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‘You’re not like him you know, I’ve never been scared of you’

Art by @sidespart

Description: After Dealing With Intrusive Thoughts Virgil goes to find Roman.

Warnings: It gets a bit shippy at the end so if you don’t like that stop reading when you get to the dashed line. Slight Logicality mention, and mentions Roman’s wound offhandedly exactly once. Very fluffy.

Story:

“Because I was one of them.”

The shocked look Thomas had was enough to fuel Virgil’s nightmares for weeks. But enough of that, he onew what he had to do. Find Roman.

After a while of walking through the mindscape and questioning Logan and Patton (who seemed to have enough problems already) he saw the door to Roman’s room slightly ajar.

It hadn’t been like that before so he cautiously peaked inside. Nothing could have ever prepared Virgil for the sight in front of him. Roman was just sitting there. On the edge of his bed. Unmoving.

Virgil had never seen him like this, stoic, sad, angry, still. It was an entirely new side of him that Virgil didn’t know how to feel about. He quietly asked if it was okay for him to come in, and Roman slowly nodded.

It was quiet for a while until Roman whispered “Why did you come here?”

Virgil was a bit taken aback by the calm manner of Roman’s words and nonetheless answered “I wanted to check in on you, you didn’t seem to like today’s...” Virgil paused, looking at the floor beneath himself. “Today’s visit.”

Roman softly chuckled, completely devoid of humor. “That’s quite a bit of an understatement, emo.”

“Roman.”

The prince sighed, “Sorry, I just don’t know what to do. I never thought I’d have to see him again.”

Virgil felt the guilt in the pit of his stomach rise. “I’m sorry. I thought I could keep him back. I thought I could fight them both off.” Virgil looked up, tears pooling in his eyes. “I guess I’m just not-“

“Don’t.” Roman spoke up, sounding a bit angry. Virgil’s breath hitched in his throat. “Don’t say that about yourself. You tried your best, we all know that. You shouldn’t hold yourself to these impossible standards.”

“You’re one to talk.”

“I’m being serious, Virgil.”

“So am I! Roman,” Virgil slowly reached out for Roman’s hand. When did I get in front of him? “You’re smart, funny, kind, honest, and, creative. I mean you are creativity so I guess that makes sense,”

Looking at Roman’s face, realizing what he had said, Virgil sat down next to him. “Roman, look at me. You’re not like him you know, I’ve never been scared of you.” Roman had an indescribable expression on his face as he broke eye-contact with Virgil.

Virgil watched as the man in front of him broke. He started crying, then he was sobbing, with his head in his hands. Virgil got behind him and slowly wrapped his arms around him.

They sat like this for a while, a distorted, comfortable silence. Finally Roman spoke “Thank you.”

Confused, Virgil got back beside him, they turned to face each other and he asked “For what?”

Roman smiled, that intoxicating, innocent, bright, easy, smile that never failed to make Virgil feel those familiar butterflies. “For telling me what I needed to hear. For being with me. For making me feel better.”

It was Virgil’s turn to cry, and Roman held him, all throughout the night. They stayed with each other, on Roman’s bed. When Virgil woke up, his face turned crimson realizing where he was. He got up and went to his room, seeing Logan tending to Roman’s wound.

After a while of thinking about the night before, Virgil went downstairs. Looking in the kitchen, he saw Patton smiling as he cleaned up after breakfast. “What are you thinking about, pops?” Virgil asked with an eyebrow raised.

“Oh! I didn’t notice you come in. Logan and I talked about some stuff last night and uhm...” Patton trailed off, smiling impossibly wide. “He cuddled with me!”

Slightly shocked, Virgil smiled, “That’s great, Pat!”

Virgil started helping Patton clean up, and when they finished he saw Roman standing by the entrance.

In the middle of Patton’s story Virgil became distracted and only became aware when Patton pushed him towards Roman.

“Hey, Iw as wondering if we could go talk?” Roman said uncharacteristically nervously.

“Uh, yeah.” Virgil turned to Patton about to apologize but saw that Logan had already pulled him aside.

“Let’s go.” He turned back to Roman. They walked up to Roman’s room. Which had been turned into spitting image of graveyard from Nightmare Before Christmas.

Roman led Virgil to the too of the hill, and took his hands in his own.

“Virgil, I know we’ve had our differences, and maybe this isn’t the best way to go about it, but I need you to know something.”

Virgil looked in Roman’s eyes skeptically.

“I’ve felt this way for a while but last night brought it out in me.”

Realizing what was about to happen, Virgil out a finger over Roman’s mouth. “Before you continue, let me say something.”

Roman looked more terrified than Virgil had ever seen.

“I don’t think of you the way you think I do. I think I love you. But not in the way I love Logan and Patton. But not exactly that way Gomez loves Morticia, but in the most confusing way ever. It’s not platonic, but it’s not... sexual either. I want to hold your hand, I want to kiss you, but I don’t want to, you know,” Virgil looked back up to Roman’s eyes, and saw him nod.

“So, you’re asexual?” Roman half asked. Virgil nodded.

“I know this probably changes things for you, so I’ll leave you to make your decision.” Virgil started to walk away when he felt a hand on his wrist. Roman turned him around.

“Virgil, that doesn’t change anything for me. I love you, I don’t see you as an object.”

Roman pulled him closer. With a hand on Virgil’s cheek and one on his waist, he smirked down at him.

“As for that kiss, if it’s alright with you,” Virgil nodded slowly. Their lips connected in a sweet, soft, loving kiss. The kind of kiss that practically knocks you out in a way. There were no sparks, no fireworks, no brightly colored decorations, just a homely feeling.

They sat on the hill, talking about what exactly this meant for them. They decided they would go on dates, and if that went well, they would pursue a proper romantic relationship.

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AAA your art is amazing! Can i ask for some Roman angst? Maybe Virgil comforting him? Its okay if not!

‘You’re not like him you know...I’ve never been scared of you’

After ‘dealing with intrusive thoughts’

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Flirting- An Analogical fic based on a comic by the fantastic @illogicallyinclined

Virgil woke to what he decided was the loudest sound he’d ever heard. Turns out Roman dropped the shampoo in the shower. Virgil got up and went downstairs to get some coffee. Unfortunately, Logan, beautiful, smart, wonderful, Logan was standing in the kitchen.

The only problem about Logan being there is well, Virgil kind of sort of might have a bit of crush on him. And of course that is worst case scenario for Virgil. I mean how would someone like Logan ever want anything to do with the anxious, emo mess that is Virgil?

A lot, apparently. (But Virgil doesn’t know that yet)

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Logan started a pot of coffee when he noticed Virgil coming down. He put some bread in the toaster, got out some jam and waited.

As the toaster popped up, he grabbed a plate and a knife. Walked over to the toaster, made his toast. Then he got out some sugar, cream, and his favorite mug.

Virgil knew this because he couldn’t look away. And when Logan recieved the mug from him he made a point to use it every time he could. And many times he said it was his favorite mug.

Just like Roman said, you’ve got to be smooth.

Virgil approached Logan nervously.

“Hey, Lo. You’re really smart. And kind of funny. And not terrible to look at.”

Wow, Virgil real smooth.

“....Thanks?” Logan replied.

“Just saying... how are you single?”

Logan got an almost devious look in his eyes.

“You haven’t asked me out yet.” He said matter-of-fact-ly.

Virgil’s face was redder than Roman’s sash as he processed what had been said.

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~10 years later~

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Virgil woke up to Logan, beautiful, smart, wonderful, Logan smiling down at him. It was the ten year anniversary of Logan fondly calls “Virgil’s extremely obvious confession”. And every time he says it Virgil reminds him that he also confessed that day.

@illogicallyinclined hope you enjoyed! The link to the comic is pasted below!

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Goodnight, specs.

⚠️warning: stab mention, death mention, hospital mention.⚠️

Logan was on the floor, knife in his stomach and he was holding on to his life with an iron grip. Roman realized their hands were together and he decided he needed to get as close to Logan as possible.

“Hey, specs. Just look at me, and everything will be okay. Alright?”

Logan swore he heard the rest if that but the only thing he could comprehend was his favorite nickname. “Specs” what a silly thing to call a person. Where did it come from? Oh yeah! Logan wears spectacles, and specs is a shortened version! Roman explained that last time Logan forgot.

Logan forgets a lot though. So Roman is constantly reminding him of things. Neither of them ever really minded though, Roman found it endearing and Logan found it helpful. But now Logan neded to focus. He didn’t know on what exactly.

There was quite a bit to put his attention on to. Roman’s hair, his breath, the soft look on his face, the way Roman was holding him, how close Roman was, oh! And the stab wound. Logan decided to just focus on Roman, stab wounds aren’t as calming.

Soon enough, there was a shift, and Logan saw a bunch of bright lights. And Roman, helplessly standing in the doors.

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Now you have a choice! Sad ending will be directly below and happy ending will be below that!

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The doctors came out to the waiting room and called for Roman. Walking in to the room, Roman saw the love of his life, who would never come to know of his true feelings, hooked up to a bunch of machines.

After the doctors explained that Logan would only make it through the night, Roman decided to one last thing with him.

“Specs, you know that game we okay all the time?”

“Who are you?”

The doctors mentioned that memory loss was a side-affect.

“I’m your best friend.”

Logan stared blankly. “Patton?”

Ignoring the ache in his heart, Roman nodded. Logan looked happy and that’s all that mattered. After some talking Logan finally seemed to know who he was talking to.

Roman looked at the monitor. Logan’s heart rate was slowing down. Roman smiled sadly.

“Goodnight, specs.”

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I don’t know about you, but I am in physical pain you have no idea how hard that was to write.

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Logan woke uo to a tear-stained Roman, Virgil, and Patton. They all moved to hug him as soon as his eyes opened. As Logan was being told when he could go, what he was able to do, etc. His three friends decided to let Roman talk to him alone first.

Patton and Virgil left the room, and Roman moved his chair a bit closer to the bed.

“Hey, specs. Uh, Patton and Virgil uhm... wanted me to talk to you about something that’s been on my mind lately.”

Logan nodded, and Roman continued.

“You see, specs, I uh, I yhought we lost you. And the thought of not having you around terrified me and it got me thinking.” With a shaky breath, Roman gently enclosed Logan’s hand in his own. “I love you, specs.”

Logan could barely hear him. Everything about this was so uncharacteristic. Instead of loud and proud, he got quiet and humble. As weird and unnatural as it felt, he didn’t hate it.

Before he could filter himself, Logan replied.

“I love you too, angel.”

After they talked for a few hours, a nurse came in to say that visiting hours were over and that Roman had to leave. The nurse was nice and let Roman say goodnight. As Logan began drifting, the last thing he remembered hearing was “Goodnight, specs.”

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Anyway, now that that’s done, hope you enjoyed!

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Lex and Talia

A fanfic about my friend and I

It was just another day in the small town of Boise, Idaho. A little girl hops out of her mom’s car and walks to the playground looking for her best friend. After a few minutes she decided Bethany wasn’t coming.

She decided to walk around looking for something else to do. This is when she came across a girl from her class. The other girl was crying, apparently about a fight she had with her best friend. Basically, she needed someone to play with and the little girl was free.

They played together every day for the rest of their time in Elementary school. They told each other everything. Well, almost everything. You see, that little girl is me. At this point in the story my name is Nicole. But that will change. The other girl was Alexis. But that will change as well.

Around fifth grade I realized I liked girls, but no one else I knew had that problem. So I kept it to myself. This would haunt me later on...

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Lock and key

A logicality fic, Soulmate AU, angst with a happy ending, aromantic! Logan.

Everyone is given a lock and a key at birth. A key to your soulmates heart, and a lock in your heart. However, Logan Croft didn’t have a lock. Just a key. Which would means he can’t love.

Which meams he is destined to hurt his soulmate. This sets him apart from the world.

Patton Foster didn’t have a key. Which means he can’t be loved.

Which means he is destined to be hurt by his soulmate. This sets him apart from the world.

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“Today’s the big day, son! You could meet your soulmate!”

“Dad, I have told you far too many times that the merging doesn’t guarantee my finding a soulmate.”

Larry Croft kneeled next to his son as Logan tied his shoes. “Look at me, it happens for a lot of peope and it can very easily happen to you.”

As Logan walked out to the sidewalk he heard his father yell out.

“Don’t rule it out!”

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“Honey! Are you excited?” Fauna Foster asks her son as she hands him his breakfast.

“To get my heart broken? Of course!” Patton responded with fake enthusiasm.

“Don’t take that tone with me. You remember what to do if they’re a bad person right?”

“Call you and get away. We’ve been over it plenty of times, mom.”

“I love you! Have a good day!” Fauna called after her son.

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“Logan!” Roman called across the cafeteria.

“Why can’t we just stay in the same spot, Roman? You always move around and it males it very difficult to-“

“Shut up! Aren’t you excited?” Roman interrupted woth an eye roll.

“To hurt someone and become the monster everyone thinks me to be? Always!”

“Lo, You’re a good person-“ Romam was cut off by the speaker but Logan new the exact thing that would have comenout of his best friend’s mouth anyway.

“Hello everyone! As you all know, today is the day of the merge! If you find your soulmate be sure to come to the office to register as a couple!”

The curtains began to open and Logan felt sick.

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“Hey, Virge.” Patton said as he sat next to his best friend.

“Hey. You feeling okay? Do you have a plan for the worst? For the best?”

Patton pondered for a moment. “Yes, yes, and...yes!”

“Good.” The speakers came on.

“Hello everyone! As you all know, today is the day of the merge! If you find your soulmate be sure to come to the office to register as a couple!”

The curtains began to open and Patton felt sick.

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People were running in all directions. There were hugs, worried looks, kisses, and crying. Logan didn’t have time for this. He mumbled a quick excuse and went into the bathroom to get away.

Coincidentally, Patton had done the same thing. Except, he had been one of the ones crying. Logan winced at the sound.

“Hello?” Patton’s breath hitched, he wasn’t alone.

“Hi.”

“Are you okay in there?” Logan tried his best to seem caring.

“Just peachy.” Patton retorted bitterly.

“Is it about your soulmate?” Logan asked.

After a long silence, Logan began to panic.

“I’m terrinly sorry if that was too personal to ask. It’s just that I’m having a bit of trouble with my soulmate.” He hesitated. “And maybe we could help wach pther out if you were too.”

Patton quietly opened the stall door. “What trouble are you having?”

Logan weighed his options. Tell the truth and possibly be ridiculed, or run. His mouth decided.

“I don’t have a lock.” The boy who had been crying had a strange expression on his face.

After a while he whispered. “I don’t have a key.”

Logan’s head whipped up. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

The boy held up a finger. “Let’s see if we match. Then we can talk.”

Nervously, Logan took his key and tried to unlock Patton’s heart. It was a success.

“What does this mean?”

“Are you a bad person?”

The two asked simultaneously.

“No?” Logan replied, rather confused with the question.

“Do you know what aromantic means?”

After a long conversation, Logan and Patton had made the ground rules of their relationship and were ready to register.

Later on they would adopt a son, a daughter, and a child who came out as non-binary. They raised them together in an accepring and loving manner.

Logan became an advocate on asexuality and aromantic attraction. He taught everywhere he could and published multiple books.

Patton became a therapist for peole with abnormal situations regarding soulmates. Together, they educated the public.

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“In another life”

A logince fic, major angst, major character death, fluff (in the beginning), soulmate AU.

⚠️death mention⚠️

“In another life, I could be your friend”

Logan listened politely as he waited to hear his friend, Janus, go up in karaoke. Normally, neither of them would be cught dead in a place like this, but now that Janus was dating Patton that all changed. Patton’s friend, Roman had come along as well.

Back to the song being sung currently, a very handsome man in a red and white spirit jacket had the stage. He strangely captivated Logan. As the song came to an end, Patton and Janus began to clap. They hadn’t clapped for anyone else. Why were they clapping now?

That question had been quickly answered when the man walked up to Patton and gave him a hug. Oh no.

Logan mentally sighed as he realized he was going to spend the entire night with an incredibly pretty man. If Logan’s other experiences were anything to go by, this man was not his soulmate.

Just another disappointment, maybe he’ll find “the one” soon.

“Logan! Get over here!” Janus ordered.

“This is Roman. He’s a bit of a poet. I think you two will hit it off.” Patton said in a sing-song voice.

“Hello, I am Logan as I’m sure you have guessed, and I would love to get to know you.” Despite the fact that Logan blushed at the fact he’s a poet, he kept his composure.

“Hello, I am Roman, as I’m sure you have guessed. I would love to get to know you as well.”

And with a simple smile, Roman had Logan’s heart. They ended up going for some coffee the next morning when the subject of soulmates came up.

“Do you think the soulmate thing is real?” Roamn asked with genuine curiosity in his voice.

“Well, the science behind it is fairly ‘solid’,” Logan brought up his hands to make air quotes. “So I don’t see how one could ignore it.”

“Wow, real romantic.” Roman sarcastically commented.

“The only problem,” Logan continued. “is that you have to kiss them to find out.”

“That’s a problem? It makes it interesting!” Roman’s eyes were bigger than the moon.

“And it makes it very anxiety inducing.” Logan argued.

“Now you just sound like Virgil.” Roman sighed.

“And that’s a bad thing? He’s very respectable.” Logan said with a sip of his tea.

Virgil was a mutual friend who. despite his best efforts, had the two most polar opposite of friends meeting.

Logan, an astrophoto-journalist for NASA, and Roman, a self-published poet. Sure they had writing in common, but that’s where the similarities stopped.

“You know, neither of us have found our soulmates. Why don’t we kiss to see if it works?”

“On the very high chance that we aren’t soulmates, we won’t grt any accurate data.”

“Very high chance? Do you find me repulsive or something?” Roman feigned offense.

“Well, there is a rumor that you find your soulmate far more attractive than everyone else.” Logan managed let out without much emotion.

“And you don’t find me attractive?” Roman was mildly offended at this point.

“I do, actually. Very much so if I’m being honest.” Logan choked out.

“Then what’s the problem with- wait you don’t think I find you attractive?” Roman was shocked. This beautiful being in front of him, really thought of himself that way?

“I need to get home soon, why don’t we head over that way?” Logan was already grabbing his coat.

“Wait. Answer the question.” Roman stood in the way.

“Roman, please, just let me go home.”

“Answer the question.” Roman said it slower this time.

“Roman, I-“

“Answer me.”

“Fine! I don’t think you find me attractive. No one ever does! Let alone the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen!”

Logan couldn’t finish his thought as Roman pulled him in for a kiss.

It was true. Taste does exist.

The two fell into a routine throughout the years. Logan would drop Roman off at Starbucks, get a tea, go to work, and then they would share dinner together. Tonight was different. They were going out to a fancy dinner. It was their ten year anniversary. The kids were with their uncles, Remus and Virgil. (Roman’s brother turned out to be Virgil’s soulmate! Weird right?) It all went wrong from here.

They start walking home when they’re being told to get in the alley by a deep voice. The cool metal on Logan’s head was enough to convince them.

It all happened so fast, they handed over their goods, they stayed together. And Logan was still shot.

Roman felt as if he had been shot too. He may as well have been. With no nearby phones the ambulance wasn’t going to work. Logan was losing way too much blood for a hospital to be a good idea.

Roman was in shambles. Faintly, Logan began to sing. The only part Roman managed to hear was

“In another life” He knew immediately what Logan meant by that.

The police were too late. It was hard, but Romam managed to tell Virgil about what had happened. Remus took care of it from there.

It was a small funeral. Just like Logan would want. The tombstone on his grave was simple.

Logan Foster

“In another life”

@softie-sushi @lightning-obsessed is this satisfactory?

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Nope!

Guess the object! If you get it right, I’ll tell you! And if you want more let me know!

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Apple Cider, Crisp Air, and Warm Memories

Apple cider, crisp air, and warm memories.

She forever stays on my mind with these,

For I love her and I can never forget,

The way we were part of a set.

Apple cider, crisp air, and warm memories,

She was standing there swaying in the breeze,

When I realized just how much she means to me,

I should have left before I became we.

Apple cider, crisp air, and warm memories,

The cider is bitter,

The air is far too cold,

The memories are tainted,

Because she left much too early, leaving me alone.

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Virgil suggested that they got some breakfast so that Logan at least did something healthy. Logan agreed to take a shower while Virgil got everything ready.

“Hey Pat, how’s your morning going?”

“Great, kiddo! Where’s Logan?”

“Oh, he’s just taking a shower. He didn’t sleep again last night.”

“Did you follow through with our plan?”

“Yeah! It didn’t work, though. He just kept working.” Virgil’s eyeshadow got a bit darker as his thoughts raced.

Patton took note of this and started forming an idea. “Virgil, do you mind if we go somewhere a littke more private?” Patton suggested while looking over at Logan and Roman.

Successfully being pulled out of his thoughts, Virgil replied “Uh, sure. Why are y-“

Patton grabbed Virgil’s arm and pulled him towards his room.

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After some convincing, Virgil agreed to Patton’s new plan. He would tackle Logan onto a bed and not let go.

“Logan, go get ready for bed.”

“Virgil, I already told you I have an essay to finish I won’t be going to bed until at least 1:00.”

“No. Go get ready and go to bed. Your essay can wait.”

“No, it can’t. I’ve explained this plenty of times, Virgil.” Logan’s voice was getting louder.

“It isn’t due for a week!” Virgil was slowly getting angrier.

“And I have many other projects to work on. Why do you even care if I go to sleep right now?” Logan was practically yelling at this point.

“Because I love you!” Virgil shouted.

Logan just stared at him and the anxiety started to kick in. Virgil started rambling.

“Look, I know we’ve only officially been together for a month, but I know that I love you. And it’s okay for you to bot say it back. I understand that you might not be ready. But, I needed to say it. I’ve never felt this way before.” Virgil shifted.

“You’re the only person I can imagine being with forever. Every second of every day, I could never grow tired of you. The way your eyes light up when you make a bew discovery. The way you can go on and on about your favorite topics. I even love how easily you get frustrated with small things.” Virgil smiled thinking about all the things he loved about Logan.

“I love you so much and I can’t lose you. Please say something. Anything.” Virgil pleaded.

Logan had started crying.

“Logan, what’s wrong?”

Logan was silent.

“Logan?”

“I- I had no idea you felt that way, I would have said something sooner. Virgil, I love you, I really do-“

“But not that way, right?”

“No! I do love you! I just,” He sighed, knowing what was about to come.

“There’s something you need to know.”

“L, you can tell me anything. I’ll always love you.”

“I’m asexual.”

Suddenly, it all made sense. Why Logan didn’t want to sleep in the same bed as Virgil. Why he was determined to stay up around him.

“Logan, I-“

“Stop. I already know what you’re going to say. I understand. We can still be friends.”

“Logan. I want to be with you. I don’t care that you’re ace. I love you. Not just your body. I want to stay with you. As long as you’ll have me.”

Virgil hugged Logan and wiped the tears off his face. He set Logan’s glasses on the bightstand and grabbed his pyjamas.

“Go put these on. And we can talk about it when you get back.”

Their relationship now stronger than ever, the two talked long into the night.

I had idea may write it into a story later. Analogical.

Virgil walked into Logan room blanket wrap around himself. Logan was at his desk typing away.

"Logan come to bed" Virgil said then yawn "it midnight"

"Sorry star shine I need to finish this paper before 9am"

"Get up"

"No I got to work" Virgil grab the back of the chair shaking it till logan got up.

"Find I'll just stand while I work happy" Virgil laughed he wanted Logan to go to bed but he knew that wasn't going to happen so he hop into the chair and patted his lap.

Logan just looked at him "what?"

"Well I know your not going to bed any time soon and I need cuddles so just sit in my lap ans I'll snuggle you while you work"

"I'm not that light Virgil"

"Oh please. I've had remus and roman both pin me down at the same time I'll be fine"

Logan sat down hesitantly Virgil wrap his arms around Logan once Logan relaxed he kissed the baxk of Logan neck. Loagn giggle a little but keep working.

Virgil being exhausted soon feel asleep.

Logan was typing when he heard Virgil say something.

"Can you repeat that dear?" When he didn't heard anything he stoped typing only to hear Virgil softy shor. With a smile he got back to typing.

Virgil's eyes open this was a weight on him and something warm he was cuddling. Thinking Logan was just laying on top of him he just pulled him closer after a min he realized something. He wasn't laying he was sitting then he remember what happen right before he fall asleep. He listen and could hear typing.

"Logan honey what time is it?"

The typing stop.

"Logan"

"It 10am"

"Loagn! Have you sleep at all"

"...."

"Logan you can't keep pulling all nighters"

"I didn't want to wake you"

"Bull shit you just wanted to work. Probably didn't even know it was morning till you saw the sunlight coming in"

"....Your right"

Virgil signed "what I'm i going to do with you"

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So, I took this and kinda ran with it. Here you go.

A Wink and an Impulse

Sitting in their little college dorm, Logan looked at Virgil a little weird. When Virgil finally realized something was up, he moved a bit closer to his best friend of nine years.

“Virgil, before you say anything, I need to get something off my chest.”

A little taken aback, Virgil prompted him to go on. “I think I might have romantic feelings for someone.” Seeing as Virgil hardly reacted, Logan continued. “One of our friends, and I don’t know what to do.”

Virgil looked a bit sceptic, and quickly reminded Logan that Patton was his.

“I know, I like Roman.”

Virgil just stared blankly. “You know he’s straight, right?” It came out of his mouth before he knew what to do.

“Oh. Didn’t he go to pride last year?”

“He’s trans, Lo.”

“Didn’t he also have a boyfriend?”

Virgil decided to go with it, he felt kinda bad but he already ruined Logan. Besides, this was kind of fun.

“It was an experimental thing, he told us that.”

“He did? When?”

“Must have been when you were to focused in falling in love.”

“What? I’m not in love with him. It might not even be a romantic thing, you know how I am with emotions.”

“Whatever, good luck!” Virgil shouted as he started running to Patton’s place down the hall to tell him hiw badly he messed up.

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The next few weeks went by like clockwork, save for the few times Roman looked at Logan directly. That had absolutely destroyed the love stricken robot.

Logan had to act normal until Roman winked at him. He winked. At him. How in the whole wide world can you recover from a gorgeous boy winking at you? If a little wink like that sent him over the edge, Logan needed to do something.

“Hey, Roman! Can I talk to you for a bit?”

“Uh, yeah. Sure. What’s up?”

“I have romantic feelings for a man I believe to be straight. What should I do?”

Roman looked dejected as he answered “I think you should tell him, to get closure. And who knows? Maybe he’s just in the closet.” Roamn started to walk away but stopped when he heard Logan say:

“Maybe. Roman, I have romantic feelings for you. I know Virgil told me that you’re straight, but-“

“You think I’m straight?!” Roman yelled with a look of pute disbelief on his face. “I had a boyfriend for three months. I went to pride!”

“Well, in my defense you are trans.”

“I had a rainbow flag.”

“You could have been doing it in alliance.”

“I kissed a guy.”

“Maybe you were just trying to prove a point, you are very theatrical.”

“And I thought me being so theatrical was kind of a gay stereotype, but apparently you can’t read in between the lines.”

“I hate stereotypes. You know that. Besides I just told you that I have romantic feelings for you. Isn’t that a little more important?”

“Yeah sure, I like you too. But you thought I was straight?”

“Virgil told me you were about a month ago, so I thpught he was just saving from inevitable heartbreak.”

“Virgil told you I’m straight?”

“Yes, I thought that was obvious.”

“That little fu-“

“Hey, don’t talk bad about him.”

“Also, you said that you like me?”

It was now Roman’s turn to panic. Logan was now smirking at him and had stolen all of Roman’s confidence.

“Well, I mean- I do, but I don’t- I like you.” Roman stuttered with as much finesse as a newborn deer on ice.

“Roman, may I kiss you?”

“What?”

The confidence drained from Logan as he defended himself.

“Isn’t that what people with mutual romantic feelings do?”

“Sometimes, yeah.”

They looked at each other sheepishly until Roman couldn’t take it anymore. He surged froward and pulled Logan down by his tie.

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That was seven years ago. The two “love birds” (as Patton called them) were in the living room of their apartment, slow dancing to Ed Sheeran. They’ve been together through all of those seven years. All because of one wink and an impulse.

Let me know if you like it! I’d be happy to take writing requests btw.

Ts Sides Fanfic Idea

This would be a human au or just not a Thomas-verse au but someone tells someone that’s crushing on like Roman that Roman is straight -as a joke- cuz u know he’s the the furthest thing from straight

But then the person that’s told that believes it and they mention it back to the original person who’s like “yeah right” before realizing they’re serious and actual believe Ro is straight and just break down laughing

I feel like Logince would be rly cute here but go with whatever ship u want!!! Pictured the friend as Remy but that could fit a lot of them :)))

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Pranks and Romance

By Nicole T.

Mr. S was a very kind man. This made Mr. Tonully very angry. You see, the two were neighbors. Mr. S brought over a basket of gifts when Tonully moved in. It was a very cold day, December 10th, to be exact. Tonully had just gotten his belongings from the moving company he hired. Mr. S saw that he had a new neighbor and quickly threw together a basket full of muffins, cookies, coffee, tea, and hot chocolate.

He walked right over to his future friend’s house. With a brisk knock on his door, Tonully dramatically opened the door. When he saw that his next door neighbor was trying to make nice with him, his face fell. Tonully is a bit of an introvert and doesn’t really like people trying to get him to open up. Out of spite, Tonully made a vow to himself not to befriend the man before him.

This was proving difficult. Mr. S tried his absolute best to be nice to the bitter Tonully. He even invited him over for dinner on Christmas day! Tonully knew what he needed to do in order to keep himself guarded. Childish pranks.

This brings us to the present. After devising a brilliant plan, Tonully was ready to execute. He had invited Mr. S over for dinner. When Mr. S arrived, Tonully shook his hand and acted as the perfect gentleman. At the end of the night, Tonully brought out a special cake. They were sitting at the coffee table in the living room. It was a very peaceful scene. The moonlight coming in through the window mixed with the dim light from the lamp made for a very soft aura. Tonully found himself not wanting to disturb the calm man sitting on the couch. No! He had to.

But that soft smile, the curly hair, the look in his deep brown eyes. It was hard for some reason. Tonully pushed through and offered to let Mr. S cut the cake, as a symbol of friendship. The cake blew up and got frosting everywhere the second the knife went in. The classic balloon cake had been a success. Instead of being mad however, Mr. S laughed. He laughed so brightly and loudly, Tonully suddenly felt a weird sort of warmth in his chest. Mr. S seemed to spring into life. This launched a full on prank war.

Mr. S set up a bucket of water over Tonully’s gate and heard a yell in the middle of the afternoon. The next day, he found a huge spider in his kitchen and freaked out. He called Tonully to help him. Tonully picked up the spider and flung it at Mr. S.

“What are you doing?” He screamed.

“Look at it closer, nervous Nancy.” Tonully said with a smirk.

Smoothing himself out, Mr. S looked down at the spider to see that it was made of plastic. He sheepishly looked back up at Tonully and felt a tug at his chest. Tonully had untucked his shirt and started chuckling. When he wiped off his glasses his shirt lifted a bit and Mr. S was forced out of his thoughts. Tonully’s phone had gone off and he had to pick up his niece from school. Mr. S was already working on a plan.

This would go on for a few more months and eventually the two became very close and now knew various ways to enter the other’s house. Tonully had finally opened up to Mr. S and even excitedly told him of a date he would be going on. Mr. S found himself feeling jealous. He never thought he would be the type to get jealous of a man having a date. He decided he just needed to try dating again to get rid of this feeling.

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Tis a bit rough around the tweening, but!!! Purp Boy!!!

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