#I cant stand to see roman cry
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As much as I love overprotective Clarisse which believe me I DO😍😍 am I the only one who kinda wants to see a protective reader if something happens to Clarisse or even Ivy?!
I feel like Clarisse may just sit back and be Yh that’s my girl 🤭
Literally kicking my feet and giggling while writing this
Also I love your writing so much it’s so goodddd I check my phone for any new posts all the time and scream when you do
TYSMMMMM BAE ILY!!!!!! been in a writing slump recently. someone else please write a mind bogglingly good clarisse fic to inspire me again. lord give me strength…
forget the fact this is 2 days late. thank y’all 🙏🙏
anyways officially adding danny to the perfect family bc I DO WHAT I WANT!!!!!!!!!!!
ok so imagine this
clarisse is participating in some sort of contest
like
idk roman gladiators LMAOOOO
but basically it’s like a big tournament? and yk she’s destroying eating it up cooking, whatever you will
finally she gets to like the semi-finals and atp everyone kinda knows she has it in the bag
her opponents are scared
(trust an underground betting ring was formed. everyone who bet on clarisse is thanking the gods and everyone who didn’t is shaking in their boots)
clarisse is happy bc you and the twins (danny and ivy)
are sitting right in the front row cheering her on
and she got a wonderful good luck kiss from you
so not only is she happy and thinking about that but also she’s convinced that she’ll win just bc she got a kiss from you
so the fight starts, ivy is genuinely SCREECHING at the top of her lungs she’s so me she can’t be normal about anything ever
and you and danny are just regularly cheering for her 😭
eventually someone behind you tells ivy to shut up
YOU WHIP AROUND BC WTF???
harshest death glare in the universe. like even zeus would be a little scared.
ivy doesn’t even notice she’s chill
the other person quickly shuts the fuck up.
then you turn back to watch clarisse and the fights just starting, the other dude is scared and knows his ass barely stands a chance
she’s having fun pummeling him
ugh fight scenes are hard to write
so eventually she tosses his ass to the floor
“GO MOM GO GO GO BEAT HIS ASS MOM BEAT. HIS. ASS.”
“IVY STOP FUCKING SWEARING”
and this dude, who’s laid on the ground, who knows he’s cooked, decides the best option is to grab some dirt and throw it in clarisse’s face
and no one was prepared for this
like clarisse was standing over him with her spear at his throat, smile on her face, everyone knew he was done for- THEN HE DECIDES TO PLAY DIRTY AND DO THIS???
like everyone thought clarisse had it in the bag
the rules for this competition were that you’re not allowed to use anything but your person and/or pre-approved weapon(s)
NOT EVEN CLARISSE WAS EXPECTING IT
SO SHES DISTRACTED BY THE FREAKING DIRT IN HER FACE
SO WHEN THIS BITCH KICKS HER SHE GOES DOWN
DEAD SILENT!!!!!!!
EVERYONE GASPS!!!!!!!
whispers in the crowd… “oh bro is cooked…”
(sorry i’m obsessed w saying cooked rn)
and he is cooked
but by someone unexpected.
clarisse is wiping the dirt off of her face swallowing her shame she can’t believe she got distracted and let herself fall she should have saw it coming but suddenly she hears someone screaming
she opens her eyes and sees you menacingly walking towards this dude, who’s still on the ground and scrambling away
and what’s funny it you’re yelling at him like a mother would
the crowd is giggling…
“THAT IS AGAINST THE RULES. WERE YOU NEVER TAUGHT MANNERS??? WERE YOU NEVER TAUGHT DECENCY??? SHAME ON YOU SHAME ON YOUR PARENTS SHAME SHAME SHAME”
clarisse is literally sitting there mouth dropped open when you grab his ear and he HOWLS
dragging him back towards clarisse, he’s kicking and screaming and literally CRYING
“HELP HELP HELP ME HELP SHE CANT SO THIS SHE CANT I DIDNT DO ANYTHING WRONG”
“YES THE FUCK I CAN YOU BROKE THE FUCKING RULES NOW APOLOGIZE YOU LAWLESS SWINE”
“I DIDNT DO ANYTHING PLEASE I DIDNT”
one of the apollo kids who organized the event is looking around (kinda enjoying it) but mostly very scared
“technically you did break the rules… sorry pal…”
“PLEASE PLEASE HELP ME”
obviously, this is the hottest thing clarisse has ever seen in her life.
she’s sitting back on her palms, watching in utter amazement, trying not to bite her lip
someone loving clarisse… that gets her going
someone loving clarisse enough to PROTECT HER??? she’s about to explode. EXPLODE. she’s never needed you so bad in her life LMAOOOO 😭
and this bitch is STILL refusing to apologize
like damn it’s not that hard… it’s not like you have any pride left to speak of you just got dragged around by the ear 😭😭 bro you’re cooked just apologize and get out while you can
AND YOU’RE GETTING FED UP WITH IT TOO
“hey, dumbass, why don’t you look at the stands?”
you point, and everyone follows your finger.
ivy is a literal cartoonish whirl of her pink t-shirt and the white shorts with the little trees on them
danny is holding her back (with ease, might i add he’s strong as fuck 💪)
“i’ll let her out.”
“I DIDNT DO ANYTHING-”
“LET HER OUT”
he barely escapes that attack.
when you finally call ivy off of her attack, she stands next to clarisse, literally growls at the dude, before hugging clarisse
clarisse is still on the ground in utter shock.
she can’t keep her eyes away from you and ivy. she can’t get rid of the GLOWING feeling in her chest
is this… what it’s like… to be loved?
WAHHHHHH WAHHHHHHHH BITCH NOW IM THE ONE CRYING NOOOOOOOO 😭😭😭
danny eventually walks over and helps her up
then they all watch as you smile sweetly at this very traumatized dude and ask if he’s ready to apologize
“IMMSORRUOHGOEE IMSORHR ESEBIMS YORUUE”
(i’m sorry oh gods im sorry i’m sorry”
then you walk over to clarisse, rolling your eyes and mumbling about bad parenting, girl she pounces on you.
kisses you so hard in front of everyone
ivy and danny are hugging each other and shielding each other’s eyes, screaming, begging for you two to stop
“y/n” she breathes as she pulls away “you are… the most amazing mother, the most amazing girlfriend, and literally the love of my fucking life.”
literally twirling your hair “omg baeeeee you’re too sweet 🤭”
(y’all don’t end up leaving her cabin for a LONG time.)
after this clarisse definitely sort of realizes a whole new side of your relationship. seeing you publicly defend her like that, publicly care about her, love her, omg she is going crazy for you!!!
after this incident she definitely stops calling you her gf.
gives you a really pretty ring she got one of the hephaestus kids to make, starts calling you her wife
and nobody better have a problem w that lol or else they got two ares killing machines, one feral attack dog, and a literal mother who is not afraid to drag you by your ear.
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#clarisse la rue#clarisse la rue x reader#clarisse la rue x y/n#clarisse la rue x you#pjo tv show#pjo x reader
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part 5: For Our Own Sanity | Alex Turner x Fem! Reader |
Social media AU
Summary: Alex and readers relationship turns public after a series of events
✰▹Warnings/Notices: Age gap, highly unrealistic album set up. Not edited. last part!
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@Y/N: Look what you made me do! Reputation out now on all platforms, love you guys <3
user1: I CLAIM CALL IT WHAT YOU WANT RN.
user2: okay lovely album. BUT 2ND SLIDE. EXPLAIN.
↪ user3: Alex. Alex. Alex.
↪ user4: He's laterally dating the girl he posted on his story, not Y/N.
AlexTurner: Amazing album x
Liked by Y/N
↪ user5: FATHER COMMENTED
user7: parents.
user8: Is this the end of all the endings? / My broken bones are mending / with all these nights we're spending. OH IM SCREAMING.
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@Y/Nupdates: Y/N tonight on Jimmy Fallon - The tonight Show! Y/N during her time on the show talks about her leaving and writing about the album + her writing songs with and for the Arctic Monkeys.
user9: SHES SO PRETTY omfg.
user10: Okay but her shading milo and his gf over their FAKE comments and story is amazing.
↪ user11: Their interview and everything they posted about it has been deleted.
↪ user12: Karma works hard but Y/N works harder!
User13: okay everything aside who is the love songs about.
↪ user14: EXACTLY! If its not Alex shes dating then WHO! cuz most of the songs are simply someone loving her DISPITE her bad reputation.
Alex turner has posted to their story!
captioned: Ready for it...?
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@Y/N: I tired black hair for a bit but the blonde looks a bit more delicate, isn't it? Also peep the MV
user15: THE WOMAN THAT YOU ARE OMG.
user16: Seeing you with black hair kinda scares me
user17: Delicate music video?
↪ user18: Nah its defo TIWWCHNT.
↪ user19: I vote LWYMMD.
user20: WAIT.
↪ user21: BLACK HAIR. STORY. ALEX TURNER. Y/N?
↪user22: OMFG IT COULD HAVE BEEN Y/N.
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@Alexturnerupdates: The Arctic Monkeys perform their last show in the US with Y/N L/N! This is her first appearance in the tour so far, and her first appearance on stage since her last album's tour over 2 years ago. she also sung a few songs from her new album "Reputation".
User23: The way I fucking SCREAMED.
user24: Can we talk about when Alex was singing "I wanna be yours" AND HE WAS STARRING AT Y/N?
↪ user25: OR WHEN SHE SUNG "SLUT" AND "KING OF MY HEART" AND SHE STARRED AT HIM.
↪ user26: for our own sanity, please we need confirmation rn or else!
user27: I appreciate the fact that the best quality pic is of Y/N.
user28: Alex the flower princess ong.
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@Y/N: All eyes on you, my magician. All eyes on us.
user29: FINALLY. WAR. IS. OVER.
user30: ALL THE SONGS ARE SUDDENLY WRITTEN ABOUT ALEX HUH?
user31: Both are glowing.
AlexTurner: ~ you make everyone disappear.
↪ user32: THE LYRICS AWWW
↪ user33: honestly even with all the signs, I'm still surprised.
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@Alexturner: king of your heart yea?
user34: I CANT.
user35: my roman empire. MINE.
user36: PLZ Y/N STANDING THERE. LMFAO.
Y/N: the taste of your lips is my idea of luxury.
↪ user37: crying.
user38: If you look closely you can see my sitting in the middle of a highway.
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⭒❃.✮:▹A/N: This is the end! Loved making this and thought about making it longer, however I didnt wanna drag on the story. But Im open for requests and ideas for fics. Love you guys and I hope you liked it.
#alex turner fluff#alex turner x reader#alex turner fic#alex turner imagine#alex turner fanfic#alex turner#arctic monkeys#fanfic#alex turner x y/n#alex turner x you#alex turner x oc#x reader#social media#social media au#smau
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i saw someone on here talking about pete's dead boyfriend in swgd and i don't remember if it was you or not it just seems like the thing you'd talk about
yes, i have talked about it a few times-- i cant find any of my posts about it which is EXTREMELY annoying as i went into depth. but whatev
there is a journal entry where he explicitly alludes to kissing guys and visiting a cemetery to cry on someones grave.
this is the journal entry
i got ringing in my ears but none on my fingers. i got sunsets in the veins on my wrists. we’re not just falling in love anymore, we’re demanding it. im the latest bloomer (dried out my wet dreams and saved them for a rainy day). i can still see you standing on my front porch- slowed my own thoughts down to a single blade of grass. you couldnt catch my eye cause i was too busy rolling them. the buttons on one side of your coat that wouldnt snap on the other side. they were just for fashion not for function you told me. you were pretty for a boy. it made me laugh when i thought of it, im sorry i wasnt laughing at what you were saying. it makes me laugh still- when im driving around for hours at night. id love to swerve off and blame it on the fog, but ive been talking on these roads too much lately. theyd spill all my secrets. this city won’t let me go. im sure theyd lock me up somewhere if anyone saw me at 23 sneaking into cemetaries. taking pills to make me feel okay sleeping in the grass just above you. the sirens find me at the first light. my lips cracked and dried from the tears, i'll probably die a cliche. flash the lights to kissing boys. provocative. i promise you i wont ever have another afternoon like when we used to sneak out of school and drive the lakeshore. noone will ever sound as cool as you. we built cool. we made up style. we set the standard and theyre all just trying to live up to it. if theres nobody who thinks like us anymore. untouchable is unlovable. you always have me humming in my head just out of key. i bought an alarm clock just so i could hit the snooze button. whats the point in getting out of bed anymore if you only get out to say you did. if you could love the biggest fraud or the best liar- then im your prince. i was made just for fashion not for function.
i think making the leap to "dead boyfriend" is kind of extreme because i cannot recall anyone mentioning someone significant to pete in his late teens/early 20s dying. i feel like something that tragic would have been mentioned by someone else at least once and ive never seen something like that.
petes novel is a bit complicated-- from what hes said/implied/is obvious, which would take too long to go into and explain-- over a period of years, he wrote a "story" about a fictional relationship and then, revised it several times and fused it with a "roman-a-clef" version of his actual life and real people in it to create what he says is an entirely fictional novel.
towards the beginning of this novel, the girl tells him the fashion not for function thing and that hes pretty for a boy. by the end of the novel, she is dead and hes crying on her grave.
thus, its possible this is an early draft from the novel and not real. however, its also possible he just worked events that happened with someone else into the book.
however, the book explanation doesnt fully explain the kissing boys thing. additionally, sugar has a lot of charged lines about being possibly gay, and mentions lying in a cemetery like the journal entry, which lends credence to the dead boyfriend theory.
its quite perplexing so its talked about a lot.
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havent seen this point made yet but this episode really showed how cognizant of personal space roman is. hes crying tears at his father’s funeral and his siblings come to comfort him and he still cant feel comfortable. he puts his hand up to shield the tears or maybe its to block the ghosts of strikes that he still fears will come to his cheek. he sits wrong in chairs, hiding his face behind his too-short legs, creating what little distance he can for protection. the protestor reaches to help him up and he doesnt act in outright violence, just rushes them 15 feet away so he can go back to curling up in protection.
i may be too optimistic here but it seems like roman is in the best position to Let Himself Out of the sibs atm so im hoping and praying he makes it.
definitely agree!!! this really put his emotional/intimacy issues front and center because logan taught him to be powerful in all things, which means he either has to be fighting or fucking if he is touching someone. no hugs for him at the funeral, it was just joking about going up to harass marcia; no hugs after the funeral because he cant stand to be comforted for something he feels like is partially his fault and that he doesn’t even really understand in the first place, and he goes out to be punished for it. i am rooting for him to make it out as well because that mausoleum scene demonstrated how everyone else was already dealing with their father’s death; they were joking about it, saying how cruel he was, but simultaneously lifting him up and becoming just as cruel as him. roman JUST finally actually realized what this meant for him though. he was the closest of the three to their dad when he died, and he was tempting roman to do his bidding in exchange for feeling like he was loved. just now i think he is starting to see that logan never really loved them, at least not in any way that mattered, and weaponized their own love for him. the other siblings got their pre-grieve on before the election, meaning they are going forward fighting to replace their dad and show that they can be just as powerful, and now that roman is grieving AFTER the election, and is being ridiculed and shunned from the business world for his emotions, even if he isnt cognizant of what logan’s philosophy of familyandbusiness has done to the people around him, he is feeling the effects the hardest
#i dont know if he will make it out but he may be pushed out. and by god he may even kill himself before kenny!!!!! ACK!!!!!#asks#spinning roman in my mind always. hes doing bad. :)
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Anyway as someone who was raised catholic and for whom catholicism is actually an important part of my identity (despite no longer considering myself as a part of the faith) this whole enfolding drama is like genuinely pissing me off. One of the only tenants of catholicism that still differentiates itself from other branches of Christian faith is the belief that god's love is not unconditional. One must lead a good life, full of good actions; your belief, your repentance, your ritual observation of mass, means Nothing. Anon hate, can and will send you to hell. Like,,, those are the Rules, thats how it works. Do good to others, and if you don't, suffer torture in purgatory for your sins. Faith is about what You do, not what others do. Additionally.... the Bible is not the Word of God. The Bible is an arrangement of gospels, interpretations of What God Might Want, by disciples. When practicing any faith based upon written word, it is the fundamental duty of practioners to think critically about the text, and how its been translated. Thats why catholics have the opportunity to go to catholic schools, where the discussion and debate of theology is fundamental to overall education. In fact mass is almost always the dissection and critical analysis of an excerpt from the Bible! You all seem to be wrapped around the axel of Thou shalt not worship false idols,, or the idea that the worship of other deities other than the one true God is sin. If you've ever put any time or effort or energy into your faith, you'd have analyzed its historical context and have asked yourself "who benefits from this idea?"or "why might this be mentioned in the Bible? Why is it considered a cardinal sin?" and have thought about the fact that Roman Catholics/Christians became christian because the Roman emperor Constantine forcibly converted the whole of his dominion from their polytheistic paganism. I wonder what incentives the religious scholars translating and assembling religious texts, likely at the behest of Constantine himself, would have for making the worship of other deities a sin! I literally can't stand people who commit bad acts under the guise of God. Guess what! God doesn't care that you did it for him! God will still see you punished for your cruelty. (I'm sorry this is so long I just got so worked up... smh...)who are you to declare blasphemy from behind the hood of cowardice? Who are you lob around christianity and catholicism as if they're hollow gotchas to shame others? Human faith is precious, the study of theology is precious! To demean the sanctity of these universally human things is barbarous. And why? Because a woman minding her own business with her own gods frightens you? You should speak your fears to your own God instead of using them as excuses to harm others... and like I follow this lady!! Shes made of tougher stuff than this! Gnats upon the back of a mountain! But it upsets me that its these petty hurtful people who masquerade as godly folk; that these are the people acting as mouthpieces for their religious communities, when I know that these are not tenants of catholicism. I'm just ugh 😡 cant wait to see yall try and explain this shit to god. Good luck dipshits. (Also yes im on anon because I am not a mountain and these mean people would make me cry)
See, nonnie, you are
1. Correct.
2. A better Christian than so, so many, and more ought to be like you.
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Most Likely To Thoughts
because i am an angry theater kid
spoilers below
First of holy shit. That was one of the best episodes of the season. My second favorite (episode 5 has a special place in my heart okay?)
big red is awesome
i missed ABF this episode hes awesome
miss jenn you literally did the exact same thing
“would you like to be the first” “im good”
ashlyn youre a cutie
oh my god guys they’re actually rehearsing
FRICKING GO BIG RED
EJ YOU KILLED IT
Gaston was ICONIC.
the callback to 1x08
“monkies”
im sorry you guys haven’t blocked the 2nd act?!?!?!?! its MARCH the show was cast in January you’ve had TWO months i have been in shows blocked in less time
*angry theater kid screeching*
“It’s an expression, Sebastian”
Seb is going to snap one day. This is like the fourth time this has happened this season.
Like he lowkey looked pretty sad and angry after that comment. Maybe the episode 10 Seblos fight isn’t going to be so private.
ANYWAYS back to the episode (i will gladly talk about seblos all day)
KOURT AND NINI KOURT AND NINI
they lookin good
kourt and nini have started a “relationships are hard” club and the members include big red, gina, and seb. ricky and ej pop in from time to time
kourtney that is a great lie well done
communication saves lives and obviously ricky and nini never got the memo
ricky no
did you learn nothing from nini and ej?
i do like how he immediately regretted it. like he knows he effed up
oooo ej, gina, carlos, and seb thats intersting
do not try to tell me carlos and seb dont hold hands in class bc they do
#giveusmoreoftheseforupleaseineedagroupchat
AIHFDAKFHGAL GINAS SNORT I LOVE IT
ej honey i think you like her
ngl i might have jumped on the portwell train
GINA LEFT BAHAHA
cash caswell
i hate him already
ej just sinking in his chair
carlos’ somewhat impressed face i cant
cash you son of a gun why
cash this is career day not show off your son day
ej noooo
“seize the day” theatre kids share a knowing glance
im shocked carlos didnt stand up and do the choreo
miss jenn has a new man every episode omfg
mazzara is my fav
STOP
HOLD THE PHONE
THEY ARE DOING TECH WORK
I REPEAT, TECH WORK
IM A TECHIE IM FREAKING OUT OMFG
those are the nicest high school aprons like where are the ratty tshirts?!?!
how is sebs so messy
bitter seb
i smell tension
ope seb is mad
he is going to snap one day i swear
you can tell carlos regretted it or just doesnt understand what happened
im glad the seblos fight is building instead of something out of the blue
seb has been kinda pushed around this season im happy he is finally saying something
and no more seblos the rest of the episode rip
carlos go after your boyfriend come on
you know what would have been fun? they have their bantar while cleaning brushes and rollers in a clogged sink
ricky have you ever asked how big red is doing?
ASHLYN WITH A DRILL
OMFG GUYS I LOVE DRILLS YESSSSSS
why is there no drill piece in the drill what is she doing? is she bolting stuff or predrilling?
ash trying to be supportive
i love ashlyn guys
omfg two parents this episode what is this?
kourt’s mom being on her side love to see it
“i live to serve”
“i cleaned your desk a little” yep she’ll take you back after that
the shade kourtney is throwing im living for it
ricky just disappears and reappears
oof-okay richard
the pizza place fight. they were both in the wrong, im glad kourt shut them down
REDLYN NOOOO
i love them
ash is trying so hard and red is trying to get her to understand
mazzara you sneaky
i thought it was a date lol
miss jenn take the hint
PORTWELL HOME SCENE
that was really sweet, like go ej and gina, they have one of the healthiest relationships on the show because they learned what not to do.
thats a nice treehouse
lesbians build nice things
i should know
bc im one- ill stop
the treehouse scene-holy shiz. its amazing. props to josh and olivia, i was on the verge of tears. best rini scene of the season, hands down. it was beautiful
nini is sobbing i cant
ricky you can cry its okay
im so happy the breakup happened, major rini shipper in season 1 but they have fallen flat this season. it was handled so well and just gahhh
nini sobbing by herself
NINA IM CRYING NOW STOPPP
roman sounds so good holy.
like so good
this does damper my theory on ricky leaving halfway through the show and seb taking over as beast and singing this
MONTAGE TIME
“you’re gorgeous”
mazzara fell hard
“To Miss Jenn” why am i laughing
GABFILFBIWE PORTWELL
OH MY GOD GINA IS ASLEEP
EJ AND THE HOODIE
GUYS I CANT ANYMORE IM LOSING IT
THE LITTLE SMILE WHEN EJ TURNS THE LIGHTS OFF
REDLYN IS BACK IM SO GLAD
you guys are adorable
howie fell hard
omfg ej
ej noo we love you pls be okay
redlyn you cuties
RICKY NO
IM SOBBING NOW
OMFG LOOK AT HIM
HE HELD IT TOGETHER FOR NINI
GUYS IM CRYING I CANT
AHHHHHH
we stan big red in this house
ricky and the pillow no
glad ashlyn sticked around
i am dead. ricky thank you thats it.
like that broke me
i should not be crying over this i have already cried to much this season
you know what would have made this scene better? seb just sitting on his bed then carlos texts him and he pushes his phone aside. something to show them drifting bc its happening and i need content
like where were they the second half?
ITS OVER
WTF
LIKE WHAT THE ACTUALLY HECK YOU CANNOT END IT THERE
WHAT IS HAPPENING
As you can probably tell, I lost my mind this episode. I have no words, nothing at all. All I have is my tears. The past two episodes have been the best of the season. Episode 8 was another level.
#disney+#im crying#hsmtmts#hsmtmts season 2#hsm the series#hsm series#ricky bowen#ricky#nini salazar roberts#nini#rini#nina#big red#ashlyn#ashlyn moon#ashlyn moon caswell#redlyn#ej#ej caswell#gina#gina porter#portwell#seb#seb matthew smith#carlos#carlos rodriguez#seblos#kourtney#kourtney greene#miss jenn
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Alright let's try this Soulmate body switch AU I'm also attempting this whole "make a tag" thing... bare with me, ive only actually used this app for like 4 days now im gonna go with "RayMakesSoulmates" for now... uhm, idk what else to go with uhhhhh yeah, names Ray btw...
Okay here we go. The idea of switching bodies is something a bit strange to me so let me make this work for me.
Basically it happens once a year after you either turn 17 or meet your soulmate. If its the latter then there has to be alot of turmoil and confusion on one side to trigger the first switch because it does not happen at the first encounter. However after the first encounter you'll sometimes have little blurry dreams that are in fact core memories of your soulmate. But theyre always too blurry to point out who's involved and sounds are too muffled to pin point any specific noises words or what have you.
Now, the dreams don't happen every night but they happen often enough that you are made aware that you have met your soulmate at some point recently.
So after Zuko visits the south and they begin their cat and mouse game around the world Zuko often has blurry dreams of white with black falling what he thinks is people screaming and what he knows is muffled crying. While Sokka has random dreams of what he thinks is someone moving away into the darkness and someone screaming out to them but he can't figure out what they're saying. Another dream he has is a blurry glow of bright blue and crying. There's also one that shows up more often than the other two, its when he sees what he believes is someone moving towards him saying something, but its muffled, then a bright light and muffled screaming and crying.
However after Ba Sing Se Sokka has a dream that's clear and vivid, not muffled and not blurry. After he takes a moment from shooting up to a sitting position he realizes that this is not a dream, he's switched bodies. Standing up and moving the blankets off of him he looks around and sees the there are fire nation items everywhere, it looks like he's in a royal bedroom. He elects to keep calm as he moves towards where he thinks is a bathroom, he is correct and when he looks into the mirror he freezes. His heart drops into his stomach. Sokka can hardly believe what he's looking at. Staring back at him is not his face, but Zuko's. He reaches up to touch the scar on Zuko's face. While yes he has control over his body and he doesn't exactly know how to act 'firenation' let alone 'fire nation royalty' he stands straight. "This won't last longer than 3 hours." He reminds himself
"What won't last longer than three hours?" Azula's voice breaks through
Instantly on edge and irritated Sokka- ahem Zuko turns to Azula "what do you want Azula?" He says in a voice thats much less irritated, theyre siblings right? So they have to be chummy right
"Oo! You sound so much less angry!" She muses "disgusting, anyways, Mai wanted me to let you know she's leaving today"
Why would he care about that? Oh they must be friends? Maybe they're dating? Okay, don't screw this up "uh, okay"
"Aw don't be so sad Zuzu~ you two would have never worked out anyways, her and Ty Lee switched bodies just three days ago. It was honestly was kind of amusing watching her string you along" This is not how siblings normally talk to eachother. He just glared at Azula "alright alright sheesh, ill leave you alone" he found something to write on and quickly jotted down the conversation because if he was given that information Zuko would need it.
Meanwhile Zuko shot awake and found himself lying next to appa Katara and Aang, so he is alive huh? Confused he figured he must be dreaming until he realized his vision was clear and nothing was muffled. He was below deck on a fire nation ship. He paused a moment before he stood and noticed Sokka's boomerang beside him. He lifed it and saw Sokka in the reflection. His reaction seemed to mirror(haha get it) Sokka's when he saw Zuko in the mirror. But he dropped the boomerang and it made a loud bang which woke the other two up "Sokka what are you doing, the sun is barely up"
He paused and cleared his throat. Okay, sure he's been chasing them he needs to not blow this "uh, sorry, nightmare"
Katara shifted and turned to him, a genuine look of worry in her eyes "do you want to talk about it?" She asked in a tone that reminded him of his mother. Genuine love.
He forced himself not to tear up at the memory and just shook his head "no, I honestly can't remember it. Just scared me is all" the hesitation in Katara's expression before she responded was strange to him
"Alright, if you say so, do you mind going and asking dad to change the course? We need to stop and get supplies"
His hesitation and expression probably made her realize what happened "okay, youre not Sokka right now are you?" He froze and nodded slowly "alright, you dont have to tell me who you are, but I'll help you through the motions, Aang and I switched back in Ba Sing Se, that was the day when you questioned why I said I'd fly around, er- or that was when Sokka questioned me" okay she was a little more accepting of this than he thought.
"Uhm, okay, yeah, right, uhm, I don't want to blow this so can you just uh show me around? I'm sure Sokka knows all the people he's- oh agni he's gonna meet my dad" zuko internally cringed.
In that moment it seemed to click with Katara "alright, so you're telling me your Zuko"
Zuko flinched and backed up against the wall "look I dont know what you want me to do about this, but I promise you that I'm not going to ruin anything, I know I messed up, hell Sokka's probably noticing that my family doesn't work like yours does. I've been so confused my whole life okay, I'm sorry I betrayed you in Ba Sing Se, my sister has a way of manipulating me. I just hope he doesn't get hurt, he probably doesn't know he needs to keep his mouth shut in my family." Zuko was panicking when Katara reached out
"Zuko, zuko what do you mean?" Her voice shaky
"Look I cant tell you everything, I cant tell you my life story not right now, I need to get through with this. If we meet again, which I hope we do, ill tell you then. But right now, please just show me what Sokka goes through day to day. I know he's not gonna like what happens on the other end, I just hope it doesn't go too bad."
Katara nodded "alright well. Let me walk you around and let you learn the peoples names, ill just say hi to them and say their names." She paused "but first, tell me about your mother, i dont know if I believe it anymore"
He sighed before telling her the entire story.
Meanwhile at the palace Sokka was sitting in a war meeting knowing to keep his mouth shut unless spoken to. He didnt want to set people off or let them know he wasn't actually Zuko. The topic of the earth kingdome came up and Ozai turned to him "Zuko, you've spent time among the Earth kingdom citizens. What information do you have?"
"Uh, the Earth kingdoms citizens are strong willed and hopeful, as long as they have hope they will not yeild"
"Hmmm, I see, we need to crush their hope"
"Well, thats not what I-"
"I think we should take their precious hope and burn it to the ground!" Azula cuts in
"Yes, yes good idea Azula" Oh no
About an hour after the meeting the switch flipped, Sokka made notes about everything that he found important in time before the switch was over.
After they switched back Sokka found his sister and grabbed her shoulders "Katara, I have to tell you something, I just got back from a body swit-"
"And your soulmate is Zuko? I know, he cried when I was nice to him, what happened on your end?"
"Well, his whole family is mean to him"
"Figured"
"I was in a war meeting and found out their plan for the comet"
After relaying the information he found they discussed it with Aang.
Let's skip ahead to after the failed invasion and to the air temple when Zuko shows up.
"Hello, Zuko here"
No fighting it in this one
"Get your jerk bender butt over here" Katara and Sokka said practically in unison.
>im gonna wrap it up here. And yes Katara would notice its not Sokka and would totally pick up on Zuko, she's observant
>and no Azula wouldn't notice at all because she's used to Zuko being stand offish with her. Plus Sokka is so much better at impersonations than Zuko
@chaoticidiott @roman-does-nothing @bisexuallsokka @transzukostanblog
I dont know if I did this AU justice, I tried.
#RayMakesSoulmates#atla sokka#prince zuko#sokka#sokka x zuko#zukka#zuko#avatar the last airbender#so gay#omg#tw: caps
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GWAINCELOT ESSAY THREE???
[commentary voice] ah yes and this gwaincelot essay.... which turned into a fic was inspired by @nextstopparis and @little-ligi
GWAINE TEACHING LANCELOT HOW TO READ. and thats how they actually CONFESS.
imagine gwaine seeing lancelot trip up reading leon’s plan for the day, seeing him trying to understand it. and gwaines, hes a little in love. Hes. Hes a little hit with feelings for this Noble (tm) knight. So OF COURSE he CANT EMOTION and he tries to show his affection for lancelot without yknow being in ‘loVE’
he comes over with his swishy hair and bantery tone like “oooOhHh LANCELOT! Lancey! Hey! Hello! Can’t read leon’s goddamn awful handwriting huh?”
And Lancelots embarrassed and flushes red and gwaine thinks hes Fucked Up (and he really doesn’t want to fuck this up, this is the first time he’s actually felt emotions this deep for someone) and tries to fix it panickedly, like the Anxiety Clown He Is.
He keeps on saying sorry and apologising, and Lancelot, the EVER CALM KNIGHT GUY, goes “it’s fine, it’s okay. It’s nothing to do with you...” and then he hesitates. He HESITATES. “....it’s just that...” and then he BITES HIS LIP and gwaine thinks he might just faint there and then, “...i cant read.”
and now it hits him, gwaine, gwaine, who thought literacy was something trash and something he didn’t really need, realises how important it is. and so, yknow because hes kind of wrapped in those Emotions (tm), he pulls lancelot’s sleeve after practice, when they’re alone in the changing room. (and if lancelot wasn’t so tired and miserable, he would have easily seen gwaine BLUSH)
And he, shyly asks if lancelot wouldnt mind being tutored by him.
Now Lancelot is OVERJOYED, and he’s borderline CRYING because lancelot, poor old village boy lancelot who’d been kicked out of the knights of camelot, and had to become a MERCENARY and fight for masters who didn’t care for him, has NEVER HAD someone literally CARE about him so much. (Apart from Merlin. He loves merlin <3)
so now imagine lancelot waking up an hour early the next morning, and showing up into gwaine’s room. He knows gwaine literally doesnt sleep with a lock, so he just barges in, and starts shaking gwaine.
Now GWAINE sleeps like a Log (had so much shit going on irl, time to sleep it away) and when he opens his bleary eyes, seeing lancelot in one of his stupid v neck shirts over him, hes like “....h...helo??”
and lancelot’s all like. “We- werent YOU gonna give me reading lessons.” And gwaine nods, yawning (and in that moment lancelot thinks gwaine looks unimaginably cute, so cute that he wants to literally ruffle gwaine’s hair and run his hands through how silky and brown it is.)
THEN gwaine pulls on the dont care-ish mask, and makes his arms into a pillow under his head, as he leans against the wall behind his bed, in some kind of somewhat???flirty??? manner??? [i dont...i dont know what hes trying to do. On the other hand! Not does Lancelot :) ]
Lancelot, does not realise this is gwaine’s poor attempt at flirting - since he’s seen gwaine ACTUALLY flirting and this is like. Nothing. And its also poorly executed. Which is NOTHING like gwaine.
So he pulls gwaine’s arm, and half hauls him out of bed.
As gwaine’s head crashes into lancelot’s stomach, he can smell lancelot’s clothes. They smell of flowers, and cotton and everything so natural and gwaine, who literally smells of wine, and wood and Tavern. (And aftershave, or the 500AD equivalent)
[see here, see im trying to bring themes of dionysis okay. OkayyyyyyyyY. yours truly likes looking at greek mythology. And both these two complete dionysis]
Gwaine, in his sleepy stupor, nestles his head on Lancelot’s hip, who gives a sigh and stands there. One hand clutching gwaine’s, leaving the other free.....
....to rake through his soft, flowy brown hair. And twirl his fingers through its waves, and Gwaine cuddles in further.
And since Lancelot left the door open, Leon (the other bitch who wakes up at 4am to do idk nothing) sees them two...like that, illuminated by the SUNLIGHT behind them, and smiles a little.
And then he trips over the stairs, the moment is lost.
Gwaine and Lancelot pull away at the same time, and gwaine’s face turns back to “ha ha im a Jerk (tm)” and if he wasnt too busy trying to hide how flustered he was, he’d see Lancelot looking at him the way he used to look at GWEN.
They both blink and look at each other, understandingly, neither of them to speak of this again.
And then Gwaine drags himself out of bed, and Lancelot raises his eyebrows as he watches him (totally not checking him out) haul out a book from his cupboard.
Gwaine’s too sleepy for this, he keeps yawning and rubbing his eyes (looking like a cat, Lancelot notes) and Lancelot takes a deep breath, his eyes understanding.
“We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”
“Lancelot, I love..” he bites his tongue, cursing his half asleep mind “..doing this, and love hanging out with you...I just cant stay up this early.”
Reading lessons, from now on, are at 1:30am-whenever Gwaine and Lancelot stop rambling about Odysseus and Circe and Telemachus
[i dont know any other ancient books apart from like. Ancient greek/Roman ones. So i guess. Its not historically accurate,,,,BUUIT this is a fanfic for a pair who had like no scenes together SO i think i can take some ✨creative liberties✨]
Lancelot has heard of the journey of Aneas from travelling bards, singing songs in his native old english. Gwaine’s eyes are quick at latin, and he learnt the flaws of Romulus and Remus in his pure latin. Gwaine’s a good teacher, and lancelot is a quick study, and it’s not long before they’re arguing over which Goddess caused the most harm in the Illiad.
Gwaine’s never met someone who he could reveal that he loved reading to, he loved doing.
Lancelot’s never met someone who he could tell he couldn’t read, and ask if they could teach him, love learning.
They make it work.
The other knights notice, of course they notice. Percival notices how Lancelot stumbles into the Gwaine’s room at night, bright eyed. Elyan notices Lancelot and Gwaine’s voices from Gwaine’s room opposite him; sometimes slow, Gwaine speaking slowly and Lancelot following; sometimes heated and passionate.
(They’re arguing. They’re arguing about how to pronounce Minerva)
Merlin finds the two, in the early hours of the morning - when the birds are figuring what song they sing today - on Gwaine’s bed.
Gwaine leaned against the bedframe, his trousered legs splayed over the sheets. Loosely braided, long brown hair fell over his closed eyelids, his mouth in a small smile.
And Merlin follows his arm draped over Lancelot, snuggled beside him, his head on his broad shoulder, every breath of wind pushing against curly black hair, making it almost /bounce/. His eyes are covered by the other man’s hair, and he looks...content. More content than Merlin has ever seen him.
He slips out as quietly as he came in, and smirks, hes gotta tell arthur they finally got their shit together oh GOD
Its no surprise to anyone but them, when Arthur pulls Lancelot out of training, and into his chambers.
“I’m glad you’ve found someone Lancelot.” He starts, his face geniune, his voice giving away hints of relief. (He thought he was never going to see his knight smile again after all the ordeals that had happened to him)
“Oh...” Lancelot’s heart sinks, “...how did you find out, Sire?”
Arthur blinks, taking in the change of mood in Lancelot, maybe it wasn’t anything important, maybe they were trying to keep it casual, hell they didnt want the king knowing.
“I- uh, I just noticed...” Goddamnit Merlin, and Goddamn his need to tell him everything he saw. (Merlin had advised him not to do this, as they sat on his bed after a long night. This was really his fault.)
Lancelot pales, and he places his hands down on the table beside him, palms slapping stone as he did so.
“Well, I guess I should tell you the whole truth then,” his voice is quiet, and Arthur steps closer, “Sire I am not of Noble birth, and was born in a village - as you know.”
Arthur nods, his arms crossed, but his Kingly Bravado fell away at the sight of his knight, and one of his closest friends, being this vulnerable.
“Yes I know, but what does this ha-“
“And we children in the village we-“ he falters, “-we were never taught to read.”
“Yes, no I understand, I-“ he pauses, Lancelot’s words hitting him a bit too late, this was about literacy?
This, this whole conversation was about literacy?
Not being gay?
Merlin was going to have a field day
“Sire?”
“I understand Lancelot, and is this why you feel a little out of place with the other knights?” He carries it on, with a smile, he has a few questions to ask merlin.
“Yes, and that’s why I asked Gwaine to tutor me from time to time, although, the sessions carry through late into the night, which may have been affecting my performance at practice. I’ll have you know that this is a temporary th-“
“It’s fine Lancelot,” Arthur places a hand on his shoulder, “You are still exceptional at practice,”
“Thank you Sire,” Lancelot twinkles.
✨
“Theyre, theyre not together?” Merlin cant stop laughing, tears streaming down his face, “theyre not TOGETHER?? oh my God arthur what did you DO”
They sit together on Arthur’s bed, drinking wine from stemless cups together, with Arthur recounting the events of the day; red faced.
“I mean, it was your idea Merlin.”
“I just saw them, and I assumed...I didnt...I didnt think youd ASK them.”
“What do you think I’d do then?? Let them be on their merry way.”
“Yes!”
✨
“Do you like me?” Gwaine asks, unexpectedly, one night, the moon vibrant against the loud sea.
“You’re...tolerable...” Lancelot says, a smile tugging at his lips, as the silver moonlight falls against his hair, a halo around him.
✨
The knights give them the look every morning, as the two of them stumbled out of the same room, more frequently than ever.
Sometimes Lancelot would throw on Gwaine’s shirt, when he’d crumpled his own beyond repair. Sometimes Gwaine would put some of Lancelot’s hair oil on, when his hair was frizzy.
They gave each other knowing looks when Gwaine and Lancelot started whispering and giggling like a bunch of schoolgirls.
✨
And then Stupid gwaine had to go get fucking stabbed, and their delicate dance was like trying to waltz through a minefield.
Lancelot clutches onto Gwaine’s arm as Merlin feels his forehead with shaking hands.
“He’s burning up.”
“Infection...?” Lancelot sounds broken, and nods, fumbling with his pack to find some bandages.
It was just a simple quest; a save the day, get the girl, do various harmless shenanigans type of quest.
He’d half expected Gwaine to get the girl, and he cant help but give out a half choked laugh. Gwaine had no idea what hit him when she turned out to be the evil one all along.
He tries to forget that Gwaine showed no interest in her, he tries to forget that Gwaine’s been less frequent at the Tavern, he tries to forget that he hasn’t seen Gwaine with anyone since months now.
Gwaine, his beautiful Gwaine was lying on his lap, hot red blood rushing from his side, staining his polished chainmail with dark, sticky blood.
He’s been out for nearly an hour now, and Lancelot remembers carrying him, through the entire forest, forgetting his sword and his helmet and just grabbing Gwaine and getting the shit out of there.
Gwaine’s lack of self preservation was really rubbing off on Lancelot nowadays.
Merlin watches as Lancelot holds back tears, his own eyes stinging. Gwaine can’t die like this, he can’t die like this....
“hælan beorn adl”
Merlin’s eyes flashed gold, and Lancelot could feel warmth coming back into the fingers he was grabbing.
He was coming back.
And then the weight of everything hits him.
He was in Fucking Love.
✨
“Hey.” Gwaine’s voice is rough from disuse, but Lancelot nearly sobs when he hears the voice.
“Don’t fucking do that to me again, amor meus.” He puts his head down on Gwaine’s chest; finding the hammering of his heart calming.
He shimmies onto Merlin’s bed, which Gwaine had been lying in for the past few days.
“Did you mean, ami meus?” Gwaine sounds tired, too tired to be awake.
“Huh? Did i say something else?” Lancelot decides to play dumb, a sparkle in his eyes,
“I thought I heard amor meus,” Gwaine pushes his nose into Lancelot’s hair, taking in the wonderful smell of coconut.
“Well then, at least your hearing’s okay, amor meus.”
Gwaine gulped, and was sure Lancelot could hear his loud swallow.
“Lancelot, I hope this isnt a big joke with me teachin you latin and all,” Gwaine’s voice is a little wobbly from the slee deprivation and the magic and the pain numbers, “because I’ll have you know that I really love you, and I cant go on like this any longer,”
“Its okay Gwaine, I learnt latin from the man I love, of course it’s not a joke.”
“The man you love? Who’s tha-“
Realisation hits him like a brick.
Oh.
Oh.
“Me?” His voice cracks, and Lancelot looks up, a smirk on his face.
“Of course dumbass.”
“Like I’m meant to know that,” Gwaine tries to keep his dont care-ish aura, but they both know he’s too exhausted to keep that up.
“mmm?”
Gwaine kisses him on the nose, and he wraps himself around him.
And thats how Merlin finds them later that day, eyes blinking as he stood there.
✨
“I’m glad you’ve found someone, Lancelot.” Arthur coughs.
“Is that what that whole talk was about???”
“Answer the question.” His words sound harsh, but he’s barely hiding a smile.
“I’m glad too, I’m Glad I found Gwaine too.” Lancelot blushes, turning to gwaine.
“Why are you asking anyway, Princess?”
“Oh just, making sure this time.”
#shit this turned into a fic#im sorry#uhh#gwainecelot#gwaine#lancelot#gwaine x Lancelot#gwaine/lancelot#i should post this onto ao3#but like. fix it up first#fun times#first tumblr fic yall#im growing!!!#IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE AN ESSAY WHAT IS THIS#gwaincelot#im SO sorry
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Remus is going to prom
Summery: Patton’s about to go in tv and remus angst hits a little hard here so sorry about that
Ships: Logicality, Prinxiety, demus/dukeceit
When singing
Remus
Joan has been on the phone for an hour and Janus and Remus were cuddling on the bed giving each other little kisses as they wait for some good news. It’s been like this for an hour. Joan got off the phone feeling disappointed once again.
“That’s it’s there’s nothing”
Remus got up off the bed as Janus was still clinged onto him from cuddling “Seriously?!”
“Everybody’s booked give me a month or two and he can sit with jony woodrift.” Remus and Janus gave Joan a blank stare.
“She’s on pbs, no watches pbs might as well make him sit next to a rock.” Janus fell onto the bed as he let go of Remus.
“So were totally not screwed is what your saying.” There was a knock on the door. “Yes?” It was Roman and Virgil
“Hi.” Said Virgil asThe two of them had cheerful faces
“Don’t worry Virgil knows what we’re up too.”
“And I’m on board as long as Patton’s comfortable.”
“You should see him now he’s got dazzles in his eyes and he’s ready to stand up an$ tell his story. Your welcome by the way.” Said Janus. But Joan interrupted.
“Well he cant I’ve been kissing so much ass I can’t feel my face.” Virgil gave Roman a nod and he walked to the room giving some news. Roman took a deep breath.
“I have arranged a tv appearance on Eddie sharp tomorrow night at 8. There will be a live feed on the news station.” Every was in shocked about what Roman had just done. And Remus knew what he had just lost for that.
“You mean......the house in the hamptons?” Everyone gasp
“Yes I put his interest before my own, I expect nothing in return other than easeing someone else’s burden.” Everyone was starting to get excited. They’ve know Roman for years and he would never do something like that for anyone. I guess not being in New York can change a man.
“Roman that is very generous of you.” Said Janus.
“So what’s the audience like?” Asked Remus to Joan. “Eddie sharp on a weekday 16,000,000!!!” Everyone cheered and Remus picked up Roman and hugged him. “Roman you saved the day!!” All of a sudden there was a knock on the door. It was Patton.
“Hey” he said as he walked into the room. Remus told him the news .
“Patton you won’t believe it! Roman got you on Eddie sharp tomorrow at 8 and 16,000,000 people watching!” Patton couldn’t believe what he heard.
“Wow. That’s amazing. Thank you.” Said Patton to Roman
“I’m glad to be of help to you kid. Thanks to Virgil I will now h pls people like you.” He looked to Virgil as he blushed a bit.
“I’m going to take a stand and...I want to thank you all. Without your help and support, I would’ve never found the courage. But I wanted to tell you guys that....” he took a breath “..I’m gonna do it my way. I’m not going on tv.” And at this moment the room was quiet and Roman sat there with his eye twitching with a smile on his face. And everyone in the room knew what was about to happen next.
Roman spoke “ah well..........you owe me a FUCKING ARM!!!!!!” He ran to attack Patton but Janus and Virgil held him back and Virgil grabbed the smaller man and put him out of the room and Remus closed the door. “He’s very passionate sometimes.”
Patton sat on the bed “Yeah heh TVs not my thing...but I have a plan. It’s a good plan I just need some time to work on it...” he looked to Remus as to what he had just said and felt bad. “....I’m sorry” Remus walked to him
“Hey listen, we’ve fucked things up every step of the way but if you gotta plan I believe in you. I mean your smarter than all of us.” Patton giggled. Remus then thought of something which upseted him but he didn’t say it.
“I just.....I wish there was a prom for you and none of them.” Patton spoke
“I’ve been giving this a lot of thought and despite everything that has happened, I believe there’s good in everyone. You just gotta find it. Now here’s what’s gonna happen, I’m gonna do my thing and in the end there will be a kick ass prom in Edgewater, Indiana for everyone. Regardless of who they love.” Remus smiled.
“At least it will be better than my prom.”
“If you don’t mind me asking....what happened at you prom?” Remus moved to the bed where Patton was.
“Um well.....back when I was in high school with my Roman, I use to mess with him a lot and everyone in our school loved him. And no one like me. No one even knew I existed. And when Prom happened, I felt like I was already a mistake in his life so I stayed home because I wanted him to have fun and not be a burden to him on the night of his life. So I stayed home and pretended like I didn’t exist.” He teared up a little.
“I’m so sorry Remus. To make it up, I want you to be my date.” Remus looked up
“What? What about-“
“We broke up. Please say yes. There’s no one else in the world id rather go with.” Remus was so happy that he stared to cry.
“Don’t make me cry. I look fat...when I cry.” Patton began to cry a little too
“Your not fat your just.....big boned” then the two embraced in a long hug.
“Yes I’ll go to prom with you. Maybe I can wear my green dress the one I never wore. I still have it but it needs some major renovations! I can have it fedex!”
Patton smiled “well you better because we are going to prom.” Patton gave him one last hug and left the room leaving Remus alone.
I'm oddly excited
Perhaps that's because
Although it shouldn't matter
It somehow does
It's strange but
I feel like I'm in a time machine
'Cause guess what
It's like I'm suddenly seventeen
So book a white limo
Uncork the Dom
After twenty-nine years I am finally going to prom
I once thought
A night like this wasn't in the cards
Now I've got a date, a dress
And the whole nine yards
A rational person
Would just stay calm
Since when am I rational
Remus is going to prom
The prom!
I wish I could tell that sad kid I was
Just stop crying into his Cheetos
They say it gets better
Guess what, it does
Who cares if you're a big old girl
Just get into that gym
And twirl
Remus going to the
To the freaking prom
Going to the prom
In showbiz I've never felt such a thrill devine
My date is a High School gay boy
Still it's fine
And though it's been years
I might call my mom
And tell her that though it's overdue
All my waiting is over too
And if you're not happy I'm over you
'Cause Remus
Yes Remus
Look at me mom!
Remus is going to
Prom!!!!!!
People to tag- @artissi-jam @patt-off @frogsandcookies @icantthinkofacreativeurl @actingonimpulse @purplestarrystars @the-amazing-meow
Wow only 2 more chapters and this au is done
#sanders sides#livy writes#prinxiety#logicality#demus#dukeceit#ts joan#remus sanders#janus sanders#roman sanders#virgil sanders#patton sanders#sanders sides the prom au
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should have known better (Janus angst)
Janus was worried. This wasn’t an uncommon occurrence by any means, but it still concerned his friends a great deal. Still, he knew better than to vent, after what had happened last time.
He didn’t think Roman would ever look at him the same. He wished more than anything he could go back and just say “I’m fine”. He’d done it enough times. The lie came so naturally, it scared him a little.
Instead, he was hiding here in a convenient corner of the school library, reliving a decision he regretted more than anything. Janus pulled out his phone and keyed in his password, switching right to the messages app to reread the conversation.
Princey: Hey! You awake?
Evil Snake Boi: yeah but it's two in the morning, Ro.
Evil Snake Boi: how are you?
Princey: I’m doing alright! How bout you?
Evil Snake Boi: im ok
Princey: You sure?
Evil Snake Boi: im not ok
Princey: Wanna tell me what happened?
Evil Snake Boi: same thing that always happens. i fucked up, Ro.
Princey: Explain?
Evil Snake Boi: you know how Virge was avoiding us a while ago because of that thing Lo said?
Princey: Yeah?
Evil Snake Boi: i told Logan that Virgil said it wasn’t a big deal and told Virge that Logan said sorry.
Princey: That explains a lot.
Evil Snake Boi: then i felt bad for manipulating them like that and i told pat what i did because i couldn’t keep the secret any longer and im the kind of bitch who makes other people deal with the secrets that i cant deal with
Evil Snake Boi: he didnt believe me. I cant fucking come clean no matter what i do.
Princey: But you’re so honest… I can’t think of a single time you lied.
Evil Snake Boi: i guess you didn’t really know me. to be fair i dont think i know me either
Princey: Are you okay?
Evil Snake Boi: what do you fucking think princey
Princey: What else happened?
Evil Snake Boi: you know that guy in my homeroom class?
Princey: Mark?
Evil Snake Boi: that’s the one. he’s kinda the first one who called me out on my lies.
Evil Snake Boi: today he was saying some shit about how im nothing but a liar and never will be anything more
Princey: Well, that’s rude.
Evil Snake Boi: he also said no one in their right mind would trust me if they really… knew me, i guess
Evil Snake Boi: so lets see what happens.
Evil Snake Boi: im not in writing club i just have regular appointments with the school psychologist.
Evil Snake Boi: i’ve been talking with remus and he complains to me about you. i probably know all your secrets at this point.
Evil Snake Boi: whenever there’s a conflict, i pretend to be on both sides
Evil Snake Boi: see? you’re going to hate me now
Princey: I mean, I’m not exactly happy about hearing that you’re secretly a huge liar.
Evil Snake Boi: i just don’t know how to not lie it’s just kinda my first instinct
Evil Snake Boi: i dont want to end up alone, just a liar who no one trusts anymore
Princey: Janus…
Evil Snake Boi: im sorry, Ro. you shouldn’t have to deal with this.
Evil Snake Boi: you shouldn’t have to deal with me.
Evil Snake Boi: it’ll be lo and virge who stop talking to me first
Evil Snake Boi: then you and remus.
Evil Snake Boi: then pat will eventually come around when he realizes how much of a toxic friend i am
Evil Snake Boi: so go ahead and block me it’s what i would do if i were you
Evil Snake Boi: i don’t know if i’m really as friendly as i am around you all and everyone else is just annoying and deserving of the fact that i’m never nice to them or if i’m just accidentally manipulating you guys.
Princey: It’s pretty late.
Evil Snake Boi: you think?
Princey: Maybe you should go to sleep?
Evil Snake Boi: alright. good night?
Princey: Night.
Janus shut his phone off and put it away, clenching his hands into fists. His nails dug into his palms. Stupid. Idiot. Why did you say that? Do you want to lose all your friends?
Idiot.
Worthless.
Liar.
Pathetic.
He tensed his shoulders, crossing his arms over his chest. Tears spilled out of his eyes, running down his face and dripping onto the table in front of him. Janus released his hands, looking at the crescent-shaped indentations where his fingernails had dug into his palms and left marks. Why am I like this?
Janus was the self-care friend. That was his role. He was protective and sarcastic and helped his friends out. He didn’t cry. He didn’t vent. He knew who he was. He didn’t tell lies.
He took a deep breath. Dried his tears with a tissue from his backpack. Rubbed lotion on the indentations. Thought of an excuse for his sudden disappearance. I was doing homework for English class.
He stood up, and made his way out of the library without encountering anyone. Checking his phone, it was the end of the school day. Janus headed for the school doors, finding his friends in the crowd of students trickling out of the exit. Patton waved to him, a bright smile showing on his face. Logan barely glanced up from where he was telling Remus some of the more disturbing facts he had memorized. Roman wasn’t there, as he had play practice. Virgil was standing at Patton’s shoulder with his headphones on.
“Hi, Janus!” Patton called. “Where were you?”
Janus arranged his features into something like a smile, and told another lie.
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Date Night
Word Count: 1793
TW: sympathetic Janus and Remus, crying, there's quite a bit of Romangst.
Pairings: minor intruality and sanflorez, logince because what else?
Notes: Sanders Sides’ anniversary is in two days! This is my first ever canonverse fic I’ve ever finished. I love Nico a normal amount. I just want everyone to get along and feel appreciated. This is also the first time I’ve successfully finished a fic in like more than a year so! Hope y'all enjoy!
Summary: Thomas has a date with Nico and everyone wants this to go perfectly.
“Thomas you look terrible you have to fix this!”
“Virgil, I know this is your job but also could you please not???”
Thomas was getting ready for a date with Nico and currently Virgil was floating around his head filling him with enough doubt that he was half ready to just cancel.
“YOU CANT CANCEL!!!”
Virgil's voice boomed enough that not only did Thomas drop his brush, but Patton and Roman popped in. They shared a look at each other, then to Virgil and Thomas, then back to each other. Patton went to Thomas, legs crossed as he floated behind him, hands on his shoulders massaging gently as Roman went to Virgil, the only one choosing to stand as he tried to calm the anxious side.
“Hey kiddo! I know you're nervous, but you got this! Now pick back up that brush and finish up your hair! I know this is gonna be great!”
“But Virgil said I look awful!”
“He's panicking. He wants this to go well as much as the rest of us do. He wasn't trying to discourage you kiddo, he's doing his best”
Thomas took in a deep breath as Roman guided Virgil through a few breathing exercises in the corner of the bathroom.
“One thing you can taste Vee”
“Fear. um, um, the toothpaste Thomas just used”
“Good job Virge. Breathe. Hyperventilating isn't helping anyone”
“Yeah. yeah you're right”
“You're doing great moody gloom. Maybe you should take a break. Tap out for a while”
“But Thomas needs!!!”
“Thomas is overwhelmed, and so are you. Take five emo, we got this”
“... fine. Ok. just, don't let him look bad ok?”
“Wouldn't dream of it”
Virgil sunk out and Roman took in a deep breath as he spun towards Thomas with a grin. He walked over and mussed up his hair a bit, to which Thomas grumbled slightly. Patton giggled as Roman fixed his hair in just the right way. Thomas let a smile slip onto his face as Roman finished it with a satisfied noise.
“Thanks Ro. You're a huge help”
“My pleasure! Now about this outfit…”
They were all in the mind palace again as Thomas went to meet up with Nico. Patton was fixed to the TV, watching through Thomas’ eyes as he drove, with a smile on his face. Virgil was sat nearby as well, but with his headphones on to help him stay calm. Logan was holed up in his room, hiding they assumed, as when they had first met Nico he had short circuited and as Patton recalled to Roman, ‘sat staring at the TV with heart eyes for a good few hours’. Regardless, Logan also had a lot to do with all of this happening, let alone the patreon that had exploded. Janus was sitting on the table with a mug of coffee also watching the TV. His interest was muted as both Roman and Virgil had made it loud and clear that he was unable to interfere in any way. Whether he was planning on listening was debatable. Roman and Remus were however in the kitchen giggling like children and baking.
“He is so cuteeee!!!”
“I agree! Absolutely bootylicious even!!!”
“God he's heavenly. I can't believe we scored a date with him!!! He still liked Thomas after he said he was the one that fell into the trash can!!!”
“I KNOW RIGHT!!! God he's my soulmate, he loves us in all our trash man entirety!!!”
“I figured you would be excited about that”
The two laughed as Roman pulled the goodies out of the oven. Roman was always happy to have the powers of the imagination as he pulled out trays upon trays of baked goods. He and Remus got to work separating them onto separate plates. And Remus quickly let out an exaggerated breath to cool down everything as they stacked them up to bring out to the living room. Remus sat down next to Patton, handing him a cookie with a soft smile that Patton returned excitedly. Patton scooted closer to Remus and leaned his head on his shoulder.
Roman however, took the last plate of cookies and ventured off to Logan's room. He knocked three times and entered, and like he had expected, Logan was curled up on his bed with a genuinely elated smile on his face as he seemed to behave like pearl from Steven Universe as his eyes glazed over and he watched what Thomas was up to. Roman smiled gently at him, gently brushing a stray strand of hair out of Logan's face. Logan blinked then, focusing back on where he was and closed his eyes again as he leaned into Romans hand.
“Hey there rocket man”
“Hey there”
Logan's eyes open and Roman can't help the skip his heart does when Logan looks at him, his face pure happiness; bliss and love plainly evident in his eyes as he looks at him. Roman cant hold himself back from kissing him right there. It's not long, but it doesn't matter because Logan's smile only gets bigger and Roman only falls even more in love with him.
“You know, maybe it's not so bad you've hidden here, I get to keep this beautiful boy in front of me all to myself”
And Logan laughs, and Roman doesn’t know how he was so lucky, so blessed to be loved by the logical side, to get to see him smile so unashamed, to hear his laugh like bells and sunshine, to be able to hold him close and tell him that he is his universe, his stars and moons and planets and nebulae, that he is his everything and know the feeling is mutual. It's like nothing else, and it's only more intense as the fog of emotions weighs over them all. Not that it makes much of a difference in this moment as Logan looks at him yet again and really this is just how he always feels around him, he doesn’t know if he would ever fall out of the pure bliss of love with Logan, he doesn’t think he will ever be able to look at Logan and not feel his chest swell in happiness.
Logan shifts away a bit and Roman lets his hand fall to his side as Logan climbs out from under his blankets and moves closer to Roman, nearly in his lap, leaning against his chest with his arms around him. Roman wraps his arms around his boyfriend and brings him even closer, placing a kiss on the top of his head. He rubs circles into his back and hums contentedly.
“So, I used your Crofters”
Logan pulls back and glares at Roman and Roman has to hold back the chuckle in his throat.
“I see. I don't think you get cuddles anymore-”
As he said that Roman grabbed one of the cookies and hands it to him and Logan's eyes go wide. He looks between the cookie and Roman and that beautiful smile returns as he takes a bite.
“Is cuddle time still over?”
“You can stay, I suppose. Are there more?”
“Of course”
Logan goes back to curling up in his lap when he finishes his cookie. Roman is happy there, with his boyfriend bundled up in his arms, Thomas off on a date with a cute boy as well as the cookies next to him.
“I love you starlight”
Roman is surprised by that. Logan was not one for outright declarations of love, he much preferred to just show it, it was less awkward for him, easier than getting himself to say it out loud. Not to say he never did, Logan was the one to ask him out first. And there's been other occasions since then, but it was rare to hear him say it. So Roman held Logan tighter and smiled wider.
“I love you too princess”
“How do you think Thomas is doing?”
“Good, I think. I think he's gonna be ok”
“I'm scared. I feel like I cant do my job, there's so many feelings all the time”
“I know baby. It'll be ok. I know you'll figure it out. You always do”
Logan stops responding for a while and Roman is ok with that, with sitting in silence. And then he speaks up again.
“This is going to sound dumb, but it feels like when I’m able to be alone with you, but all the time”
“What do you mean?”
“Like… you make me so… happy. It's hard to focus when I'm with you because I just, you’re so much more important. But now it's like that all the time and it's weird. It's weird to feel it at all, let alone at all times of the day. I just, how do you do work like this?”
Roman felt the surge of love again, he makes Logan happy. He makes Logan so happy that it's hard for him to focus. Logan thought he was important. He felt like he could cry.
“I don't know. It's sort of my element, I think I personally work better with the fog. It's a good feeling to encourage creativity. It's hard for me to do my job these days without it. If it was the slightest bit reasonable id do my work here with you”
Logan stiffens and Roman panics a bit.
“You, what do you mean?”
Logan leans back and looks at him.
“I haven't felt my princely self in a good long while. You make me feel happy too lo, I've been stuck without inspiration for ages but I feel like when I’m with you I could write unendingly, like my creativity can thrive”
Logan's eyes widened and he dove back into Romans chest, face red and warm. Roman chuckled lightly.
“I don't deserve you”
“Your insane Lo. You deserve the world and more”
“You're so good to me. You're so good”
“So are you hun”
“No, Roman, you're so good, you know that right?”
Roman stills. He doesn't understand what Logan is talking about.
“What are you on about Lo?”
“You're good. You're a good person, you're good at your job, you're a good boyfriend, none of us say it enough, but Roman you’re so good and we all love you. I love you so much Roman, I'm sorry that I don't say it enough”
Roman stutters. He doesn't know how to respond but he can feel tears falling down his face. He shoves his face into Logan's hair as he feels himself shake from the sobs he feels escaping.
“Thank you Logan, I love you too, god I love you so much Logan”
Logan leans back again when Roman stops crying with a small smile.
“You wanna watch some Disney?”
“That sounds amazing”
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High School Rejects
Version 1
NOTE: I have been homeschooled my whole life and thus only have movies to go off for high school dynamics. I wrote two versions of this and couldn’t decide which was better.
Word Count: 2,149
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Virgil ignored the shove he received as the jock walked past. Turning his music up, he opened his locker and grabbed his books. A hand nudged his shoulder and he looked up to see his best friend standing there. Not bothering to turn off his music, he simply signed at him. “What?” His expression conveying mild annoyance at being interrupted.
Logan smiled, signing back. “Are you free next period?”
“It is a free period.” He smirked, exaggerating the sign for ‘free’ to stress it.
Logan’s mouth opened in a laugh that Virgil knew would be silent even if his music wasn’t at the volume of a jet engine. Logan shook his head and pulled on his sleeve to get his mind back to the present. “Meet me in our spot, okay?”
Virgil nodded and turned back to his locker. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the cheerleaders sneer as they walked past, taking a wide berth around Logan. Virgil snarled at them, taking a protective step in Logan’s direction, even as he turned the corner. The cheerleaders passed and Virgil turned back to his locker, counting down the days until graduation on the calendar hanging on the locker door.
Logan didn’t deserve their scorn. Sure, he was mute, but that wasn’t his fault. He was born that way, and he was thriving. It shouldn’t matter that he couldn’t speak, he was the smartest person in class and everyone knew it. His report card more than proved that. Logan shouldn’t have to be shunned for the majority of his time in school, only getting attention when there was a group project that needed to be done. Even then, he got saddled with all of the work while the rest of the group went off and partied. Virgil smiled as he thought of Logan refusing to put the others’ name on a project they didn’t help on.
He slammed his locker, getting a similar wide berth as he made his way out the doors and onto the lawn. He smiled as Logan waved him over to their usual tree. Turning his music off, he slipped his headphones off and put them in his bag. He plopped down next to Logan, giggling. “How was your day?” He asked verbally.
Logan shrugged, leaning into him. “It was fine, I guess.” He signed. Virgil had to look down at him to make sure his face wasn’t scrunched up in the way that said he was being sarcastic.
“You wanna talk about it or just focus on this?” He pulled out a notebook with different star charts and things on it.
Logan grabbed the book and flipped to a familiar page: the list of horror movies Virgil had been working on in class. Virgil laughed. “I didn’t realize you’d seen me do that.”
Logan pointed at a title, leaning up to look at Virgil, eyes pleading. “Take my mind off school?” His hands said.
Virgil nodded, holding his arm out for a pillow as he described the plot line of the movie. He didn’t give away any spoilers, just told enough to give him a trailer. When that was done, Logan pointed to another title and Virgil did the same for that. This went on for another few titles before Logan finally sat up again. Virgil gave him his full attention.
“I want to ask you something but I’m nervous.” He signed.
Virgil smiled, wondering if this was what he thought it was. “If you’re asking if I wanna go back to your house to watch some of these, you don’t even have to ask.” He joked, trying to lighten the mood.
Logan shoved his shoulder, causing the boy in black to go sprawling. He laughed again, his head tilting back as the sunlight caressed his curls and bounced off his glasses frames. “No, silly.”
Virgil laughed. “Take your time, I’m here when you’re ready.”
Logan nodded, his hands twisting in his lap. After a few minutes of sitting there, he took a deep breath and raised his hands, starting to shakily sign. “Will you go to prom with me?”
Virgil’s brow furrowed in confusion. “I thought we agreed to go together if neither of us got a date for it.”
Logan shook his head, frustration evident on his expressive face. “No!” The sign was sharp, clearly a yell. He took a few breaths as Virgil sat up.
“Hey, no, I’m sorry. Take your time, I won’t interrupt again.”
Logan nodded and took yet another deep breath. When he was steady again, he signed the same thing again with a crucial difference. “Will you be my date to prom?”
Virgil blinked, having to let that set in for a few minutes. When it finally hit him that this was real and Logan wasn’t just securing his presence at the dance but rather asking him out on an actual date, a smile spread across his face. He surged forward, tackling Logan into a hug. “I thought you’d never ask.”
Version 2
Virgil hefted his backpack just a bit higher on his back, his playlist starting to wind down as it came to an end. He heard the distinctive slam of a person being shoved against a locker. Looking up, he found the familiar figure of his best friend with his back to the lockers, hands rising in a feeble attempt to block the blows coming his way.
Virgil rushed forward, dropping his backpack in the process. He squeezed between Logan and Felix, his back to Logan. He pushed his hands up, shoving Felix back. This didn’t do much against the quarterback but it did manage to get him to back up just a bit.
Felix just laughed and swung at Virgil instead. Virgil took the punch to the gut, doing his best to sign behind his back. “Go.”
Logan didn’t leave, instead he fisted his hand into the back of Virgil’s shirt, hanging onto the taller boy. Virgil tried to back out of the situation, tried to shuffle around so he and Logan could run, or at least get Logan to run. It didn’t work as they were just boxed in by another member of the football team.
Virgil made sure to cover Logan as much as he could, taking the blows on his back and head and arms. A few more hits landed, many of them glancing off but some still hitting in ways Virgil knew was going to bruise later, before a teacher came and broke it up.
“Hey, break it up!” A hand reached in between them and pulled Felix and the other players off Virgil before trying to pry Virgil off Logan. He cried out and held on tighter, crying to shield his friend as much as he could. The voice turned soft. “Hey, I’m not trying to hurt you, I’m trying to make sure you’re not hurt.”
Virgil finally uncurled from around Logan, still keeping a hand on him. Looking up, he found himself face to face with Roman Knightly, the gym teacher and football coach. “Then what are you trying to do?”
Coach Knightly sighed before he stood back just a bit. Behind him, Virgil could see the biology teacher, Remus Knightly, wrangling the football players down the hall. “I’m trying to take you to the nurse's office in a timely manner so I can stop my brother from giving the other students a taste of their own medicine.”
Virgil nodded, slowly getting up. He turned to look at Logan. “Are you alright?”
Logan must have noticed more concern on his face than he meant to have because he briefly put a hand on Virgil’s arm before signing back. “I’m fine. How are you?”
Virgil smiled. “I’ll be alright.”
Coach Knightly put his hands on his hips. “I think we’ll let the nurse be the judge of that.”
Virgil nodded, helping Logan up and grabbing their backpacks before the three set off down the hall. They were dropped off at the door before Coach sprinted down the hall. Virgil just shrugged and opened the door. The nurse turned around and smiled. “What can I help you with, kiddos?”
Logan took the initiative and started signing. “Coach Knightly dropped us off here.”
The nurse’s smile turned sad. “I’m sorry, kiddo. I don’t know any sign language.”
Logan looked at Virgil, who nodded and translated. “He said Coach Knightly dropped us off here.”
The nurse nodded. “Then why don’t you go ahead and hop on up on this stool so I can take a look at you, alright?”
Virgil blinked. “You’re not even going to ask what’s wrong?”
The nurse smiled again. It seemed the smile was almost always on his face, no matter the situation. “If Coach Knightly dropped you off, it’s probably another instance of the football players acting out. That’s all I need to know right now. So,” he clapped his hands, “who wants to go first.”
Logan immediately pointed at Virgil, who hissed, “Traitor,” under his breath. Still, he sat on the stool as requested.
The nurse stood in front of him, hands raised but not touching him. “Is there anywhere that hurts the worst?”
Virgil shrugged. “I guess my back.”
So, they stayed in the nurse’s office, getting fixed up. Coach came back after a few minutes, panting slightly. “Patton, so glad you know what to do.” He said when he caught his breath.
Patton laughed as he put a butterfly on a cut over Logan’s cheek. “Of course I do.” Like a switch being flipped, his voice changed from the warm and comforting tone he’d been using the whole time to a dark and dangerous one. “Now, what did I say about letting this happen again?”
Coach took a visible step back, fear evident in his eyes. “You said that you’d ruff me up worse than the student.”
Patton nodded, smiling as he handed both boys lollipops. “You two run along now. I need to have a word with Coach in private.”
Virgil took Logan’s hand and they left, walking out of the school entirely and going to their favorite tree. They sat down, Virgil propped against the tree and Logan laying next to him, head on his leg. They sat in silence for a few minutes before Virgil broke it.
“You wanna talk about it or just focus on this?” He pulled out a notebook with different star charts and things on it.
Logan grabbed the book and flipped to a familiar page: the list of horror movies Virgil had been working on in class. Virgil laughed. “I didn’t realize you’d seen me do that.”
Logan pointed at a title, leaning up to look at Virgil, eyes pleading. “Take my mind off life?” His hands said.
Virgil nodded, scooting down to lie next to Logan and holding his arm out for a pillow as he described the plot line of the movie. He didn’t give away any spoilers, just told enough to give him a trailer. When that was done, Logan pointed to another title and Virgil did the same for that. This went on for another few titles before Logan finally sat up again. Virgil went up on his elbows to give him his full attention.
“I want to ask you something but I’m nervous.” He signed.
Virgil smiled, wondering if this was what he thought it was. “If you’re asking if I wanna go back to your house to watch some of these, you don’t even have to ask.” He joked, trying to lighten the mood.
Logan shoved his shoulder, causing the boy in black to go sprawling. He laughed again, his head tilting back as the sunlight caressed his curls and bounced off his glasses frames. “No, silly.”
Virgil laughed. “Take your time, I’m here when you’re ready.”
Logan nodded, his hands twisting in his lap. After a few minutes of sitting there, he took a deep breath and raised his hands, starting to shakily sign. “Will you go to prom with me?”
Virgil’s brow furrowed in confusion. “I thought we agreed to go together if neither of us got a date for it.”
Logan shook his head, frustration evident on his expressive face. “No!” The sign was sharp, clearly a yell. He took a few breaths as Virgil sat up.
“Hey, no, I’m sorry. Take your time, I won’t interrupt again.”
Logan nodded and took yet another deep breath. When he was steady again, he signed the same thing again with a crucial difference. “Will you be my date to prom?”
Virgil blinked, having to let that set in for a few minutes. When it finally hit him that this was real and Logan wasn’t just securing his presence at the dance but rather asking him out on an actual date, a smile spread across his face. He surged forward, tackling Logan into a hug. “I thought you’d never ask.”
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Objection!: Chapter 30
Chapter title: Everything Will Be Alright
A/n: Ahahahaah IM SO SORRY im so sorry that its been months im so sorry that this chapter is awful im so sorry im so sorry that i call this awful piece of work anything im so sorry im sorry im sorry bad chapters short chapter ohmygod how dare i call this anything im so sorry im sorry
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words: 2142
summary: They must act quickly when the tiny hospital room tenses up
pairings: Eventual logicality, prinxiety, platonic demus, romantic remile
warnings: Murder mention, child murder, Law and Courtroom, swearing, blood, hospital, crime scene, murder, gun mention, guns, swearing abuse, graphic descriptions, alcohol, shooting, crying
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Logan begs, nay he prays Patton would remain blissfully asleep. Through the past few months the poor father had been thrown into obstacle after obstacle after obstacle. Constantly finding himself in trouble, and danger. He knows how hopeless Patton felt, how broken. He just wanted to help his partner find the pieces and put them back together, not lose more vital ones.
“You're not really about to kill a man, in a hospital, surrounded by witnesses, are you?” Roman proposes. To give the judge props, he was handling this with much more patience than expected after finding out your boyfriend was a conspiring murderer trying to rid the world of you and your best friend.
Eh, Virgil was a better option anyway.
Not the time Roman. He should be devastated but of course he isn't. Of course...he's relieved.
Because he's in love with Virgil.
“Don't shoot, be rational James” Logan tries, he knows his efforts are meaningless. The man had been hot on Patton's trails for months. He wasn't Jeff Winger, one charmed speech wasn't going to make this all better. “You wont be leaving the hospital without your hands in cuffs”
“Yeah well at least i'll be leaving with one man…” He eyes Roman and Logan “Or however many dead”
“Mm hydrangeas” Patton mumbles, Logan squeezes his temples so hard hoping his partner stays sleeping. “Log..an” He mutters, tossing over, pulling the blanket closer but remains gentle and soothingly asleep.
“Aw look, he calls for you” James mocks.
“Dude, that's so low” Roman huffs. He looks to Logan but the man's eyes remain planted on his fiancee. Stall, that's all he remembers from Virgil's ramblings. “James...please dont do this” He pulls out his tears, it felt off faking his feelings but James was a murderer so eh. “I thought...was it all a lie?” He questions, fighting back a smirk as the gun lowers slightly. James falters, he looks back with soft eyes to Roman, suddenly in the blink of an eye someone pushes past Roman, grabs James and tackles him to the ground. His gun slides across the room crashing into metal.
“Roman the gun” He hears an exasperated Virgil request. Roman moves in unison with Logan who rushes to a newly awakened Patton.
“What's going on?” He yawns, gladly accepting Logan's embrace. James pops up into his view with Virgil behind him. “James?” He wonders, Roman hands Virgil the gun and the pieces fall into place. His “Oh” was ever so small. Logan only held tighter as their eyes trailed Virgil and James walking away, listening to the detective read off James’s rights. Logan remains right where he stands, glaring out the door. “Lo?”
“Hm?” He snaps looking at his partner.
“Hi, I'm here” Patton comforts, he takes Logan's cheek bringing him in for a gentle kiss. “Alive, and well, and no extra gunshot wounds” He teases, Logan snorts feeling embarrassed as the nose escapes his mouth. “Oh my god, adorable” Patton giggles pulling Logan on to his bed. The lawyers arm drape over him and they hold one another close.
“Please quit scaring me” Logan begs, whispering affectionately into Patton's ears. Patton interlaces his fingers with Logans, kissing his hand lightly.
“Pinky promise”
“Dont make promises you cant fucking keep” Remy storms in. The lawyers sit up, a protective Logan stands, still upset at the detectives for what they had done. Patton fiddles uncomfortably with the blanket. “God are you ok? What the hell happened?” He rushes
“I don't think you're entitled to that information anymore Remy” Logan sighs, his arms folded. “You see that is reserved for Patton's friends” Logan scowls, Patton gasps and wants to speak but a mis-directed glare from Logan quiets him quickly.
“Fuck you Logan” Are the last angered words from the caffeinated detective before he slams the door. The sound shaking Patton. As soon as Logan looks to him he breaks. His tears fall faster than Logan could realize what he had done.
“Patton” He goes, but a sobbing Patton shakes his head begging for a moment alone. “I love you” He says before taking his exit.
Why, why did he leave?
Patton knew what panic attacks felt like, he had plenty. But everytime the shock hit him and it hurt, it scared him with a fear mightier than death. He wanted to call out for Logan but he couldn't speak. A pathetic squeak was all he managed. He pounded at the bedside but couldn't breathe, he clutched hard but couldn't remember any of his usual tricks. When the door opened he had hoped for Logan to be his usual stubborn self.
“Pat I jus-” Virgil begins but sees the pure fear in his friends eyes. He rushes to his side, instantly taking his friends hands. “Stop hitting yourself” he commands, the stern but safe voice sent something over Patton. “I'm going to hold you now” he warns, Patton nods through his shakes. He holds his friend, tightly applying pressure to Pattons nervous system. After a few minutes of pure silence and gentle touch, Patton can breathe steadily once more. “Roman had the goofiest smile while we walked back” Virgil tells, Pattons ears perk up and listen. Something to focus on. “He said he was almost glad he had an excuse to get out of a relationship with James... he said he missed me” Virgil shouldn't have blushed
“H-he does” Patton manages.
“I missed him to…” After a hesitation Virgil looks to Patton who had now cozied himself into Virgil's embrace. “I miss you” He whispers. Like a small child Patton tugs the opening of the detective's jacket.
“I missed you so much” He sighs with a yawn
“Get some rest you dork” He strokes gently watching Patton feel safe as he let himself join the world of rest. Virgil remained comfortable with Patton, he watched the TV on mute with subtitles. After about an hour the door opened, Logan's face morphed through a million emotions as he examined the scene before him.
“Get out” He whispers viciously.
“Logan, specs, i love you but you're being an idiot” He rolls his eyes. “I'm not moving, Patton had a panic attack so i'm staying until he tells me he's ok, not because you're an angry calculator” Virgil stands his ground, he doesn't wait for Logan's reaction he looks back to the tv. Of course this causes him to miss Logan's shoulders falling, and his face softening.
“A panic attack” he breathes, he moves to Pattons other side, serving him a glass of water for when he awakens. “Sleep well sunshine” He delivers a gentle kiss to Pattons forehead before leaving. Virgil smiles at the couple once Logans out of sight.
“God hes so whipped” Virgil laughs to himself.
~~~
“You take yours and Ill take mine” Logan jokes as he and Roman quietly enter the room. Virgil and Patton lay fast asleep cuddled with one another.
“Hes not mine...I mean” Roman sighs, he strokes away the faded purple streaks of Virgil's hair while he situates him into his arms. He looks with a gentle smile as Virgil cuddles into his arms. Roman cant help but place a quick kiss on his forehead.
“Mm?” Patton hums once the comfortable warmth had been left cold and empty. “V?” He manages
“I'm here, Virgils, gonna go home and rest” Logan whispers, cuddling up as he waves Roman goodbye. Patton giggles turning around and kissing Logan as he readjusts his position. “I love you so much, i'm sorry I wasn't here”
“You're here now, and thats all that matters..all thats ever gonna matter” Patton replies, he kisses him once more, Logan feels his face flush with heat so halting. “How are the twins?” He wonders fiddling with Logans fingers.
“Good, Emile is having plenty of fun with them” Logan assures, a breathy sigh on Pattons neck sending a tickle down his spine. “They miss you though,” Logan adds, knowing Patton misses them just the same.
“Well shucks!” Patton grumbles, he sits up allowing himself to still embrace Logan. “Im all rested up!” He laughs, Logan smiles watching the man he loves flood through. “Will you get me my wheelchair! I wanna get out of this bed!” He jumps, Logan chuckles wearily but nods. He takes his stand helping Patton into the chair.
“Where to?” He asks, holding to the chair.
“Anywhere!” Patton giggles pointing forward. “Oo! Let's head to the cafeteria for some food, i'm starving” Patton jumps, Logan leans down giving him a soft kiss on his forehead.
“Anything you for you” He whispers, the serious tone was not missed and Patton took his hand quickly. He squeezed it gently promising he would do anything for Logan. The walk out the rolling of the wheels was smooth across the minted floor. They passed by many rooms, Pattons excitement faltered listening to the sounds of pain, loss...but then…
“Oh Logan stop wait” Patton halts the wheels as they pass the nursery. “Oh look! Twins” He recognizes instantly, they lay next to each other, both girls, both beautiful. “Oh they are gorgeous” He swoons
“Not as gorgeous as your twins” Logan reminds Patton, blushes as he did watching Logan grow with his kids. He didn't have to do it alone anymore. “I love you”
“I love you more than anything Logan” He replies.
“I scared you earlier, didn't I?” He blurts, kneeling in front of his fiancee. “I saw the look, the fear behind your eyes...I reminded you of...him” Logan laments. Patton fiddles with his hospital gown, averting any gaze from Logan.
“I want to make up my own mind, i want to set my own boundaries, and i want to talk to my friends” Patton rushes
“I'm so sorry, i got too defensive and didnt think about you, just about protecting you. I just want you to be safe” Logan defends, still Patton fiddles apprehensive. “I'm not him, and i'm so sorry. There are no excuses for what I did and it will never happen again.” He takes Patton's cheek ever so gently. “Your words and thoughts...they matter Patton. They always will my love.”
“You needn't be so sorry, I know you're not Liam. You never have been. I'm just cautious and…” He looks back to the children, parents fawning over them. “I want this to work” He takes Logans hands kissing them sweetly. “I want this to work more than I have wanted anything in my entire life” Logan lets out a quiet breath. “I love you Logan Tolentino”
“And i love you Patton Hart”
“I now pronounce you husband and wife!” Emile giggles holding Valerie and Remus' hands. They bounce before charging towards the couple hugging them happily.
“Can I be the flower girl?” Valerie questions sitting on Patton's lap. Remus struggles in logan's hold wanting to examine his father's wheelchair.
“I wanna be the flower girl!” Remus argues, Logan takes the back of the boys head gently. “Hi” He smiles happily. He wraps his pudgy arms around Logans neck hugging him. “Im hungry” He ponders instantly pulling away “Dada-” he pauses “Mister Lolo can I still call you that?” He asks. Logans heart tugs just a tad. With no words available in his vernacular he simply nods. “Food time please” Valerie nods in agreement still snuggled up to Patton.
“What the twins want-” Patton begins meeting Logans eyes across the way. Logan returns a gentle smile.
“The twins shall get” He finishes standing up with Remus tight and safe in his hold. Valerie claps in excitement while Remus practically falls over himself laughing. “Im going to put you both into your fathers lap now so i can push his chair” He informs, the kids oblige only thinking of the chair as a new fun toy.
After goodbyes to Emile and gratitude of course for looking after them, they set off to the cafeteria. Though they know that most of the food wouldnt appetize them the children were able to ravish the entirety of their meals.
Ive got to teach these children what taste it, Logan thinks sighing. He looks to Patton whos hand was held in his the entire time, watching as his fiance's eyes grow droopy in the cold saddened room of the hospital. It had been a lot today, the adrenaline had dissipated and the exhausted would set in. But even so tired Patton looked elated, staring and listening intently as the twins rambled away. Even in these dark hours where nothing was certain, there was light. Logan never understood that, he thought that no person could ever bring this type of joy or emotion out of him. Love never made sense, and it didn't have to for him, but right now..it made all the sense...and he loved nothing more.
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patton's asthma attack and finally agreeing to try therapy
content warnings: hurt/comfort, detailed description of asthma attack, very brief mention of past eating disorder, crying (i always hav that tho)
i copy pasted this from mine and livs discord convo so thats why it might be formatted weird and i swear a lot also if you see "hhh yeah" then thats liv commenting hshshsh
patton has had a cough the past few days because BASICALY since priscilla (remys cat) visited hes been more breathless with his asthma but he didnt tell anyone bc he doesnt want to worry them or make it so vee never get to see priscilla again if she cant visit anymore
so his asthma is acting up but he ignores it - and hes had asthma cough for a couple days (which is a sign of an incoming asthma attack) but again hes ignoring it, hes so used to brushing off symptoms he doesnt click what it means and he diesn ttake his inhaler when he needs it
WAAAHH oh fuck oh my god oh god wait fuck i just realised
the moment patton gets his asthma attack its saturday afternoon, roman is little and playing with logan and vee isnt quite little yet but fae's on faer way there, fae is very giggly and playful and patton says "okay babygirl, lets go get you changed!"
and when he gets up from the couch he takes a moment to cough and just stand still a sec bc he got suddenly dizzy but he pushed through it to not worry vee, and he actually usually lifts her onto his hip straight away, but this time he very subtly is like "okay hold daddys hand while we walk to the stairs"
so they get to the stairs and patton of course lifts vee up, and theyre only a few steps up when pattons breathing gets really heavy. it makes vee frown and look at him and say "daddy am i heavy?"
and patton smiles and shakes his head, because hes too breathless to speak. but he pushes through and hurries up as fast as possible
once theyre at the top of the stairs, patton is wheezing. his chest is rattling and whistling and he suddenly loses his smile and quickly hurries away from the stairs to place vee gently on the hallway floor, and as soon as vee is safe patton wobbily sinks to his knees and leans his head against the wall. his eyes shut tight trying so so hard to breath but its realy whistly now
and vee of course panics. "dady? papa are you okay??" and whimpers when patton doesnt react and clutches at his chest
and it throws her out of her semi regression. she jumps up and hurries downstairs, a little wobbily but ultimately fine. and she speints to where logan and riman are and yells "daddys h havin a panic attack!" and instantly starts crying
logan and roman were in the middle of a game and smiling and laughing but as SOON as they hear that they jump into action. logan runs out of the room to go to patton and roman grows up and runs to vee and lifts her up to shush her cries and calm her down - they dont even share a single look before they do this, they both just instinctively know what to do
and logan of course finds patton and realises its an asthma attack not a panic attack - he goes into his emergency like emotionless mode where he just gets the job done. he asks clearly where patton keeps his inhaler and patton just shakes his head. so logan alarmed asks "you dont have a reliever inhaler??" and patton winces and shakes his head again.
logan sprints to his room into his bedside drawer to find tthe inhaler he keeps for emergencies double checking it hasnt expired
he sits with his legs around patton, patton leaned back agains his torso, and puffs pattons inhaler for him and times the attack and the puffs (knowing that if it isnt better after ten puffs and fifteen minutes they have to call an ambulance) and using his own deep breaths against pats back to help him recalibrate his breathing
luckily it only lasts 8 and a half minutes and 8 puffs - but logan is so so shaken about the fact that that was very close to requiring medical assistance, he had his ohone out ready to dial 911
once pattons attack is over he's finally breathing, short and deep at first gasping in the oxygen, but within a few more minutes of sitting against logan it slows down and is much calmer. hes very shaky because the reliever inhaler does that to you, and weak from the tax on his body, so logan helps him up into their nearest bedroom (pattons)
at first he calls roman to swap places with him and watch over patton hust so logan can change vee into a diaper since she regressed from fear as soon as roman picked her up and obv he cant change her diaper
so roman sits with patton while logan does that and roman is actually really quiet and awkward and nervous, just looking wide eyed at patton and hugging himself.
and patton feels bad abt that and whispers "its okay little prince, daddys not hurt. im sorry for scaring you, honey" and roman just chews his lip and nods and looks down and they dont talk again until logan is back and roman goes out to take care of vee and logan comes in to lie with patton and rub his chest soothingly
logan is distressed and frustrated and shaken at that point but he knows not to have their conversation until the next day bc patton will be emotionally and physically exhausted
but the next day they have a serious talk - logans pretty ANGRY that patton was so ignorant of his wellbeing that he didnt refill his inhaler, patton brushes it off but logan says its a good thing he secretly kept one for patton (bc he almost suspected this might happen)
it rly hits patton when logan tells him if he had needed anymore puffs than he took they wouldve had to phone an ambulance - like patton not wanting to worry his family by admitting his asthma was acting up backfired way more and has made them worry even more because he had a full attack that could have gone so much worse
the whole conversation is VERY stern and serious even at the start when patton smiles and chuckles and jokes and brushes it off logan just gets frustrated and upset. logan is SO angry literally he is glaring at patton when patton brushes it off and makes jokes abt it and he snaps.
logan actually very seriously tells patton this is self harm and patton goes WHAT nonono no its not i dont know why youre getting so worked up
and logan fucking SNAPS like "Youre not giving your body what it needs to survive because you dont think your worth that!! you're neglecting your basic needs to the point of needing urgent medical care, doesnt that sound familiar??? doesnt that sound like something we've both been through before???" clearly referencing his eating disorder
and pattons eyes go wide and he profusely apologises hes like im so sorry oh my gosh logan honey im sorry did i trigger you im sorry and logans just like STOP APOLOGISING this isnt about me its about you!
and he sso angry bc he thought they trusted each other but the fact that patton didnt tell him when he literally couldnt breathe is so scary to logan
but that is basically an argument bc logan was so fucking worried and devastated that patton has ignored his health to such an extent and vee gets nervous bc both her and roman can hear them yelling and she thinks the cgs will breakup bc they "had a fight"
but once theyre finished talking and vee shakily asks if theyre not gonna be a family anymore they'll of course comfort faer and talk abt it, its not a fight its a disagreement and mummys and daddys have those sometimes. theyre still a family and they still love each other very very much. they all soend their family day together as usual, though patton isnt as able to get up and play with roman understandably
also the fact this all comes around the same week patton and logan tell vee that janus wants to babysit, thats why patton has been absent from the blog recently i guess bc hes been keeping busy trying to work through his feelings of janus wanting to come in
hhh yeah... the way it lines up to patton's other insecurities abt janus coming into the family and it all just piles on too much all at once
so on monday morning logan goes with patton to get more inhalers and they actually stay out for while like they go to a forest or smth just to be alone and help patton recenter a little - he's always loved being in nature, it really brings him a lot of peace, being in nature is really the best way to keep patton grounded from his dissociation, thats why hes always gardening
and logan doesnt want to be angry at him and he knows patton needs support and comfort atm even is patton doesnt think he does so they have a calm day just being together and logan trying to remind patton that hes there for him
HHH stop bc they YEAH bc they kinda had a fight even though it did get 'resolved' but they needed to take time to reconnect their energies and like show each other (and specifically logan show patton) that their love is still secure and their friendship is still strong - just the quiet care of logan taking patton somewhere they can just be alone without responsibilities
secretly patton was rlly upset that logan got angry with him but he didnt show it but logan KNOWS him and he knows he needs to fix it with queality time (pats love lang) because pattons been alone a lot recently, its just been that he keeps busy and accidentaly distanced himself bc the others would all be busy and hanging out in some way and he fet a bit abandoned but yeah logan is dedicating the whole day to him
and patton does end up talking abt his inner turmoil a little but not until theyre like in the middle of the forest and hes a lot calmer and theres no one around, he just feels so much calmer and safer in nature to open up like that.
and this is when patton tells logan about his worries about janus becoming closer to vee, and how its lovely for them but what if it hurts vee, what if they dont get along, what if they DO get along and vee wants to move back with janus. Logan doesnt say anything to the worries, he knows patton just needs to blurt them out while he can, while it mixes with the sounds of nature.
then patton mentions quietly that dr picani phoned him a couple weeks ago and told him that he would like to offer patton a trial session of therapy - not with vee, just patton. logan very calmly asks if that sounds like sometnging that might be helpful for patton and patton just giggles nervously "um i dont know. Vee has therapy"
logan frowns. "yes she does. but that doesnt mean you cant have it too, if you would like it"
patton goes quiet and looks anxious, scratching at the moss on the log theyve sat down on. so logan takes his hand and looks very earnestly at him and says gently "i would like you to at least accept the trial session. It is your decision but... i think it might be worth a try"
patton nods a little, just looking at their intertwined fingers. and after a long silence where they can just hear the birds tweeting and the wind rustling the leaves and small animals scurrying along the grass, patton finally looks up at logan and breathes "i'll go to therapy"
and when patton says that out loud suddenly his eyes well up and he sees logan smile at him - a little sad and a lot proud - and feels his hand squeeze and the tears just dont stop coming and he hides his eyes but laughs nervously like haha dont know why im crying this is so silly! but logan doesnt say anything to it, he just pulls patton into his side and rests his head on pattons head...
and patton keeps trying to laugh and joke but its so choked and sad and nervous and wet and logan wraps his other arm around patton too and just grntly whispers "pumpkin, its okay if youre not happy right now."
and patton just starts sobbing into logans shoulder and logan holds him so tight as they sit on the log
patton cant cope with silence when its about him yknow, he couldnt handle logan not laughing or tutting at his jokes so he just kept joking until logan insisted its ok to be sad
so once they get home logan sits with pstton while he phones dr picani and books his first solo therapy session for friday morning
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self-destruction pt.1
(welcome to a new series! this will be angsty... but thats to be accepted by now...)
tags: @idkanameatall
warnings: self-hurt, crying, tears. general angst thrown out the window
words:4646
next: n/a
-janus wakes up to a voice in his head he hasnt heard since the day he was created. things can only go down hill from there, cant they?-
She asked me, "Son, when I grow old,
Will you buy me a house of gold?
And when your father turns to stone,
Will you take care of me?"
Nothing had been okay for a while. And no one had realised how much it had been affecting a certain side.
the split…
Virgil leaving…
Remus leaving…
And now he was alone. Something he wished he never was. it had hurt to wake up each morning and make breakfast, only to call on Remus to remember that he was gone.
he didn’t know how long he cried when the deep green door wasn’t in its place. The three dark sides had promised each other that no one would be left behind…
yet… here he was.
Alone, cold and done. The lines on his arms showing the pain that seemed to break over the surface.
maybe that’s why it hadn’t been such a surprise when he woke up late one day, a heavy weight draping over him.
He had laid there for a while before standing up to at least make himself look presentable despite the fact no one was there… old habits die hard.
And when he looked into the mirror. He had been surprised. His once shiny brown hair was duller, grey streaks mixed in, making him look like he had aged years over night.
even his scales had matched his grey hair, just darker… his eye was still yellow. Just duller.
He stared at his reflection curiously. Reaching up and running his had along his scales. He flinched as he felt how cold they were. Not warm like they used to be. But now ice cold.
Then he froze in place. A small voice. One he had not heard since the day he was created. But it had stuck with him. And it spoke something that sent a shiver down his back.
“I’m sorry self-destruction,”
And just like that…it was gone.
Had that really been what had happened… had his core shifted? Become something new? this… wasn’t like a split. He would have known if there was one present. Anyone would have.
A weak smile grew on his face. he truly had changed. There was no way the others could trust him when he looked even more like a villain.
he looked around his room. Nothing had changed much to his confusion. Everything was still bright yellow and pitch black.
His eyes landed on his hat. He walked over and picked it up. he brought it up to his chest and held it tight.
it was a gift. From the one person who hadn’t deliberately left him. The one gift he had ever gotten… and it had been from Romulus.
He placed it back on his vanity. It was time to retire the hat… things were changing. And maybe it was time to start from fresh. Completely.
“just listen to me!” he jumped at the voice that screamed in his head with such agony.
this… was Logan’s voice? What?
He felt himself sinking down before he knew what was happening. Drawn like a moth to a flame. His mind reeling from the sudden noise and overwhelming sensation of sadness that had swept over him.
--
When he arrived. he had been rather surprised. He was in Logan’s room. The walls covered in graphs and papers. It was bigger than his room. Almost double.
His eyes landed on a figure hunched over at a desk. The light sound of tears made his heart ache. But… that was it.
he didn’t seem to care as much as he used to. Maybe it was the lack of feeling in his chest.
“Logan?” he said.
the logical side seemed to tense at the spoken word.
“Logan, are you alright?” Janus said as he made his way over, trying to avoid knocking over the several towers of books.
--
Logan took a breath and looked over to where the deceitful side was. he blinked and rubbed his eyes… what the…
what had happened?
He wasn’t sure what to focus on really.
His hair, scales, eye or the thin lines on his arms that were scabbed and fading.
“Janus… what happened to you?” he said as he stared at the other.
“that’s not why I’m here,” Janus stated coldly, sending a shiver up Logan’s spine, “I want to know if you’re alright.”
“I… I am fine Janus, I assure you?”
“really then?” he said as his lips twitched up, “so you’re not bothered by the fact the others wont listen to you then?”
Logan froze as he turned back to his computer.
“what?” his head snapped over to look at the other.
“you’re being ignored by everyone… and its causing you stress. But instead of facing it, you’re over working yourself,” Janus stated.
“why do you care deceit,” he spat back.
“one, that’s not my title… two because I care. If Thomas’s logic burned himself out due to over working, things could get bad. That and despite the fact you say you have no emotions; there you were not just five minuets ago crying due to the others not listening and messing up the schedule.”
Logan was at a loss for words. He glared at the snake.
“falsehood,” he said as he stood up, “im logic. Emotions don’t matter to me. they only get in the way. if this is an attempt to make me join the dark side, I suggest you leave.”
he glared at the other. Anger boiling in his chest.
“go talk to the others,” Janus muttered as he cast his eyes away, “tell them that they are making you work over time. That’s all I want to say.”
The small smile was replaced with a blank stare. And he was gone just as quickly as he had come.
leaving a puzzled Logan in place. Wondering one thing.
what had he meant by deceit no longer being his title…
She asked me, "Son, when I grow old,
Will you buy me a house of gold?
And when your father turns to stone,
Will you take care of me?"
Janus sunk to his knees when he arrived back in his room. Silent gasps filled the air as tears poured from his eyes.
he thought that maybe Logan would be able to see past all he had done. Think logically about why he was there in the first place.
He guessed wrong. And the words that had fallen out of Logan’s mouth were like knives to his soul. He would be telling the truth when he said that it had taken so much energy not to break down at his words then and there.
Why had it hurt so much? was it because after several weeks of being alone, that was the first thing anyone had said to him?
or was it because of his new core… he didn’t know. But he just wanted to stop crying.
it had taken half an hour before he stopped crying. He moved himself off the floor and onto his bed.
he laid sprawled out, weakly holding onto the blanket under him. Burying into the fluff and warmth.
Little to no energy left. The lack of sleep from the previous night getting to him, making it hard to keep his eyes open.
soon he caved in, grasping onto the sleep.
--
Logan had been concerned, the more he thought about what Janus had said.
and it was slowly getting to him.
“Logan? Are you alright?” Patton asked.
Ah. He was just staring at his toast. Had he been so caught up in thought?
“after breakfast I would like to talk to you all, if that’s alright. But I will have something to do first,” he sighed, slumping his shoulders.
“of course! But may I ask why you’d like to talk to us dear nerd?” roman asked.
“it’s about the schedule. With everything that keeps coming up I’m constantly trying to fix it. and at the minuet I don’t know how Thomas is going to get everything done,”
“so you need help cutting some things out?” Virgil said as he took a sip from a purple cup.
“basically… yes.”
“no problem specks,” Virgil said as he shrugged his shoulders.
“anyways, where will you be going?”
“ah… I will be visiting Janus later,” roman and Virgil froze at his words.
“why?” roman said with a raised eyebrow.
“he… was the one to bring up the fact I was burning myself out. I said some harsh things. I also have a question to ask him.”
The other four sides looked between each other with confusion and worry.
He was outside Janus’s door sooner than he would have liked. But he was okay with that.
Patton had sent him away with a box of cookies for the snake. Worried about him as they hadn’t spoken since the Lilly-Patton incident.
he unconsciously rubbed his neck.
He sent three sharp knocks on the door. But much to his surprise, the movement had pushed the door open, the deceitful side must not have closed the door properly.
He nudged it open just enough to peek inside. A sharp pain filled his heart as he saw Janus sprawled on the bed that sat in the furthest corner of the room.
another thing he realised was just how cold it was. like an icy blanket that covered the entire room.
He entered cautiously, placing the tub of cookies down by Janus’s hat.
he looked over to the sleeping side with worry. He had never seen him looking so peaceful. It was kind of worrying truthfully.
He summoned a blanket and draped it over Janus, hoping it would keep him warm for now.
he reached into his pocket. A small sorry letter he had written in case Janus wasn’t in. but sleeping was also another reason he hadn’t thought about.
He placed it at the end of the bed. Hoping the other would find it when he woke up. and if he didn’t, that wouldn’t stop him from apologising in person.
he knew when he was wrong about something. And he knew he was wrong to say the things he had.
I will make you queen of everything you see,
I'll put you on the map,
I'll cure you of disease.
He had been surprised when he was slowly waking up. something warm was covering him like the worlds best hug. He would be lying if he said he didn’t pull it further over himself.
But as he slowly woke up, he cracked his eyes open and almost broke. He stared at the blanket that was covering himself only to see the deep blue colour.
Logan had been here?
He sat up quickly, scanning his room quickly to see if the side was there. Not to his surprise… he wasn’t there.
his alarm clock told him he had been asleep for a while. Lunch rolling around the corner soon.
He pulled the blue blanket over his shoulders and tied the ends like a cape. He forgot how cold he was for a couple seconds.
He looked over to his hat, a small plastic box sitting next to it.
a small part of him thought he was asleep. There was no way that a light side would willingly come over… right?
He picked up the container and opened it up. chocolate chip cookies stared back at him.
yes… he was definitely still asleep. There was no other way this was happening. Yeah… he would wake up in a couple seconds and he would be alone once again. None of this would be here.
He sighed and reached into the box, pulling out a cookie.
a tiny smile formed on his face. he knew Logan couldn’t cook. So, there was a high chance that it was Patton’s or romans cooking.
He placed it back into the box and closed it over. But he held the container in his hands a little longer before placing it down.
Any warmth that had filled him before seemed to dull down as he realised that despite everything. He was still alone. For all he knew they were doing this to keep him away for a while longer…
“why can’t I do anything right!” the voice yelled in his mind.
this one he could tell was Patton’s.
He sighed. Today was going to be a long day. He could already tell.
he snapped his fingers and changed out of his pyjamas and into something else.
Black dress pants and a yellow button up. his caplet draped over his shoulders. Logan’s blanket still tied around himself like a cape.
And soon he found himself sinking down.
Let's say we up and left this town,
And turned our future upside down.
We'll make pretend that you and me,
Lived ever after happily.
Janus arrived in the light side’s kitchen. Patton stood staring at the wall.
he let out a cough, grabbing Patton attention almost immediately.
“oh! Hello Jan- “he cut himself off as he looked at the snake with shock, “you…seem to have changed quite a bit there,”
Janus simply rolled his eyes, not as bothered as he felt he should have been by morality’s words.
“anyways… I came to ask if you were okay,” he moved himself over to Patton's side.
“I’m… I’m okay kiddo,” Patton said, plastering a fake smile on his face.
Janus returned the smile with a blank look on his face,” that’s a lie. Isn’t it?” he sighed.
“I don’t know what you mean?”
“you’re bottling it up. you feel like you keep hurting those around you with everything you do,” Janus felt like such a hypocrite, “and you feel like you’re driving them away in the process. Am I wrong?”
Patton felt tears pricking his eyes as he looked at Janus.
“what do I do?” he said, “I don’t want to lose them…”
Janus stayed silent. His face scrunched up in thought. His fingers rapped over the counter.
“I don’t know truthfully… but maybe you should just confront it head on. Don’t skirt around the issue…” don’t do what I did, that’s what he meant.
Patton looked at him with a sad smile.
“would you like to join us for lunch Janus?” he said as he rubbed his eyes, getting rid of the tears that messed with his vision.
“as much as I’d love to, I know roman and Virgil wouldn’t want me there,” he said sadly.
Patton could feel the small amounts of sadness coming from him. But it was blocked off by something else. As if it was being hidden by something else. Whatever it was, he couldn’t sense it.
“well, if you change your mind, you’re welcome to join us.”
Janus gave a weak smile in Patton's direction and turned to leave but froze as he saw who was standing at the door.
Virgil glared at him but he could see the confusion in his eyes.
“why are you here deceit,” he growled.
“one, that’s not my title any more. And two… Patton simply needed some assistance. I was happy to help,” he said, keeping his eyes of the anxious side.
“excuse me?” Virgil said startled, “what the hell do you mean deceit isn’t your title anymore?”
Janus shifted uncomfortably under the gaze of the other.
“you can call me self-destruction from now on,” he said coldly, glancing up an connecting his eyes with the purple of Virgil’s.
Neither side knew what to say at what the now self-destruction side had said. This was new. sure, there had been splits… but never a full core change…
“Janus…” Patton said as he took a step closer.
“don’t,” Janus said, holding a hand up.
Patton stopped walking towards Janus. His concern for the side growing even more.
Virgil didn’t know what to do, he just stood there dumbfounded. This was the last thing he had been expecting. Okay sure, he had been startled when he saw Janus’s new look.
but this… his title shifting to something new. something like that?
he didn’t know what to do. And he didn’t like not knowing things…
“how long,” Virgil said as he stared at the snake.
“only this morning… no one else knows,” Janus said.
They shifted uncomfortably for a couple more seconds.
“well… if you don’t mind, I think it would be best if I left for now,” Janus said, making his way over to the door Virgil had been blocking.
“no,” the anxious side said, “we don’t know what you can do now. How do we know if you wont effect Thomas,” he said staring at Janus.
“please, you didn’t care about me before, why change that now?”
Virgil felt his chest tighten at the words spoken by Janus.
“as much as I hate to say it… Virge has a point. With a new title… you will have to learn new things about yourself. And having people around might help,” he said carefully, trying to block out the words Janus had previously spoken.
“just let me go,” he muttered, swaying as he stood as still as possible.
“Janus are you- Janus!” Patton yelled as he caught the side who had toppled over.
Janus was unconscious before he heard Patton yell his name.
Virgil was by their sides in seconds. Panic spreading through his veins.
“Janus… Janus,” he said as he shook the snake, hoping to wake him up.
“he’s like ice!” Patton said as he jerked his hand away from his head.
“get the others and tell them that Janus will be staying with us for a while,” Patton said as he picked Janus up bridal style. Trying his best not to shiver under the coldness of the others skin.
She asked me, "Son, when I grow old,
Will you buy me a house of gold?
And when your father turns to stone,
Will you take care of me?"
Virgil gave a sharp nod before bolting out the room and making his way to the bedroom hallway.
the first door he came to was Logan’s. he pounded on the door, hoping it would startle Logan out of his work.
he heard shuffling on the other side before his door creaked open.
Logan looked at Virgil rather surprised.
“get your ass down stairs,” Virgil said before shooting of to the twins shared room and pounding on the door in a hurry.
The door opened on its own and he flung the door open irritably.
“get your asses down stairs, now,” he said as he looked at the twins who seemed startled by his sudden appearance, most likely thinking he was Patton.
But non the less they both stood up and made their way down the stairs after Virgil and a rather confused Logan.
the three of them got closer to the living room. The sound of shuffling and Virgil pacing was all they could hear until they reached the room.
Patton was draping a blanket over something on the couch as Virgil moved something, placing a pillow underneath.
and as the three of them got closer. They stopped moving.
“Janus,” Logan said before making his way over to the other two sides.
he knelt down next to the unconscious side, “what happened?” he asked looking at the moral side.
“we don’t know, we were talking and he started to sway before falling unconscious. I managed to catch him before he hit the ground, but he’s so cold. Almost like ice,” Patton muttered.
Logan reached his hand and placed it gently on the sides head. Patton was correct. He was cold as ice.
“keep him wrapped up in the blankets,” he said before turning to the twins, “can one of you come with me to Janus’s room? I need to check something out from earlier,” he said as he stood up.
“oh, and Virgil. Go into my room and get the medical box from under the bathroom sink. His arms need to be covered,”
Virgil stared at Logan, “what do you mean by that specks,” he whispered.
even Remus who was normally loud and yelling, his eyes glazed over at his words, “he said he stopped…” he whispered horrified.
“ill come with you then dear nerd, we shall be back soon,” he said as he sunk out with Logan not too far behind.
I will make you queen of everything you see,
I'll put you on the map,
I'll cure you of disease.
Logan and roman appeared in Janus’s room. The first thing roman did was curse under his breath at how cold it was.
“no wonder he was so cold specks… his rooms colder than the artic!”
“but why…” Logan said as he began to look around.
The room was much smaller than his own. But it was much more cluttered. A wall of trophies Thomas had won sat high and on display.
musical posters and photographs hung the walls.
a bookshelf sat facing Janus’s bed. Filled to the brim with books on philosophers and snakes.
Then his eyes landed on something. A small leather-bound book that looked far older than anything on the book case.
“roman,” he said, causing the side to look up from his position, looking in a small wooden box.
he made his way over as Logan removed the book. it didn’t take too long for him to realise what he was holding.
“looks like a diary,” he muttered.
What had caught roman was the symbol printed into the front. One he hadn’t seen in on much. but knew all to well.
“why does he have Romulus’s diary?” he said to himself, but it didn’t go unheard by the other in the room.
“no… its Janus’s,” he said as he flicked through the pages, “each one was signed of by Janus. Not Romulus- wait look here,” he said.
The hand writing and use of pen had changed from black to a multi coloured one. Red and green ink swirling on the page.
he read over what was written.
They re read what was written. Guilt seemed to flood into them as the read it over and over again.
had Romulus and Janus been that close that… oh god… a sick feeling laid planted in romans chest.
he didn’t know much about the person he had split from. But he knew that Janus had always played a part in his past. He thought that maybe he had been the cause of the split.
Not that Romulus split on purpose in hopes to better balance out the mind scape for everyone’s sake. Maybe… he would discuss his plan with his twin later.
“we should keep looking. And if we don’t find anything… we can put it down to his core shifting and messing with his room,” Logan said; he only getting a nod in response.
Ohhhh...
And since we know that dreams are dead,
And life turns plan’s up on their head,
I will plan to be a bum,
So I just might become someone.
Janus needed to stop falling asleep. He was going to mess with his sleep schedule.
he noticed three things as he began to wake up for the third time that day.
one, he was warm. Not Logan’s blanket, just keeping out the cold. This was full on Patton hug level of warmth.
second was the smell of cookies that hung in the air. It was comforting to some extent. Only he knew he hadn’t done any cooking in a long time.
third was that he was lying on something soft. His bed had always been stiff and hard. This, he was able to melt into like putty.
He didn’t want to move. He was perfectly fine being here for the rest of eternity.
but he was curious as to where he was.
so despite his body complaining against waking up, he tried his best to crack his eyes open. A bright light filled his vision, causing him to et out a small hiss of pain.
Then noise filled his ears, the sounds of people shouting and moving filled his head as he finally got his eyes open.
he didn’t expect to see all the light sides surrounding him.
“Janus! Are you alright?” Patton asked.
he didn’t know what to do. His mind ran at several miles an hour, a light panic setting into his chest as he realised how close they were to him.
Virgil seemed to know the look on Janus’s face, “everyone back away, you’re crowding him. He’s already starting to panic,” he said as he shuffled away slightly.
The others followed suit as they realised Janus was indeed internally panicking.
they waited a couple minutes before Patton turned to Logan who gave him a quick nod. He stood up and made his way out of the room.
“sorry,” Janus muttered as he bowed his head down.
“it’s alright Jannie,” Remus said as he smiled at Janus.
He looked around the room once again. Still confused as to why they weren’t being hostile as before…
“what happened?” he asked as he looked at them.
Virgil shifted uncomfortably, grabbing Janus’s attention, “you fell unconscious after I confronted you in the kitchen. Patton caught you before you hit the ground,” he said, keeping his eyes away from Janus.
The room fell quiet. But it wasn’t bad… it felt calm.
“well, should I put a movie on in the mean time?” roman asked everyone.
“I have no quarry with that,” Logan said as he adjusted his glasses.
“same here princy,” Virgil said.
“sure thing bitch,” Remus said punching his twins arm getting a wince in response.
Janus nodded, moving his hand to rub his arm before looking down, realising he wasn’t touching his coarse skin. Once again, he felt himself freeze in place. They had seen them…
Well he was fucked.
“Janus- “he looked up from his arms and towards roman.
“is there anything you’d like to watch?”
Janus didn’t respond, he only looked at roman before casting his eyes back to his wrists.
It was at that moment Patton entered the room with a bowl of soup. He gave it over to the grey scaled side with a smile.
“you missed lunch and dinners still a while away, I thought you might get hungry,” he said cheerfully.
He held the bowl staring at it for a couple seconds. The soup seemed to ripple for a couple seconds. And it was then that he realised he had begun to cry.
a pair of hands moved the bowl from him and someone wrapped him up in a hug. That only seemed to make him cry harder despite the fact he had clung onto the person.
“I’m sorry,” he hiccupped as tears continued to pour.
he tried to stop crying, but the tears continued to pour despite his best efforts.
“it’s okay Janus, you’ve been too strong for a long time, its our turn to return the favour,” Virgil whispered into his ear.
another several sets of arms wrapped around him to the best of their abilities.
She asked me, "Son, when I grow old,
Will you buy me a house of gold?
And when your father turns to stone,
Will you take care of me?"
Things were far from fine. That was for sure. But in that moment… he knew why he was crying and it wasn’t from sadness or loneliness or the never-ending coldness that laid over his heart that slowly seemed to be filling up with something warm.
The tears were from the overwhelming love he felt the others giving him despite all he had done.
the warm looks given his way. he didn’t deserve them. But it felt so nice.
I will make you queen of everything you see,
I'll put you on the map,
I'll cure you of disease.
He himself was by no means going to be okay for a long time… but this?
This was a start.
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Bandmate Harry
“Thank you and goodnight!” Harry yelled, walking off stage. You finished the drum solo, allowing the rest of the band to walk off and then followed suit, waving to the crowd as you walked by. You meet in the circle backstage and high five the rest of the band and Harry.
“We killed it tonight!” you screamed with a smile. Harry gave you the look and you settled down, waiting for the end of show meeting. Some of the tour crew joined in and you rolled your eyes. They were always acting like they were part of the band.
“Great job everyone. Rest up tonight, we do it again tomorrow. Does anyone have any notes they'd like to share?” Harry asked looking around the circle.
One of the lighting guys raised his hand, “What did you think of the lighting tonight, specifically the spotlighting during Falling and Treat People with Kindness?”
“I loved it, great job.” Harry smiled.
“Actually,” you cut in. “I do think you could do a better job. I mean you basically blinded the band during Cherry. We’ve had this problem for weeks now..I feel like we shouldn't have to keep bringing it up.”
Harry gave you a warning look and you gave it right back to him. “I’m sorry about that, is there something you suggest us changing?” the lighting man asked. He looked embarrassed, and he should have. He wasnt doing his job.
“I don't know? Maybe figuring out your job?” you remarked back. Harry intervened.
“Its been going great. Thank you. I don't feel like you need to change anything and its my call.” He shot you a look and you rolled your eyes. “Meetings over, everyone get some sleep.” You turned to walk towards the bus when Harry grabbed the back of your shirt and pulled you into his dressing room. “Sit.” he ordered.
You sat on the couch and crossed your arms looking up at him. “What do I owe this pleasure?”
Harry was pacing in front of you. “How many times have we had this talk now?”
“I don't know...” you grumbled.
“Exactly because its happened too many times. This is getting ridiculous (y/n). The way you treat the tour crew is absolutely unacceptable. You do not run the shows, you are not in charge, and you do not have the ability to talk to people like that. They are equivalent to you and your position on our team.”
“But-”
“No. No buts. This is the last time we are having this talk or you are gone. You're also grounded.”
“Grounded?!” you yelled standing up. “You cant ground me!”
“I just did.”
“Youre not my parents.”
“You're only 16, and your parents left me in charge of you while we were away on tour so yes. Yes I can. No going out tonight.”
“Or what?”
“Or you will be out of the band. I will send you home.”
“You wouldn't do that.”
“I can easily find a drummer, probably one who treats the crew better too.”
“Harry..” you moaned.
“No. Don’t Harry me.” He ran his fingers through his hair and looked at you. “You know that I love you. You know I don't want to have to remove you from the tour...but I will if I have too. Understood?”
“Yes” you mumbled.
“What was that?”
“Yes I understand.” you said. “Now can I go?”
Harry sighed and nodded his head. You walked back to your dressing room. You threw your phone onto the couch and screamed. He thinks he can march in here and tell me what to do. He thinks he's my dad. I don't have to listen to him. I can do whatever I want. Im basically an adult now. Having Harry as your older brother or parent figure on tour was fun...most of the time. He played games, kept you updated on drama, listened to your drama and made sure you were always okay and comfortable. Other times though, like tonight, he overstepped his big brother role. Your phone buzzed and you saw a text from Noah, your boyfriend. *Im outside.* You smiled and ran to the door. Noah was waiting backstage and you tackled him when you got outside. He squeezed your bum and grinned. “Hey you. Ready to go?”
“Go where?”
“Theres this dope night club. They are going to do a Cold Play night.”
“Really?” you asked.
“Yeah. Lets go. We can get food before.”
“Okay let me just grab my jacket.” You kissed his cheek and ran inside. When you walked past Harry’s room, you could hear the shower going. He won't even know. You taped a Do Not Disturb sign on your dressing room door and locked it on your way out. You met Noah outside and he took his hand pulling you to the car waiting.
Your first stop was getting dinner. The two of you stopped off at a restaurant downtown. “Got lucky that you had the night off.” Noah said stuffing another fry into his mouth.
“Yeah. Harry went off on me today again.”
“Again? What for?”
“He thinks that I’m being rude to too many people. The thing is..those people aren't doing their job.”
“Yeah, its not really his place to tell you either. He's not your mom and dad. He's not even related to you.”
“Exactly. He tried grounding me.”
Noah laughed and you kicked him under the table. “Im sorry but thats ridiculous. He grounded you?”
“Yeah thats what he said.”
“Well who does he think he is?”
“I don't know.”
“Well just forget him. We are going to have fun tonight. I’ll even get you drinks.” He winked and you smiled. Noah was 21. He was a bit older than you but you needed an older guy. The ones your age were so immature. After finishing dinner your phone buzzed. *Want to come play games with us?* You rolled your eyes and ignored Harry’s text. He texted again, *Come on (y/n)..you cant stay mad forever*
You texted him back a middle finger emoji and turned your phone off. He was not going to ruin this night. You grabbed Noah’s hand and followed him into the club. When you enter its wall to wall people. Viva la vida is playing and you instantly jump up and pull Noah to the dance floor where you're singing along, “I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing, Roman Cavalry choirs are singing, Be my mirror, my sword and shield, My missionaries in a foreign field, For some reason I can't explain, Once you go there was never, never a honest word, And that was when I ruled the world”
The night was going smoothly. You hadn't heard anything else from Harry and Noah was a lot of fun. He was buying you drink after drink and you had to admit you were feeling it. You were slurring words and tripping over other people. Paradise started playing, it was one of your favorite songs and you instantly started singing. “When she was just a girl she expected the world, But it flew away from her reach, So she ran away in her sleep and dreamed of, Para-para-paradise, para-para-paradise, para-para-paradise, Every time she closed her eyes” Noah came over and danced with you. He roughly pulled you back against him, his fingers digging into your hips. “ow” you mumbled. He kissed down your neck and reached his hands up the skirt you were wearing. “Noah-”
“Shh have a little fun baby.” His fingers pushed through your panties and his lips were sucking on your neck.
“Stop. This isn't what I want to be doing.” You were sobering up real quick. You turned around to push him off but he grabbed your butt hard enough you were going to be bruised. You whimpered in pain.
“Don't be a little pussy.” he said harshly.
“Noah let go.” You pushed against his chest harder and he laughed. He grabbed your wrist and pulled you in.
“Stop fighting (y/n). Just let loose a little.”
“No. Stop.” you pulled away and he grabbed you again “Noah let go. Serious-”
“She said let go.” Harry’s deep voice growled behind you. Your stomach sank. You looked back and Harry looked lethal, it almost scared you. Noah laughed and looked at you.
“Look its your pretend parent.” He expected you to laugh but you were afraid of both situations and didnt do anything. Noah gripped your wrist harder. “Isn't that funny?”
“Yeah.” you fake laughed and pulled your wrist free of his grip. He stumbled forward but Harry stopped him. Harry’s hands were on his chest and his normally bright and cheerful eyes were full of anger.
“When a girl says let go. You let go.” Noah swallowed, recognizing the different side of Harry he was seeing. “Do you even get that she's underage. She's 16 fucking years old and your giving her alcohol and trying this shit? Its illegal.” Noah nodded and tried backing up.
You suddenly got very afraid Harry was going to hit him. “Harry.” you grabbed him and pulled him back. “Lets just go okay? He's not worth it.” Harry seemed to calm down a little. He turned his anger to you and pointed at the door.
“Now.” he grabbed your hand and pulled you from the club. You didnt even say anything. You didnt know what to say. You had been caught red handed.
Harry pushed you into the passenger seat of his black SUV. He buckled you in and then jumped in the driver side. Without saying anything he just started driving. “I’m sorry.” you said. “I know you said not to go out but I just thought it would be fun and Noah said there was a cold play night and I love cold play and” Harry didnt even look over. You sighed and dropped your head into your hands. You started crying, you weren't sure if you were scared after what happened with Noah, drunk from the alcohol, or frustrated that you screwed up with Harry. “I shouldn't have gone. I know I didnt listen. I’m sorry.” Harry pulled over and parked the car. He turned and looked at you.
“Are you okay?” he asked calmly.
“Yeah..” you wiped the tears and looked at him. “I-”
“Stop. I want you to seriously think about it. Are you okay?” You were still crying when you nodded your head. Harry got out, walked around opened your door and hugged you. His arms tightly wrapping around your body. He rubbed your back and just held on until you calmed down. He wiped your cheeks and smiled. “Breathe (y/n).”
You took a shaky deep breath and nodded. Harry had gotten back in the car and was driving somewhere past the arena. “Where are we going?” You started to panic. What if this was it, what if he was sending you home now? “Please...Pleasedoonttakemehome” you cried.
Harry laughed and shook his head. “I’m not taking you home.”
“Where are you taking me?”
Harry pulled into a frozen yogurt shop and smiled. “Come on.” He handed you a cup and told you to get whatever you wanted. You loaded it with fruit candy and chocolate. Harry sat down with his at a table and you followed suit. He watched you calm down while eating the yogurt. “Now. Are you ready to talk about this?” You nodded tears forming again. You tried blinking them away but it wasnt working. “(y/n) youre not in trouble.” Harry said with a sigh.
“I’m not? But-but you said”
“I know. I was wrong. I shouldn't have punished you like that. Its just that youre so frustrating sometimes. I want you to understand where this is all coming from. Youre like my baby sister and I don't want you to make bad decisions. I don't want you to turn out a total bitch.”
You smiled and nodded. “I know.”
“I shouldn't try and parent you. I shouldn't have grounded you. I just need you to know that talking to the crew like that isn't okay.”
“I know. Im trying I really am.”
He nodded. “I know. Thats why Im letting you lying and sneaking out go tonight.”
You nodded. “It won't happen again.”
“I know. I also think we should talk about boys. Can’t you find like a nice church boy? Someone your own age.”
“Harry you do realize I’m always around older guys right?”
“Yeah, which is fine. Just don't date them. There have to be other options. I mean that guy was an absolute dick.” You laughed and Harry laughed. “I don't want to see you get hurt. I thought you were going to end up hurt tonight.”
You nodded. “I almost did but my big bro saved me.”
“I always will.”
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Got this request forever ago (SORRY) but I hope its what you were expecting! Let me know how old you all are also, I’d love to write more in your perspective vs mine!
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