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sandersidesbigbang · 2 days
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Hello! I am signed up as a writer and was wondering if I was allowed to post on tumblr about my fic. If I’m not, that’s okay, but I keep wanting to and then stopping myself because I’m not sure if I am allowed. Just looking for some clarity. Thank you!
Hi there!
We accept and encourage teasers (if you need a word cut-off, no more than about 100 words), but nothing more than that.
Additionally, please don't post anything about the lore of your fic/loredumps, either.
We don't want you to spoil your awesome fics before the end of the big bang, after all!
Hope that answers your questions. But let us know if you'd like anything else clarified!
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sandersidesbigbang · 3 days
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Writer's sign ups are closed!
Hello Fanders! The sign-ups for the writers are now closed! That doesn't mean you can't join the event anymore, though. The Artist & Beta sign ups open on May 4th! Keep an eye our for alerts and subscribe to our blog to be the first to know.
Writers, please use this time to continue brainstorming and start writing! Our goal with this timing is to make it easier for writers to finish on time and artists have lots of material to draw from!
Happy creating and looking forward to seeing all the great things this event has in store!
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sandersidesbigbang · 14 days
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Hi! So, I know that THE big bang is, like with the creation of the universe and stuff, but I am struggling to figure out what exactly this is? I'm sorry if its clearly marked somewhere i cannot find, but all I am seeing is that you are adding sign ups to write which is apparently a new thing? It just says "A big bang of the sanders sides fandom" but I don't exactly know what that means, and therefore i dont know if I should take part
No worries! So big bangs are fan events, usually for specific fandoms, where writers team up with artists and betas to work on fanfic and art for that fanfic.
At the end of the creation period, everyone posts their works throughout a one to two week period, depending on number of participants, resulting in a big bang of fic and art for a fandom. In our case, for the Sanders Sides fandom.
So the fan event is named after the big bang--because, as you may know, the theory of the big bang is that there was a big explosion that created the universe all at once.
And fan event big bangs involve posting a bunch of fic and art for a fandom all at once.
Also, because this is a fairly common event in fandoms, we all tend to follow very similar rules and dynamics, .But you might find reverse big bangs where the art is created first and it then inspires a fanfic. But a traditional big bang generally means fanfiction first which inspires the art.
Hope that clears things up! And if your questions also involved what the Sanders Sides is, please feel free to send in another ask!
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sandersidesbigbang · 23 days
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Heyyyy guys, when drafting the final character fight poll, I may have posted the poll to my personal blog instead of to @sandersidesbigbang as promo for our currently open writer's sign-ups! if you're interested in being an artist or beta, those sign-ups will open may 4th!
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sandersidesbigbang · 27 days
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Hi! This is @virgil-my-emo-son. I am currently in a class at my university called research and theories in writing, and me and one of my peers are conducting a study about fanfiction as a tool for learning writing. We’re gathering information about people’s experiences with writing fic via a google survey, and I was wondering if you’d be okay with me posting the link in the writers chat of the discord server. It would be really helpful for us to gather information! Wanted to get permission first though of course. Thank you!
Hi!! Of course! That sounds interesting, you might leave it at writers resources so the link doesn't get lost in the chat, thank you!
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sandersidesbigbang · 29 days
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EXCITED TO ANNOUNCE THE START OF WRITERS SIGN UPS!!
Please fill this form to enter, this year we are signing up writers first so as to welcome people better and spice things up! sign ups will last 3 weeks for writers, and in a lil more we will announce sign ups for artists and betas, I hope to see you there and please share this with your friends who you think might love to participate!!!
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sandersidesbigbang · 1 month
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Hey :D
[tw self-harm mention]
So, I was wondering about what counts as a dark fic. If the fic may contain something like relapse of any kind (like self-harm, etc.), is it considered a dark fic?
Just curious as I think of ideas for this lovely event! Hoping to join when sign-ups are open :D
Hi!!! Thank you so much for coming to us with this question. As a general rule, if it's just a super light passing by mention, you could get away with it as a gen fic. However, if you are dwelling into it for a more throughout talk or description of self harm or dark themes it can still enter it just needs the tag of dark fic and all proper trigger warnings.
Hope to see you there! Have a great day!
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sandersidesbigbang · 2 months
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Announcement: New Claiming Process
Hey all!
We've decided to do sign-ups and claiming this year. Based on participant feedback:
Writers will sign up before artists and betas. Their sign-ups will be open for 3 weeks. From the point they sign-up to the official beginning of the big bang, they will have time to write the first half of their fic.
Artists and betas will sign up 5 weeks after the writer sign-ups open. Their sign-ups will also be open for 3 weeks.
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From the point writer sign-ups close, writers will have 5 weeks to finish half their fic.
During the 3 weeks artists and betas sign-up, writers will still have time to continue finishing the first half of their fic. We wanted to open up artist and beta sign-ups a little early relative to how much time writers have left to write to give people time to join, as artists, especially, are often hard to come by for big bangs.
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sandersidesbigbang · 4 months
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What Dreams Are For
Chapter Six: Back To Normal?
Masterpost | First | Previous | Next | Ao3
Story Summary: Dreams are weird. Especially when you’re metaphysical. There is a distinction between your own dreams and that of your whole. Even though Roman doesn’t know at first that he’s trapped in a dream, he does know that something is wrong upon waking in an unfamiliar room. He thinks he’s in the Imagination but can’t say for sure. Just what has he gotten caught up in?
Cast as the evil Prince and forced to act out the twisted storyline of Thomas’ dream, Roman, with help from Patton and Virgil, needs to figure out what is happening while constricted by what his hateful character would do and say which is not at all pleasant.
We dream for a reason. And as much as Roman likes to be the center of attention, this dream isn’t about him. Someone else is crying out for help.
Content Warnings: None
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Roman wakes up groggy. While he is a morning person, he tends to need around a minute to fully wake up. So he keeps still in his bed, staring at the canopy above him and just letting his thoughts wander.
What was on his schedule today? More meetings probably.
At least he had managed to talk to Patton and Virgil yesterday about his encounter with Logan. He still feels nauseous just thinking about it. It was awful on every level. The other two had been equally horrified by his recounting of events. Patton had hugged him after for a long time while Virgil had stayed quiet. They all needed time to process, so they had agreed to meet up again in the morning.
So soon, he presumes.
A servant should show up at any moment, they always do in the mornings. Until they force him out of bed, Roman decides to watch the slow sway of the canopy in the light breeze that always blows through his room. He had created that a few years back and it helps him sleep better.
Wait.
His room in the castle doesn’t have a convenient breeze.
And the bed there doesn’t have a canopy either.
His room in the mindscape does.
Roman sits up quickly and looks around.
There’s his fainting couch. And his vanity. And his star thingies. And the portal to the Imagination.
He’s back home!
Had it all been just a dream? He’s no stranger to vivid dreams, but this one…
Oh well, he shouldn’t think about it too hard. It’s over now and he should get out of bed and greet another day with enthusiasm, so that Thomas too can feel rejuvenated.
Roman gets dressed quickly, and then hurries downstairs to the kitchen, eager to leave the dream behind him.
As he enters the kitchen, he finds he’s not the first one to arrive. Patton is already there, a cup of tea in his hands that he’s staring at intently.
“Good morning, padre!” he greets cheerfully, and grabs an apple. A healthy start to the day will keep his energy up, as Logan once said.
“Mornin’,” Patton responds quietly. Roman’s hand freezes halfway through bringing the apple to his mouth. It was very unusual for the other to be so solemn in the morning.
“Something wrong?” he asks, placing the apple aside to give the other his full attention. Patton looks up. His eyes widen as he sees Roman, as if he only now realized someone else was in the room.
“Nothing, kiddo! Just hadn’t had enough sleep!” He tries to smile reassuringly but Roman sees past his weak attempt.
“I may not be as good at detecting lies as the Bananaconda, but I can tell that you’re fibbing, padre. I can understand if you don’t want to talk about it, but you know what we said about repression. If not with me, find someone to talk to?”
Patton visibly deflates and he sighs.
“It really isn’t something serious, kiddo. I just had a weird dream that I can’t quite shake off, that’s all.”
Roman suddenly has a very bad feeling.
“A dream? What about?”
“Uhm… Well, it was more a nightmare I guess,” Patton confesses, shuffling nervously. “We—you, Virgil and I, I mean—were trapped in a castle and we had to act all mean to the staff and then you got in a fight with both Remus and Logan and it was horrible.”
Oh.
Oh no.
“And I was the prince, Virgil the captain of the knights and you’re the royal advisor?”
Patton stares at him with wide eyes.
“How did you know?” he asks in a small voice.
“I don’t think it was just a dream, padre.”
Before either of them could say more, they feel a tug.
Thomas is summoning them.
They exchange a quick glance before sinking out.
Only to find Thomas pacing in front of his couch and Virgil already with him, sitting on the stairs with his eyeshadow a deep black. Thomas sighs in relief as he sees them.
“Oh, thank goodness, you’re here.”
“What’s going on, kiddo?” Patton ask, laughing nervously as his eyes jump between Thomas and Virgil who is now biting at his nails. “This is a very early time to summon us.”
“Well,” Thomas begins as he stops his pacing but instead starts shuffling in place, “since I’ve gotten up this morning, I felt that something was… off. I couldn’t really place what, but I thought maybe talking with Virgil about it would help, you know, anxiety and all that.” He waves his hand around. He can’t seem to keep still this morning. “And when I did, Virgil seemed to be in more distress than usual, so I got sidetracked and tried to get him to tell me what was going on. Turns out the two things might be connected.”
“Connected how exactly?” Roman questions.
“I asked him to summon Logan. It didn’t work,” Virgil says before Thomas can continue. “Janus and Remus aren’t responding either.”
“Apparently, Virgil was trying to get into Logan’s room before I called him and that didn’t work either.”
“I tried the door and sinking in. Was blocked both times.”
“What— What does that mean?” Patton asks, his voice shaky. Scared.
“I don’t know,” Thomas admits. “The only time one of you hasn’t responded to my summons at all was when Virgil ducked out, but… This is different, I think. I can still feel their influences. I can still think logically, I think I can still lie, I mean, um… Patton’s hair is green! Yeah, still able to lie… And considering Remus… No need to go into detail but I do know he’s still there.”
“Then where are they?”
“I have no—”
“I might know.”
All eyes snap to Virgil.
“Wha— how?” Roman asks.
“There’s this… thing that kept happening to Remus when we were younger,” Virgil begins, looking uncomfortable with all the attention. “Sometimes he’d just disappear for hours or days on end and Janus and I couldn’t reach him. His room was blocked off and summoning didn’t work either.”
“So exactly like our situation right now?” Thomas asks.
Virgil nods, “Yeah. I had no idea what was happening the first few times. Janus would just leave and get back sometime later with Remus in tow. When I finally asked what was happening, Janus said that Remus sometimes got trapped in the Imagination. Janus theorized that since Remus’ core function had to do with unwanted ideas, the way he worked though issues was by forcibly being confronted by them in your dreams, Thomas, when your subconscious was in charge. Remus would get trapped in ‘stories’ and wasn’t able to leave until the issue was resolved.”
“That… sounds like it could fit,” Thomas hums thoughtfully.
“Then how do we ‘resolve’ the ‘story’?” Patton asks, careful and slow in choosing his words.
“I’m not really sure. Janus dealt with them alone, I was too paranoid about getting stuck myself that I couldn’t bring myself to go with him. But it only ever happened to Remus, I don’t know why it seems to be affecting both Janus and Logan this time too.”
“Sounds like Janus is the key to solving this, right?” Thomas wonders.
“Then our mission will be to find him first!” Roman declares. Virgil rolls his eyes but a fond smile dances around his lips.
“Wasn’t that the plan already?”
“Do you always have to rain on my parade?!”
“Kiddos, please calm down…”
“Wait, wait, wait, what do you mean that was the plan already? We just figured the situation out, how do you already have a plan?” Thomas interjects and his sides go quiet immediately. They all avoid looking at him directly and he gets a feeling that he’s not gonna like their explanation.
“You know how I just said that Remus would get stuck in your dreams?” Virgil eventually says.
“Yeah?”
“Well, there you go.”
“That didn’t tell me anything, Verge!”
“He means,” Roman interjects since Virgil seemed entirely unwilling to say more, “is that we were in that dream, too. We had a part to play in that ‘story’ but it seems we woke up alongside you, and the others didn’t.”
“But you’re certain they’re still in there? How does that make sense, I am not dreaming right now!”
“I have no idea how exactly it works either, but Remus was definitely gone over multiple days too sometimes. I asked him if he remembered the times between nights and he said not in the moment but afterwards he could remember being trapped in a black void or something,” Virgil shrugs, biting at his nails.
“So we can’t get to them now?”
“I don’t think so, Pat.”
“Then there’s nothing for us to do but wait until nightfall!” Roman proclaims. “It would be best for us to save our strength and have a relaxing day.” He walks over to Virgil as he talks and gently tugs his fingers away from his mouth. “We’ll figure it out,” he whispers reassuringly. Virgil just nods, refusing to meet his eyes.
“Then how about you two go and have some fun and I’ll keep an eye on my kiddo here,” Patton offers. Thomas furrows his brows in response.
“Why do you need to keep an eye on me?”
“Well,” Patton shuffles uncomfortably, “we don’t really know what the absence of the others means for you. I know you feel mostly normal, and their influence isn’t entirely gone, but I would feel better if I could make sure that nothing more happens. And as much as I don’t like doing this, maybe we’ll have to cancel some plans. Not just today but tomorrow, too.”
“I… guess I see your point,” Thomas sighs, letting himself fall into the couch, already exhausted. “Let’s look at my schedule together and see what we can cut. Do you think me calling in sick is technically lying? I mean, I’m not physically sick but I’m definitely compromised on some level.”
Patton smiles weakly and sits down next to him.
“Let’s first see if we need to come up with any excuses in the first place.”
“Yeah, yeah, right. Verge, Roman? You two okay?”
“As okay as can be in this situation, Thomathy! Don’t pay us any mind, I’ll make sure our darling Emo doesn’t freak out on us to much.” Roman squeezes Virgil’s shoulder gently, who in turn grumbles and lightly elbows him in the side.
“I’m gonna destroy you in Mario Kart for that one.”
“Oh, you are so on.”
They sink out and Patton’s gaze is locked on the spot they just stood for a few moments. He can tell that they are still on edge but with nothing they can do but wait, he guesses distractions are the next best thing. He lets out a soft sigh before sliding closer to Thomas to look at his phone and go over his plans for the next few days.
They’ll be fine.
He’ll just have to tell himself that until he believes it.
Fake it till you make it, right?
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sandersidesbigbang · 4 months
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Announcement
Hi all! For those of you who did not join us in 2023, we wanted to let you guys know that we're going to be trying something a little different for this year's big bang.
Based on feedback from our 2023 participants, we're going to have writers sign-up before betas and artists. They will also be required to have at least half their fic finished by the time betas and artists sign-up after a certain amount of time working on it. We hope that this will allow artist and betas to start their work as soon as they join the event.
Then, once that deadline has passed, we will open up sign-ups for artist and betas. Claiming will go like usual.
Edit: The required minimum word count for both one-shots and multi-chapters is 6k words.
All that said, writers, please let us know how much time you think you would need to write at least half of your fic in the poll below. This will help us finalize our 2024 schedule.
If you would like a rough estimate of our 2024 schedule, we're hoping to open sign-ups at the beginning of May, and close out the event in the beginning of September. Posting week will then be until the end of the September.
Thanks all for your feedback! We hope to see you in the server/event again this year!
If you're new, welcome! Please don't let this change discourage you from joining, especially as a writer. Just meter your expectations and think about what kind of writer you are. We always love to see new faces.
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sandersidesbigbang · 5 months
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What Dream Are For
Chapter Five: Escalation
Masterpost | First | Previous | Next | Ao3
Story Summary: Dreams are weird. Especially when you’re metaphysical. There is a distinction between your own dreams and that of your whole. Even though Roman doesn’t know at first that he’s trapped in a dream, he does know that something is wrong upon waking in an unfamiliar room. He thinks he’s in the Imagination but can’t say for sure. Just what has he gotten caught up in?
Cast as the evil Prince and forced to act out the twisted storyline of Thomas’ dream, Roman, with help from Patton and Virgil, needs to figure out what is happening while constricted by what his hateful character would do and say which is not at all pleasant.
We dream for a reason. And as much as Roman likes to be the center of attention, this dream isn’t about him. Someone else is crying out for help.
Content Warnings: Intimidation, Berating, Insults, Yelling, Partial Mind Control
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“It was awful,” Roman concludes. He watches Patton and Virgil’s faces as they digest his retelling of his run in with Remus. Well, Patton already had a vague idea of what happened but not all of it. He looks sick now, his hands shaking at his sides. Virgil meanwhile is chewing his bottom lip like its gum.
“At least we know it really is Remus?” Patton tries but neither Roman nor Virgil react.
“He said this whole situation isn’t your creation but someone else’s?” Virgil clarifies after taking a moment to think things through.
“Yeah. I don’t really know who it could be though, the Imagination is supposed to be our realm… I mean, you do have a semblance of power here but in no way enough to create something of this scale and control.”
“Could—” Patton stops, looking unsure of himself.
“Could what, Pat? Any idea could be helpful, so please share,” Roman encourages.
“Well… I thought maybe… If it’s not you or Remus then maybe it’s just Thomas’? I mean, he is all of us, he is both you and Remus combined, so shouldn’t he have the power to create something you don’t?”
“That’s… Not how this works, exactly.” Roman pauses, unsure of how to explain it. “Yes, Thomas’ creativity is more than just me but… in order for Thomas to use any of his creativity, either me or Remus has to be involved. And even if he used just Remus’ influence, I would still feel the difference to Remus’ other creations. This is different. I just can’t tell you exactly how it’s different.”
Patton looks as lost as before his explanation, but he nods anyway. They fall back into silence. Roman’s eyes wander over to Virgil, who is now chewing on his fingernails, looking deep in thought.
“Verge?” he asks carefully, startling the other. “Sorry.”
“No, it’s fine,” Virgil waves him off, though his shoulders stay hunched. “Just thinking about something.”
“About what? Maybe talking about it would help?” Patton offers but Virgil shakes his head.
“Nah, I… I need a bit more time to think.”
Patton doesn’t look convinced, but before he can say any more, Roman speaks up, “Alright, we’ll be here when you do want to talk about it.” Virgil smiles at him gratefully. “We should focus on trying to figure out what to do now anyway.”
“What can we do?” Virgil asks. “Any information gathering we’ve done so far hasn’t gotten us anywhere. We don’t know why we’re here, where here even is and how we get back.”
“I’m sure if we put our heads together, we can think of something!”
“You’ve been saying that, Pat, but, again, that hasn’t gotten us anywhere.”
“Being pessimistic about it isn’t going to help either, my dark knight. Literally!” Patton cracks a smile at Roman’s joke while Virgil rolls his eyes (Roman can see the fondness behind the gesture though.) “We do have a few more hints.”
“We do?”
“Yes! We know that ‘I’ took something from Remus that he cherishes. So maybe if we figure out what that something is, it will give us a lead!”
“But how are we supposed to figure that out?” Virgil asks. “It could be literally anything. A weapon. An animal. Fuck, it’s Remus, it might be a moldy piece of fabric!”
“Why a moldy piece of fabric in particular?”
“He had a collection of those when we were young. Janus made him throw them out.”
Patton makes a face and doesn’t ask any more follow up questions.
“Janus!” Roman calls out suddenly, making the other two flinch. “We should try and find him; he knows my brother best after all.”
“We have no idea where he could be though, right? He might just be with Remus in his wing or wherever you told him to go back to,” Virgil argues.
Roman shrugs. “Maybe, but he’s our best lead, don’t you agree?”
“Shouldn’t we look for Logan first then?” Patton interjects. “I’m worried that we haven’t found him yet.”
“Then it’s decided! We’ll try to find those two first!”
“How is this any different from our aimless wandering about that we’ve done so far?” Virgil sighs, though he does get up and ready to return to his duties. Their lunchbreak has been drawn out enough anyway.
“If we have an aim, it can’t be aimless now, can it?” Roman counters. “At least try and ask some people about them. If we can’t do that, that’s already a hint, isn’t it?”
“How so?”
“Well, my dear padre, if we can’t simply ask about them, then that means they have a place in this world since otherwise their names would be meaningless and hindering us from talking about them would be just the same!”
“Oh, I see! You’re so smart, Roman!”
“Thank you, I know.”
“Fine,” Virgil sighs, interrupting Roman’s boasting. “I’ll try asking my men about it. We’ll meet up in the evening again then?”
“Yes!”
“Good luck, kid-Virgil.”
“You too, Pat.” With that, Virgil leaves the room.
“Did you hear that? ‘My men’ he said. He’s gotten used to this quickly, didn’t he?” Roman wonders.
“I think it’s kinda cute.”
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A few hours later, Roman strolls through the castle by himself. For once there is a break in his schedule since a noble had to cancel their meeting for some reason. Roman isn’t complaining, he can really use the time to simply walk around and think. And he could do so without his entourage following him everywhere.
It feels freeing and that is very refreshing after being stuck in this place where he can lose control of himself any second. He walks wherever he wants to go, ignores passing servants (he doesn’t want to but greeting them is apparently out of character) and just let’s his mind wander.
He is about to make his way back for whatever’s next in his schedule when he comes across another person in an otherwise empty hallway. And not just any person.
It’s Logan.
Roman is overjoyed, finally he’s found him! He hadn’t wanted to worry Patton more, but he’s actually been getting antsy about not finding their friend.
Well, no more! He’s right there, and to his luck, they’re entirely alone!
He just needs to call out to him! What luck!
“How dare you show yourself in front of me!” he bellows.
Fucking shit, Roman curses in his head.
Was there a person he missed? But he can’t see anyone else!
Not that he has time to look around as his legs take him to Logan in long, angry steps.
To his credit, Logan doesn’t back away. He stays still, his posture perfect as always but Roman can see how tense he is.
Is he scared of him?
“Your Royal Highness, Crown Prince Roman, I—”
He didn’t get any farther as Roman reaches him and shoves him against the wall. His hand lands at Logan’s throat and internally, he freezes.
This is different than Remus.
Remus and he always had their differences. Their entire being demands that they oppose each other, fight at every turn and that’s why they know their limits so well, know when to stop, when they go too far.
And yes, he and Logan have butted heads before as well, yelled at each other and argued, but they’ve never gotten physical! (If you don’t count Logan throwing that paper in his eye, but that was a one-time instance.)
Now, he was holding him literally at his throat against the wall, not cutting off his air just yet but very much threatening to do so.
“I don’t want to hear your excuses, you traitor!” he hisses. “I thought I made myself clear last time that I never ever wanted to see your face again, but you didn’t get the memo, did you?!”
The anger that threatens to drown Roman is so intense and very different than the one he felt for Remus. It feels like it’s zipping through his entire body, like it’s burning through every nerve and making him very hot. His face must be as red as the cushions in his room by that point.
Logan doesn’t react even though he is pretty much screaming into his face. He doesn’t try to push Roman off him, doesn’t try to defend himself, just stands there and takes it.
And it just makes Roman angrier.
“Did that worthless piece of shit send you here? I thought he would have learned from this morning, but I guess you both are dense as bricks. Or you’re simply stupid enough to think that I would be forgiving towards you just because you used to be my advisor.” Roman is baring his teeth, growling into Logan’s ear and it still doesn’t get a reaction out of the other.
Internally, Roman is trying so hard to get his arm under control, to get it away from Logan but it’s not budging. His mouth keeps moving, throwing insult after insult into the other’s face.
He wants to cry.
He thought this morning was awful already.
This is worse.
So much worse.
Because at least Remus had defended himself. He least he had quipped back, shown that whatever Roman said to him didn’t get to him.
But Logan?
Logan’s eyes look resigned. He doesn’t argue, doesn’t interrupt, he just let’s Roman keep talking and he hates it so much.
It’s almost as if he believes what Roman’s saying.
As if he agrees with everything.
It makes Roman want to vomit.
“SAY SOMETHING YOU INGRATE!” the prince explodes after minutes of uninterrupted raving.
“I am sorry, Your Royal Highness, it was not my intention to cross your path.”
The pot boils over, his rage reaches the highest point, and his hand tightens on Logan’s throat.
Not knowing what else to do, Roman pushes.
He tries to create a connection between him and Logan.
The real him and the real Logan.
It’s hard. The anger is trying to consume him but he pushes past it.
He can feel something.
The world around him goes quiet.
He’s reaching, he can tell he’s close.
He stretches, picturing in his mind his own hand grabbing on to Logan and it’s so close, he’s almost there—
He hits a barrier.
It’s like an electric shot courses through his entire body and he’s thrown back.
He disoriented for a moment and when he comes back to himself, he sees Logan on the ground, gasping for air.
Oh, how he wishes he could punch himself right now.
“You are such a pathetic, filthy, traitorous bastard. I should never have taken pity on you and let you work with me. I had people tell me back then that you wouldn’t amount to anything and I should have fucking listened to them.”
Approaching footsteps thankfully stop another angry rant from bursting out of him. He turns to see two guards round the corner. They stare at them with wide eyes, frozen by the sight of their prince.
“Your Royal Highness,” one begins, his voice shaky, “what is—”
Roman lifts his hand and the knight stops talking immediately.
“Apparently we have a pest problem,” he growls, staring Logan in the eyes. “First the incident this morning, and now this. I though I was clear when I said that they were both not to leave the Second Prince’s wing.”
“Yes, Your Royal Highness, but we—”
“I don’t want to hear your bumbling excuses!” Roman barks and the knights shrink in on themselves. “Just get my brother’s dog back where he belongs and make sure they stay there this time!”
“Right away, Your Royal Highness!”
They approach them quickly but in the time that Roman hadn’t paid attention, Logan had gotten back on his feet.
“Your Royal Highness, would you please listen to me for just a moment, I can—”
“SHUT UP!” Roman yells. “One more word out of you and I will make sure you never speak again! You should count yourself lucky I’m confining you in your own room and not in the dungeons!”
Logan bites his lips and looks away. The knights, that had stopped their approach when Roman raised his voice, grab him by the arms and lead him away. Roman looks after them until they leave his sight.
As soon as they do, his legs buckle and he has to lean against the wall to stop from collapsing.
That was the worst moment of his life.
He feels sick to his stomach. He wants to go to his room, burrow in his blanket and never come back out.
He doesn’t want to think about how Logan must be feeling.
Slowly, he turns around and walks in the opposite direction, staying close to the wall in case he does end up collapsing.
He needs to find Patton and Virgil.
Quickly.
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