” Remy replied with a smile. “I already knew I was weird.”

Evan smiled tentatively back. He seemed to be calmed by the fact that Remy was his soulmate, contrary to how he’d felt when he’d learned Patton was his soulmate. Patton was a bit surprised, but he guessed it made sense considering a friendship soulmark didn’t give Remy any legal rights to him unlike a parental one. His fear was about control, Patton had surmised by the way he’d acted and the things he’d said, about autonomy. He felt Patton was a threat to that, but Remy was not one.

“I’m going to continue looking, okay?” Remy said, laying a hand on his shoulder again. Evan allowed it and Remy kept looking at the burns through his glasses still. He asked questions about how much and when they hurt, and then sat back after a few minutes. “How about the X-rays.”

Evan took a breath. “Yeah, why not?”

Remy nodded and took off his sunglasses. He spent a few minutes looking at Evan, asking him to move into certain positions every so often. Eventually he put the sunglasses back on and sat back.

“I’m going to be straight with you kid,” Remy finally said. “Are you a shapeshifter?” The tension that had left him after learning Remy was his soulmate returned full force. “It’s alright if you are,” Remy placated. “I won’t do anything or tell anyone outside of this room, but I haven’t heard much about impaired thermoregulation in anyone without a brain or spine injury unless they were shapeshifters. That combined with your bone growth irregularity imply you’ve been using shape-shifting too much.”

Evan did not seem inclined to answer, his eyes on his knees. Jimmy did not have the same reluctance. “Yes, he is,” Jimmy said.

“You’re a dick, Jimmy,” Evan grumbled.

“You probably shouldn’t teach him that,” Patton tried.

“He taught me most of it,” Evan replied with an eyeroll.

“I know all of the bad words!” Jimmy declared, cheerfully. He held up a finger as though starting to count. “Cu-”

“No, no,” Patton quickly cut him off. “I believe you.”

Evan seemed amused at least, his mind evidently taken off his powers for the moment.

Remy snorted a bit himself. “You are a character, aren’t you?” he asked.

“That’s a nice way of putting it,” Evan said.

Remy reached out to pat Jimmy on the head, and really Patton shouldn’t have been surprised when they both jolted a bit.

“Cool!” Jimmy enthused. “I have a doctor soulmate. Can you X-ray me, like with a real X-ray machine not with your weird eyes? I want to see my insides! Then can you label all of my bones for me?!”

Remy snorted. “I reiterate: a character.”

“I don’t know what ‘reiterate’ means!” Jimmy declared proudly.

“Say something again,” Remy informed him. He glanced down at his arm. “Huh,” he said. “That one wasn’t there yesterday,” he said. There was one on the back of his hand almost at his wrist, meaning it was somewhere between an older brother and an uncle relationship. Jimmy likely had one higher on his arm.

“You didn’t notice?” Patton asked.

“Bitch please,” Remy waved him off. “I woke up 5 minutes before I had to leave for my exam and came right here.”

“Remy, can you please not…”

“He almost said the ‘c’ word Patty. I think they’re a lost cause.”

Patton frowned, unhappily, but decided to let it slide for now.

Remy turned back to Evan, still smiling softly. “So,” he said. “I’m guessing you’ve been using your shapeshifting a lot.”

Evan nodded.

“Well, doctors typically recommend that people don’t shapeshift much until their around 14,” Remy informed him. “Mostly because overextending it can cause some problems. How old are you?”

“Twelve,” Evan answered after a beat of hesitation.

“Alright,” Remy said. “That’s a little bit young… and I can tell you’ve been doing it for a while. You’ve honestly messed up a bit of your growth process.”

Evan looked at his lap, not saying anything.

“I don’t blame you,” Remy said. “I don’t think you probably wanted to do all of that, which means you probably had to. You’re obviously a survivor, but it does pose some issues moving forward.”

“So, should he try to stop shapeshifting?” Patton asked.

“It would actually be worse if he doesn’t use it at all at this point,” Remy replied. He turned to Evan who was still not looking at him. “There are exercises I can give you. For now, you should only do those twice a day and no other shapeshifting. After a couple of weeks, you can start using it a bit outside of that, but no full shifts and not for more than a few minutes at a time. That should get your body heat to regulate more normally.”

Evan did not look happy with this prospect. “I’ll try,” he said dubiously.

“I guess that’s all I can really ask,” Remy said with a sigh. “The bone growth would take more to fix. More physical therapy with your shape shifting as well as without. Some of it’s probably permanent damage.”

Evan shrugged. “I’d figured,” he said a bit bitterly.

“It will be alright though,” Remy assured, putting his hand on Evan’s knee.

Evan looked up at him and Patton could see exactly what he was thinking. The being able to not shapeshift at all for two weeks. The extended physical therapy necessary to even start to fix the bone growth irregularities. Those things depended on having somewhere safe to do so. It depended on staying with Patton, and Evan still wasn’t sold on that.

“Of course,” Evan said, and Patton could tell he was lying.

Patton would need to do his best to convince him to stay. A lot more was on the line than he’d thought.

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Part 7

[wisherbysharlight]

WHAT IF... SANDERS SIDES BUT MAKE IT A TROPEY TEEN BEACH AU

Endgame!LAMP. Dukeceit, Remile

Just 2k stream of consciousness words from a plunny that grew legs TW for v slight underage drinking, one joking mention of violence, and a non-specific discussion of intrusive thoughts

-Janus has just moved there because his parents wanted to start a new "adventure" and he is a Stereotypical Teenager. Very "ugh MOM I wanna go back to my FRIENDS for my LAST SUMMER BEFORE COLLEGE"(most of his friends suck. He should not spend time with them. He does not know this)

His Parents buy him a surfboard and tell him to try it out as a way to get him to Shut Up

Hes a Skater Boy(cue music) so he picks it up super fast from like,,, youtube videos

 -He gets told to Get a Job if he wants to like, keep buying surf gear?

All the local kids work at like one restaurant/yacht club type place right on the beach

Janus gets hired as a host

 -Logan is a beach badge checker, Patton, Roman, and Remus are beachfront restaurant waiters but Roman just Really Wants To Surf, Emile and Virgil are Lifeguards, and Remy is a bartender

 -Janus is Very Good At Customer Service because Fake Smiles

Patton recognizes this Immediately

He shows him the Rage Closet which is a tiny room with an arm chair that locks from the inside where you can punch a pillow on your break when it gets to be Too Much

-Janus is Attached now and there is no getting rid of him

Patton Fully Endorses this and introduces him to the rest of the group

Janus Knows Immediately that LAMP is In Love but says nothing because he aint no snitch

-Remus surfs, but he also always wear a thong while doing it

Roman wears a full wetsuit and somehow still gets Board Rash. Remus is somehow immune and it infuriates him

 -Janus, not knowing that the twins live right on the beach cuz they are RichTM: Hey Ree I kinda wanna learn how to surf would you be able to teach me 

Remus, who religiously watches Janus surf every morning, but is absolutely willing to play this game: Yeah absolutely

Patton, later: “lets rinse off at the twins they’re right here” Janus: theyre.... What?!

 -Meanwhile, elsewhere, Virgil and Roman are double teaming Logan to drag him into the water with them cuz he’s pouting about losing a debate with their manager about how he didn’t really be mean to the dudebro who wanted to get his buddies onto the beach without paying, he was just enforcing the rules. And if the dude was so offended by Logan’s Very Accurate Dragging that he complained to management then, well, that’s his problem not Logan’s

 -Logan is never without a book. Ever. And its always a different book. Janus is starting to think he owns a library

One day he is just... reading a Physics textbook. Not taking notes or anything. Just reading. 

Roman is Very Very Alarmed by this because he is Gay and Math is Scary

"Roman I'm also gay that is not a determining factor"

"Yeah but you can't drive"

"...fair"

 -the first time janus has a shift with the twins, he cant stop staring, not just because hes like,,, super attracted to Remus but also because they are like Chaos Incarnate and yet somehow get the most tips??? He doesn't understand???

It's just cuz they are both Huge Flirts and Flatterers and the patrons dont care that they're not-so-subtly beating the shit out of each other right there on the dining floor because theyre just so charming

 -one of the bartenders gets aggressively snapped at by a customer and called "sweetheart" and before Janus can even begin to react Remy is there, sunglasses off, fire in his eyes, telling them to settle their bill and get the fuck out

Janus, used to City Restaurants- "Wont you get in trouble with the owner?!"

Remy, who knows Nothing Else But This- "What?? Not likely I only did it cuz Thomathy wasnt here to do it himself"

 -the restaurant is closed Monday and Tuesday so that is the Pseudo Weekend for the staff where everyone hangs out at the beach

Emile and Virgil take Tuesdays off but still work Monday’s cuz they feel better being the one watching over their friends

 -Roman, staring at Virgil on the lifeguard stand: ugh he’s so pretty I almost wish I was drowning just so he could give me cpr 

Janus: you wanna potentially get your ribs broken just for lip contact? 

Remy, staring at Emile on the lifeguard stand: listen, if that’s what it takes, I’ll take it

Remus, immediately going up to the lifeguard stand because he has 0 impulse control: hey my brother and cousin want you to break their ribs 

Virgil and Emile: excuse me?????

 -Patton will literally spend hours in the water. Logan physically drags him out to put sunscreen on him every two hours to the minute. Patton does not admit that he purposely "forgets" just so Logan will do so

Logan is Dark and has never used sunscreen ever but Patton is so pale and he just gets so concerned about him. Patton thinks its adorable

He has pages of research on proper spf determination.

Roman and Remus use spf 15 just on their faces and have never once burned in their lives

Logan wants to submit them for scientific study because that shouldnt be possible

Virgil calls Logan out on the fact that he also should be wearing sunscreen and Logan like... blue screens he cant believe in all his research he missed that

 -Patton is like... a ridiculously strong swimmer. Virgil still has a heart attack every time he goes for laps when there is the slightest hint of an undertow

Patton Knows This so he tries to stay in Virgil's sight line for the most part if there is an undertow. Or just dives over the waves again and again.

His nickname is Ariel. He thinks its just cuz of the swimming and the fact hes a red head. LAP all separately also tack on that its the swimming, the red hair, and the hnng pretty 10/10 would follow out to sea ala Prince Eric

 -first beach bonfire Janus goes to Remy is Fully In Emile's Lap like... half an hour in

he has had like maybe a sip of a beer

Remus says he still claims this is because he is a Clingy Drunk

no one will call him on it, least of all Emile

 -there is truth or dare. Roman may or may not skinny dip you have no proof

 -Logan gets infuriated that he cannot roast a marshmallow properly

Patton does it perfectly every single time but its ok cuz he shares and Logan eats it right from his fingers and Roman and Virgil are just in the background Trying and Failing not to be the Most Jealous

Patton thinks theyre upset they didn't get marshmallows and makes some for them too and there is lots of Significant Eye Contact involved

Janus is going to spontaneously combust if they don't get their shit together

 -Janus is out walking on the beach one night on a full moon cuz he cant sleep with everything so quiet around here when he sees a bright green patch out in the water and goes ...wait

he calls out to Remus and he comes into shore and is like "waves are perfect at night you should join me" so janus goes back and gets his board and they surf and chat for like the entire night

Janus finds out Remus couldn't sleep cuz intrusive thoughts were keeping him awake

Janus listens and doesn't judge, just lets Remus talk it out

They go back to shore and fall asleep on the sand next to each other like mid sentence still talking, now about whatever creative business idea Remus had, and get woken up by Logan's morning rounds like "come on guys you know you're not allowed to sleep out here" but they dont care theyre both just *blushing emoji*

-Logan Always Has A Notebook right? And a regular book he reads. And everyone assumes they are like Notions and Observations, but no, it’s actually blank paper and he uses it to sketch and then one day he leaves it behind and someone either Virgil or Patton finds it and flips through it and it’s all sketches of them and Roman and they’re like??? Actually really good? Anyway that’s how they find out Logan is actually minoring in art even though he’s majoring in something Very STEM 

And he never told his best friends because like almost all his pre college art is Them and he doesn’t want to be caught having Feelings and by the time it gets to college it’s been too long and he can’t tell them now 

Roman takes one of the sketches of him surfing and makes it his profile picture on All Social Media He Has and Logan is so flustered he nearly breaks his damn phone

Patton is so offended he didn’t get invited to Logan’s first showcase that he doesn’t talk to him for like two whole hours 

Virgil quietly asks if there is any art of all four of them, finds out there is, and makes a print and keeps it on his bedside table

 -They are all Pining Outwardly Now and its Worse

 -Remus : you have known them since pre-k please ask them out I beg of you 

Roman: You just dont get it 

Remus: I asked Janus out after 4 weeks what is your problem

 Emile: Virgil, I love you, you are my Partner in Anti-Drowning but you are so stupid 

Virgil: What???? All I said is that you and Remy are really cute and I'd love to be in a relationship like that 

Emile: I am not a violent person, Virgil, but I have the strong urge to smack you

 Patton, in the Rage Closet: They're all just so hOT and ReSPEctFUL 

Janus, waiting for his turn, trying to act like he cant hear him: I Am Looking Elsewhere

 Logan: I just don't understand why they were more upset that I didn't tell them than that I'd been making art of them for years?? Shouldn't that second part be worse??

Remy, who has been partial to Every Single One Of AMP Waxing Poetic About Logan: Yeah, no idea /s

 -the twins get into a surfing competition as a pair and everyone goes to see them and support them

Thomas airs the competition on every tv in the restaurant cuz he’s Proud of his Bois

They WIN cuz they are Creative and Talented and came up with all sorts of crazy tricks while they were fucking around in the water but it earns them Major Bonus Points for originality

 -Roman does the run off the podium and into Love’s arms trope with just like... whoever’s closest lets go Patton because he is a Waif and forced himself up front so he can see

The other two are Devastated because well shit but then Roman pushes through the crowd, still holding Patton’s hand, and gives them this smile and is like “remember in like second grade when we said we’d do everything together and made a pact on this beach”

Analogical: uhhhhhh yeah

Roman: holding you both to it. No take backs. This counts. Now kiss me, dammit, we WON and they DO MANY TIMES AND ITS REAL CUTE

 -Meanwhile dukeceit have Mysteriously Disappeared and No One wants to be the ones to go find them. They show back up, eventually. Janus has a branch in his hair and remus' hair is sticking straight up and when he opens his mouth roman glares at him and tells him in no uncertain terms that they do not want to know

 AnYWaY these are my children and I will gladly answer any questions about them. I left out Janus Backstory and Creativitwins Angst and Many Individual LAMP Scenes and Remile/Dukeceit getting together and Epilogue but can absolutely provide such things on request

[themysteryofwriting]

Masterpost

Sanders Sides OneShots

What Happened Before Accepting Anxiety - what I think happened that caused Virgil to sink out

The Creativity Split -my interpretation of the Split.  Warning for slight U!Pat and gaslighting

Analogical Clothes Prompt - some fluffy Analogical with Logan stealing Virgil’s clothes

Moceit No Mom prompt - fluffy Moceit prompt with a bit of demiboy Patton or Patton in a skirt where Patton is oblivious til the end

Royality short Pat prompt - no further explanation needed

Can’t You See It - Analogical One Shot. Virgil wants the others to know about how loving Logan is...and that he’s a giant memelord.  Is that so bad?  Hints of background Roceit And Remus being himself

Who say you have to leave your past behind you - my first one shot with Rachel. Some stuff has changed about her since this but it has a special place in my heart.  Hinted at Past U!Pat and Remus being himself. Dee speaks in lies ofc.

This is the Worst Ending - oh boy.  okay this is what I call my angst :tm: If you are senstive to any of the following: don’t read Unsympathetic Patton, multiple major character deaths, blood, Sayori like scene, string imagery, gore, depression, brainwashing, emotional manipulation,murder, strangulation, eating disorder(kinda), stabbing, gaslighting There was a part 2 but......it didn’t last long, i wasn’t proud of it

Puppet!Ray Origins - the first part of my fnaf au! (i literally only have this part and the end so far).  Warnings for U!Pat (he’s Afton), along with child death. However some cute Logan and Ray interactions

Puppet!Ray: End of Everything: continuation of FNAF AU.  This time the Henry scene at the end of FNAF 6.  The fic I got to use the tag ‘is it still fluff if everyone dies’ on.  TW: Hinted Unsympathetic Patton because of who he replaces

And They Were Roommates - a hurt/comfort fic writen for the sanders gift exchange last year.  LAMP fic, nonbinary Dee, college AU, supportive boyfs all around

Prinxiety Prompt - takes place post DWIT, Virgil and Roman talking/flirting

Moxiety, Mobster Patton - again, nuff said.  no death, actually pretty fluffy for the prompt.  maybe a little kidnapping?

Movie Night: cute fluffy LAMP

Logan Prevents A Murder: QPP Analogical, Virgil debating murdering Roman

The Bane of Protectiveness: Ray was there when Roman....and she couldn’t stop him   TW: Suicide, Self-deprecation, self-hatred

MM3: The Murder: based of a Murder Mystery from a discord server, how Talyn’s death played out  TW: death, murder, vomiting, planned murder, drugging a drink, Unsympathetic Logan

How Ray Became Anxiety: Little clip from an au of mine where Ray becomes anxiety, along with keeping protectiveness. TW: character death, Virgil ducks out, Patton and Roman are jerks

Fighting the Dragon Witch isn’t Therapy: after POF, Roman will do anything to prove himself  TW: Temporary Major Character Death

Random Fandom One Shots

Peter Meets Angel - short one shot about my oc meeting Peter (Marvel)

Mitsue Goes Off:  Mitsue was already having a bad day, so when the LOV kidnaps her, she’s going to give them a piece of her mind (MHA)

We Have Mic - Mic gets kidnapped, Aizawa has something to say bout that (MHA)

Scar to Remember - Overhaul left a mark on Mitsue (MHA)

Demise Of A Gamer (DR) - Chp5 of SDR2 from Chiaki’s Pov

Friends Protect Each Other- Tubbo goes to visit Tommy during his exile...and finds Dream with him  TW: manipulative Dream

Original Writing

Saving The Moon - a short story I wrote for a contest a few years back

Never Trust A Newbie- short story written for a writing camp

The Hug Wizard- if you know, you know

Spiritfarer Hug Wizard: o w o

Soulmates Don’t Have to Be Romantic (finished :D )

my platonic soulmates series, starring my oc Ray

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Soulmate GC

Based off my soulmate story, a gc with the members messing w/ each other. Crack fic.

Chp 1

Chp 2

Bad Things Happen Bingo

The Collector - Logan collects people. TW: U!Logan, Kidnapping, Taxidermy on a person, blunt force trauma, character death, implied use of a date rape drug, major character death

Pressure Doesn’t Always Make A Diamond: Reminding a side for their mistakes was never a good idea.  Especially when they feel guilty about it like Patton did.  TW: Unsympathetic Deceit, Unsympathetic Logan, constant guilt-tripping, self-hatred, self-deprecation, blaming someone for something that isn’t their fault 

 He’s Not Yours: Patton’s parents....aren’t the best  TW: emotional abuse, yelling, numbness

Keeping Them Pure: Patton just wanted to make sure his kiddos wouldn’t get corrupted by those nasty dark sides  TW: Unsympathetic Patton, Kidnapping, Forced holding, chains

The Past Can Haunt You: Remus keeps getting left by those he cares about  TW: Abandonment, Self deprecation, Childhood Trauma,  the split, implied unsympathetic light sides

Snakes Don’t Like the Cold: Dee is part snake...so what happens when he gets trapped in a freezer  TW: Unsympathetic Roman, locked in a freezer, hypothermia

All It Takes Is One Mistake: It’s very easy for the Ego to crack  TW: Roman angst ,cracks, roman needing to talk to people

A Game of Paranoia: Something seems off to Rantaro as he goes through this game

You Just Need a Push to be Good: Patton couldn’t let those dark sides keep corrupting Thomas  TW: Unsympathethic Patton, using shock collars as punishment

‘I’m Fine’ And Other Lies: Introduction of Mitsue, my bnha oc.  Mitsue gets hurt in a fight and doesn’t realize how bad it is until it’s too late  TW: mention of blood, hospitals

They Never Saw It Coming: a small one shot with my own sides.  Warning, the title is a really bad pun.  TW: graphic eye injury

The Collector: What Happened Before: a sort of prequel to The Collector, Patton thinking over what happened TW: hypnotism, mind control, U!Logan

Replaceable?: takes place post POF, Logan’s reaction to what Janus did 

Those Left Behind: Ray was there when Virgil left them

You’ll See: From my given to Overhaul AU: Why Mitsue works with Overhaul  TW: Forced Starvation, Kidnapping, Parents not caring

Why Roman’s Sword Isn’t Allowed In the Common Room: All I’m gonna say is this is not as much as a crack fic as it sounds. TW: stabbing, coughing up blood, fighting

Scar To Remember: Mitsue wasn’t left okay after Overhaul got a hold of her

We Have Mic: Someone kidnaps Mic to get to Aizawa.  TW: Kidnapping

Don’t Hurt Ray Or Else: Even while with the lights, Virgil is going to protect his sister  TW: Morally Grey/Unsympathetic Patton, Outing Someone, not Accepting someone,  Transphobia?, mentions of fighting someone

Even In The Face Of Death, Logan Ignores His Feelings - a day to relax goes wrong when Remus decides to mess with Logan  TW: blood, stabbing

Trapped- Virgil gets kidnapped while out in the imagination.  It doesn’t go well. TW: kidnapping, panic attack, flashbacks, claustrophobia, implied pranking, implied fighting

Who Knew Sleep Paralysis Could Be Deadly?- Talent Swap AU with Makoto and Kyoko  TW: stabby stab, K-nife, sickness, sleep paralysis

Kokichi’s Sacrifice - Kokichi’s POV of Chp 4  TW: major character death, strangulation

A Well Needed Lesson - Byakuya has had enough of the Ultimate Lucky Student, Kyoko responds in return

Oh Look, A Yandere - Mic gets kidnapped by a yandere and has to try to escape TW: Yandere, kidnapping

Bad Things Happen Bingo Part 2: New Card, New Category

To Manipulate A Protector -Orange goes after Virgil? Or is that just a trick? TW: Kidnapping, implied fighting, manipulation, being controlled

Some Apologies Go Nowhere - after chp 4, Kokichi tries to apologize to Shuichi. Key word there is try

No One Noticed...- What if Shiro hadn’t been the only one Replaced? TW: Abandonment, heavy doubt, replaced and not noticed

Of All People Why’d it have to be Deku? - Bakugou and Midoryia switch bodies. Chaos ensues. TW:… cussing I guess?

A Broken Disc- Spoilers for the March 1st Tommyinnit Stream  TW: Major Character Death, Attempted Manipulation, Flashbacks

not again...: Nagito gets kidnapped...again  TW: kidnapping, locked in small place

Goodbye Green- Who ever said the Creativity twins were supposed to be separated?  TW: Morally Grey Patton, having to leave someone you care about

One Step Behind: Phil’s POV of what happened that fateful day  TW: Major Character Death, Stabbing, Bleeding Out, Explosions

Adrien’s Realization

Lila Bashing fic where Adrien finally realizes that ‘Hey what Lila is doing to me isn’t good’

Chp 1-  TW: Unrequited flirting, unrequited crush, Lila hate(?)

Chp 2- TW:Self doubt, bad advice

Another Path

After All Might tells Izuku he can’t be hero, Izuku decides it might be better to take another path to help people. Planned mix of actual story and chat fic

TW: slight All Might bashing

Prologue

Chp 1

Chp 2