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averykedavra · 3 years

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For the prompts, #5 with intruality if you're comfortable?

(Hi! Intruality is the cutest, thanks for the prompt, and sorry for the delay!)

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“Sometimes,” Remus says, “I wonder if you even like me.”

“What?” Patton almost drops the bag of groceries. Miraculously, he manages to hold onto it. “Remus, what are you talking about? Of course I like you!”

“I dunno.” Remus’ feet skim the ground, and his fingers are blurring into each other, like they always do when he’s upset. “It sure feels like you hate me sometimes.”

Patton gapes at him and tries desperately to remember when he said something like that. But he can’t think of anything. They just went to the grocery store, bought some food for the apartment, and left. And sure, there was that little skirmish when Remus toppled over the cans of tomato soup, but Patton knew he didn’t mean it! And they didn’t even get kicked out again.

“What are you talking about?” Patton decides to ask again, in the hopes that Remus will answer. Remus hardly ever talks when he doesn’t want to, but it’s worth a shot.

“Today,” Remus finally says. He’s trying hard to seem unbothered, but it isn’t working. “I almost got you in trouble again.”

“You did no such thing.” Patton fixes Remus with his determined dad friend look. “Sometimes cans of tomato soup happen to fall over. Nobody could even see you!”

“Yeah, so they blamed you again.” Remus gestures at the groceries in Patton’s hands. “‘S always you. Don’t you ever get tired of it?”

“No!” Patton exclaims. “You’re my best friend!”

“I’m dead, Patton.”

Patton’s stomach does a little somersault, and not the fun kind. “Yeah, but that doesn’t change anything.”

Remus folds his arms as they cross the street. To anyone else, Patton is talking to himself. Remus only shows himself to people he likes. And he likes Patton, he always has, and Patton likes him.

Why would Remus ever think otherwise?

And yes, they didn’t start off on the best foot, but things are good now! Super and duper and all-around fun. Remus is just like a regular roommate, except for the occasional showers of blood.

“Look, I’m sorry or whatever,” Remus says, as if Patton’s been pushing for an apology. “I don’t mean to keep messing things up.”

“You haven’t messed anything up.”

Remus huffs, and the sign near them clangs, like pebbles have hit it.

“I’m not mad at you,” Patton says. “I don’t see why I would be. Nothing bad happened, we’ve got our groceries, including your deodorant--”

That does draw a smile out of Remus.

“--so it’s no big deal!” Patton smiles back at him. “Everything’s a-okay. Always has been, always will be.”

Remus smiles a bit more, and then it drops, like a cloud passing over the sun.

“Don’t act like that,” Remus finally says, reluctantly.

“Like what?”

“Like everything’s fine.” Remus waved an arm through a trash can. “Like everything’s hunky-dory and peachy and there isn’t a single thing we gotta work on.”

“I’m not saying there isn’t,” Patton says. “I’m just saying there isn’t right now!”

“There always is!” Remus snaps back, and Patton wonders just how long he’s held himself back from saying this. It’s a scary thought--Remus never holds anything back. “There’s always something wrong, and you’re always trying to brush right past it.”

“Well, excuse me for not dwelling on the bad stuff!” Patton hoists the groceries further in his arms. Remus hasn’t offered to help carry them, but if they drop, Remus will catch them. At least, he hopes so. “I’m just trying to look on the bright side!”

“Look in a butthole, it’ll give you a better view.”

Patton winces.

“See?” Remus waves his arms at Patton. “I gross you out! You can’t stand me sometimes!”

“You’re my friend!”

“And friends can still gross each other out!” Remus shrugs. “I dunno where you got this idea that friends can never ever fight each other.”

“I don’t know where you got the idea that I hate you!” Patton tries to walk faster and burn off his frustration, but it makes his grocery bag teeter, so he slows down. “You may be a bit--eccentric--”

“Freaky-deaky!”

“But you’re still my bestie!” Patton smiles at him. “Dynamic duo over here!”

Remus rolls his eyes all the way around. “Most people aren’t best friends with ghosts.”

Patton grips the grocery bag tighter. He’s not sure if he can feel it slipping, or if he’s just worrying over nothing. “Well, I’m not most people, then.”

“People think you’re weird.”

“People can deal.”

“I get you in trouble.”

“You don’t much,” Patton says, which is truer than it used to be. Remus tries harder now. “And it’s worth it to have you around!”

“You didn’t ask for me!” Remus bursts out. “You didn’t ask for this!”

Patton opens his mouth and closes it again. Remus seems to be finally done, because he drifts silently along the sidewalk, like a cloud of dust in the sunlight. The cars rumble past. Someone’s sitting on the stoop of their apartment, drinking a coffee, and Patton knows it looks like he’s all alone. Holding his groceries, struggling over the cracks in the concrete, talking to no one at all.

“You’re a real friend,” Patton says. “Even if you’re not, like--there.”

“I don’t have a heartbeat,” Remus supplies. “And I can do this!”

Patton doesn’t close his eyes fast enough, but Remus only tugs his tongue around his face. It’s not half as bad as sometimes. Patton almost finds himself smiling.

“See?” Patton teases. “Why get an alive friend when dead ones can wrap their tongues around their skulls?”

“True,” Remus says.

“And I like you,” Patton says, gripping the groceries tightly. “No matter what.”

Remus is quiet for a bit. “You didn’t use to.”

“Well, you didn’t use to be dead,” Patton points out. Snapping a bit, but he can’t help himself. “Things change.”

“True.”

Patton didn’t use to like Remus. And it took a lot of getting used to, having a roommate who didn’t sleep, a roommate who ate deodorant and banged pots in midair and whispered things in Patton’s ear while he was talking. Remus didn’t want to be there--he made that clear enough.

Or maybe he did want to be there. Maybe he wanted to be there, to be as real as he could, as loud and as obnoxious and as there as possible.

Patton got used to him. Patton managed.

And at first it was for Roman. It was so Remus wouldn’t have to bother Roman while he was studying, and Remus wouldn’t have to get upset as much. And then it was for Patton’s pride--because gosh darn it, he would make friends with this ghost. He was Patton. He could make friends with anyone.

Then he did.

And now--he did so much more than manage.

Now he did it for Remus. Because they were friends, and they got along, and Remus deserved someone who could see him.

Patton didn’t know how to explain that, though. Remus still had a point--things did get tense, sometimes, and maybe Patton brushed that under the rug a bit too much. But it evened out. You had to crack eggs to make an omelet. Friends fought, and it was okay.

“You’re my friend,” was the version of all those thoughts that Patton managed to say. “I care about you. I’m not mad at you, and I’m not stuck with you. I like you a lot.”

“I like you too,” Remus said, “but--”

“No buts!” Patton giggled and Remus giggled, too. “Ha, butts--anyway, no objections. We are friends. You get on my nerves sometimes, but you’re still super fun, so it evens out!”

“But--”

“Not a single butt, mister!” Patton shifts the groceries in his arms. “If I like you and you like me, doesn’t seem like there’s much more to talk about.”

“But...” Remus waits for Patton to interrupt him. Patton gives him a nod. “You--you could probably find, like, another friend if you really wanted. Send me to hang out somewhere else.”

Patton looks at him. Remus looks away. His face is blurry, but Patton thinks he can see a frown.

“Yeah, I could find another friend,” Patton says. “But they wouldn’t be you!”

“That’s the point.”

“Then it’s a bad point!” Patton adjusts the groceries so he can extract one arm and point at Remus. “See, this is a good point. My good point. Which is that I like you just the way you are, and if you keep talking bad about yourself, I’m going to physically fight you!”

Remus snickers a bit. “You’re sure?”

“Of course! One thousand percent!” Patton nods determinedly. “What other friend would get that jerk to leave us alone at the farmer’s market?”

“He was asking for it,” Remus says.

“He was!” Patton agrees. “Or what about the time you found my wallet? In, like, ten seconds? Sure, the tables and plates got a bit scuffed, but it was super efficient!”

Remus smiles a bit wider. “I did do that. That was cool.”

“The coolest!” Patton’s getting into his stride now. “And you watch movies with me, and you’re great for moving boxes, and you’re so creative with your facial expressions, and you make me laugh--”

“And I look out for you,” Remus says suddenly, like he didn’t put the pieces together. “Without me, you’d be--”

“Fine,” Patton says, because he’s not used to relying on people. “But sad,” he adds, because he relies on them anyway.

“Huh.” Remus nods to himself. “Oh yeah, this whole thing goes both ways. Can’t believe I didn’t think of that part.”

Patton smiles at him. “Do you feel better?”

“Yeah, I think so!” Remus grins. “You’re a real firework, Pat-Pat!”

“A firework?”

“Yeah, ‘cause you’re all bright and cheery and fun!” Remus laughs. “And because you set the table on fire that one time--”

Patton flushes. “I didn’t--”

“I saw you--”

Remus is laughing, and despite himself, Patton starts laughing, too. He almost doesn’t notice when the groceries slip from under his arm.

He drops the groceries. And Remus catches them, easily, before they hit the ground.

“I need my deodorant,” Remus says as a defense, when Patton gives him a thankful smile. “Be careful.”

Patton picks up the floating groceries. “Don’t worry, I will be.”

Give me a prompt, and I’ll write a short drabble!

#intruality #patton sanders #remus sanders #sanders sides #remus sanders angst #tw death #ghost au #the intruality ended up platonic or maybe pre-romantic #watch me just throw darts at the dartboard for these pairings #is it platonic? romantic? other? who the fuck knows? not me!#send me prompts to watch me flail with dialogue and forget abt relationships #anyway i'm gonna take a teeny break for a walk but then i'll be back!!#averywrites #anon #asks and answers

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subtlereferencetomyinterests · 4 years

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Master Post

My Master Post for Sanders Sides fanfiction! These are arranged chronologically from newest to oldest, measured by the date they were completed and uploaded in full, so that will reflect the quality here. (there’s a ton more under the cut btw).

Fast Friends - ao3... (15k Remus-centric intruality, lopsided enemies to friends to lovers, humor and a bit of angst with a happy ending. tw; emetophobes beware!) Patton doesn't like Remus, until one day, he does! Well, Remus isn't buying it. So Remus is not about to be friends with him just because he wants to (no matter how much it maybe, kind of wouldn't mind that).

I’m Not Sorry - ao3... (6k remus-centric intrulogical. continuation of Did You Miss Me. Dead Dove: Do Not Eat.) Remus just wanted to get home safe to his wonderful, loving boyfriend. If some greaseball guy thinks he can screw that up, then Remus is perfectly willing to let the night take a turn for the vengeful.

Redamancy - ao3... (5k romantic prinxiety, fluffy friends to lovers with a smidgen of misunderstanding.) Virgil is undoubtedly excited about Nico. The thing is, that’s not the only person he’s excited about.

Did You Miss Me? - ao3... (13k romantic intrulogical, unhealthy relationship and mutual stalking treated light-heartedly. Dead Dove: Do Not Eat). Logan and Remus haven’t spoken in years. But that doesn’t stop them from keeping up with each other, through... various means.

The Down (and up)-side of Individual Expression - ao3... (8k romantic logince, angst w/ a happy ending, prosey and dealing w/ some kinda touchy subject matter vis a vis body image). As the sides have taken on vastly differing appearances over the years, Roman and Logan find themselves incredibly attracted in body and mind to each other. The issue is, Logan still has some trouble believing it.

Tree Bark and Fresh Fruit - ao3... (Fusion AU part six! romantic royality fusion returns for some prose and a lil bit of h/c). Patron doesn't come around often, getting lost in the excitement of Patton and Roman's new romantic relationship- so when she gets a shot to exist again, he's determined to make the most of it by figuring out just what the heck he's supposed to be.

Bitter Licorice and Bright-Blue Bubblegum - ao3... (Fusion AU part five! analogical fusion is back!) Logan and Virgil end up fusing much more regularly, much to Livril's satisfaction at getting to exist, and virtually every other side's chagrin at having to put up with them. Everyone, it seems, but Patton.

Scary Monsters and Family Bonds - ao3... (Fusion AU part four! Platonic anxceitmus with romantic dukeceit, short and mostly meaningless.) Rennet, freshly born like five seconds ago, is desperate to find some people to bother and/or amaze. But instead, Rennet finds an attachment that nobody quite expected to be so intense, but hey, it's not complaining, and neither is Virgil.

Acceptable Behavior - ao3... Remus is surprisingly concerned about his boyfriend's boundaries. (short & sweet intruality drabble. p/ much just cuddling)

On Truth and Untruth - ao3... Janus is allowed to participate in the group, and that is more than enough for them. Not too bad of a change up, really, and they aren't going to complain about it any time soon. Patton, however, insists on throwing a wrench into their system- their perfectly functioning, if maybe hypothetically a bit lonely, system. (28k word janus-centric romantic moceit and platonic dlampr, lots of angst and lots of yearning, with a happy ending. something of a character study.)

I Taste Honey but I Haven’t Seen the Hive - Chap.1, Chap.2, Chap.3, Chap.4, Chap.5, Chap.6, Chap.7, Chap.8, Chap.9 - ao3... (Finished!) Patton doesn't think of himself as misunderstood. More accurately, he's not very good at explaining himself. Remus explains himself perfectly well, succinct, confident. People are just bad at listening. Patton is lonely. He'd never say it out loud. No one knows. Remus is lonely. He says it in everything he does. No one knows. They're similar. They're different as can be. Contradictory, maybe; complimentary, definitely. They could be good for each other- they just need to explain it right. (hurt/comfort, eventual queer-platonic intruality, a healthy amount of angst).

Sharp Spikes and Glamour - ao3... (part three of my Fusion AU! a little angstier and racier than the others, but that’s thanks to the dukeceit dynamic, and its nothing too bad). Now, just a month ago, Remus could very confidently say that his and Janus’ relationship was perfect. And it still was, really, but that was before Roman and Patton had pulled some cartoon fusion bullshit that exactly no one had known was possible. There was no question. Remus was going to learn to do that.

Squishy, Precious Lil’ Baby! - ao3... Very short, platonic intruality fluff. Remus turns into a rat for a scare, but Patton is very unafraid of him in the new form.

Black Cloth and Star Systems - ao3... (Almost 4k fluff, part two of my Fusion AU! Very heavy on the descriptions, and also the Love that these two Have.) After Patton and Roman fuse, Logan can't help but feel desperately curious about this new discovery, and the possibilities of fusion between sides. But, his interest is a little more personal than he could stand to admit... Because what if- what if he could try it, too?

more under the cut

Flare Up - ao3... Human au drabble. Romantic sleepxiety. They are soft and in the rain.

Soft Walls and Roses - ao3... (Part one of my Fusion AU! Fluffy, sweet, and prose-y. Abt 3k.) On a nice, cheery day, Roman and Patton get a little lost in a dance <3.

Communication Issues (Alternative Title: Three Touch-Starved, Insecure, Metaphysical Beings Constantly Misinterpreting Each Other and Yet Somehow Falling in Love)- Chap.1, Chap.2, Chap.3, Chap.4 + Epilogue - ao3... (Finished!) What do you do when you find someone crying, and it’s all your fault? What do you say when you hear the muffled sobs and frantic words behind the blood-red door? When you know that, no matter how much you never wanted to hurt him- never wanted to hurt anyone- you still did. Is there anything you can do to fix it, when you’ve spent so long pretending that nothing was broken? When you’ve spent so long pretending that you didn’t care if things were broken or not? (Second Person, Present Tense. H/C slowburn. romantic analogince. Note: this is not an ‘x reader’ fic, it’s just 2nd person pov.)

A Study in the Pains of Romance as a Genre - ao3... Logan wasn’t 'insecure', by most measures. Sure, he wasn't exactly in love with himself, but he knew the harm that came of self-deprecation, and was careful to avoid it. At the worst of times, he could solidly be called 'self-neutral'. Therefore, it followed that Logan was being entirely objective when he said that he would not be a good enough romantic partner for Roman. (Friends to Lovers, abt 4k, romantic logince).

I Like You, Say It Back. - ao3... Short, sweet, slightly angsty first ‘I Love You’ between Virgil and Remus. romantic dukexiety.

A Misplaced Imbalance of Fear - ao3... almost 7k friends to lovers fastburn, in that this happens in a day. Set during/right after Putting Others First, a little peak into what Virgil and Remus were doing. Hint; being a little sad and very gay. romantic dukexiety.

The Ballroom - ao3... Every side has a room, but they also come with a special domain, completely individualized to each one. Of these Extensions, the only room that no side (other than its owner) has ever seen is Janus’. At least, until he falls head-over-heels for Roman and finally lets him in. (romantic roceit).

Hypothetically, - ao3... Nearly 7k friends to lovers, with a hearty helping of platonic logince. Logan likes to use the Imagination for experiments, but he can’t manage to use it on his own. The solution is obvious. (romantic intrulogical).

No Other Version of Me - ao3... Patton isn’t very happy about his new froggy features, but Janus finds him gorgeous all the same. Hurt/comfort! romantic moceit.

Complexities Unknowable- Chap.1, chap.2, chap.3, chap.4, chap.5, chap.6, chap.7 - ao3... (Finished!) Slowburn with pre-established Dukeceit, rivals to friends to lovers, with Background Analogince (plus some platonic anxceit and Creativitwins thrown in for funsies). romantic deintruality.

I’d Like To Stand By Him - ao3... Roman and Virgil listen to each other’s playlists. romantic prinxiety.

An Open and Honest Conversation About Our Feelings - ao3... hurt/comfort, shamelessly self-indulgent. Patton doesn’t come out of his room all day, so Virgil goes to check up on him. romantic moxiety.

Something to Uplift Us - ao3... Roman-centric (and Remus-centric) DLAMPR (platonic Creativitwins!). Quarantine shenanigans; the boys put on a show for their boyfriends!

Thursday Nights - ao3... Short fluff where Remus and Patton watch a horror flick together and cuddle. romantic intruality.

5 Times Logan Helped His Partners Get Their Shit Together +1 Time They Returned The Favor - ao3... Summary’s in the title on this one, Bud. Logan-centric romantic DLAMPR (platonic p & r), very hurt/comfort.

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tzaphki · 4 years

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Blog Mechanics! :D

Originally titled “Quick Rundown of Blog Mechanics! :D” but if you read the whole thing you’ll see why I changed it.

In this rundown we will discuss prompts, tagging, organization (with a subsection on ship organization), warnings, ratings, and what you won’t see.

Prompts:

Prompts are found by using #prompts. All prompt lists have a second tag, which is the name of the list. When submitting a prompt, use the name and the number of the prompt. If you want to be extra sure the right prompt has been received, you can write the prompt out in the ask. Prompts can also be of your own creation, of course.

As for ships, if you do not know the name, especially for poly ships, it's totally okay and encouraged to just write Character A/Character B/Character C (romantic pairing) or Character A & Character B (platonic pairing).

If there is a specific prompt that you would like to see in a pre-existing universe, be sure to include the name of the verse, typed out or abbreviated.

Here is an exemplar example of a prompt ask:

FLUFF 18 "I wish we could live together already," Virgil/Janus/Remus, NLOL

This translates roughly to: "I wish to request prompt eighteen - "I wish we could live together already" - from the FLUFF prompt list for the Virgil/Janus/Remus ship, specifically in the New Lease On Life 'verse."

Organization:

#prompts: Use this tag to find a prompt you would like to submit!

#not mine: Fan works that I did not write but enjoyed and would like to share.

#tzaph made a thing: All fan works I did write.

#rambles: I’m talking about either something that probably isn’t important but might have context clues for a project in it or problems I have encountered while working on a project.

#tw (trigger): Anything triggering will be tagged so if need be you can block the tag.

#angst: The sad pieces that stay sad (for that post at least).

#hurt/comfort: Pieces that are hurt/comfort.

#fluff: The happiest, most tooth-rotting thing ever (for that post).

#angst with a happy ending: It’s sad but it gets better (but it’s really sad before it gets happy).

#angst fluff: It’s a toss up as to which is more but they’re both there.

#mina made a thing: All fan works Mina wrote.

#belt boi speaks: Mina’s version of #rambles.

#sanders sides fanfiction: Sanders Sides fics.

#bnha fanfiction: BNHA fics.

For the sake of my sanity, works are tagged with a fandom as well as subcategories of the fandom tag.

Fandom Organization:

Oh boy this is gonna be fun.

Within the #sanders sides fanfiction tag, we have the following (this is going to be long, there are so many of them, I am so sorry):

All pairing tags (except for #creativitwins) are typed as they appear below and are prefaced by romantic, platonic, or familial but there are already so many it would be cruel to everyone for me to triple the list. Yes, I tag it twice. I could not find ship names for a large number of the poly ships so if they look like random letters mushed together I swear they made sense at one point.

#emile picani: Any work that has Dr. Emile Picani in it.

#janus sanders: Any work that has Janus “Deceit” Sanders in it.

#logan sanders: Any work that has Logan “Logic” Sanders in it.

#patton sanders: Any work that has Patton “Morality” Sanders in it.

#remus sanders: Any work that has Remus “Creativity” Sanders in it.

#remy sanders: Any work that has Remy “Sleep” Sanders in it.

#roman sanders: Any work that has Roman “Creativity” Sanders in it.

#virgil sanders: Any work that has Virgil “Anxiety” Sanders in it.

Ship time I guess.

#analogical: Virgil/Logan

#anxceit: Virgil/Janus

#creativitwins: Roman & Remus

#dukeceit: Remus/Janus

#dukexiety: Remus/Virgil

#intruality: Remus/Patton

#intrulogical: Remus/Logan

#loceit: Logan/Janus

#logicality: Logan/Patton

#logince: Logan/Roman

#moceit: Patton/Janus

#moxiety: Patton/Virgil

#prinxiety: Roman/Virgil

#remile: Remy/Emile (This one is only a side ship, I don’t write Remile-centric because I am not familiar enough with the characters yet)

#roceit: Roman/Janus

#royality: Roman/Patton

If you can’t tell I like lists in alphabetical order. :/ Also we’ve definitely reached the ones I made up on the fly at 3 AM.

#analoceit: Virgil/Logan/Janus

#analogicality: Virgil/Logan/Patton

#analogimus: Virgil/Logan/Remus

#analogince: Virgil/Logan/Roman

#anamoceit: Virgil/Patton/Janus

#anaroceit: Virgil/Roman/Janus

#anaroyality: Virgil/Roman/Patton

#anxceitmus: Virgil/Janus/Remus

#intrualiceit: Remus/Patton/Janus

#intrulogicality: Remus/Logan/Patton

#intrumoxiety: Remus/Patton/Virgil

#loceitmus: Logan/Janus/Remus

#logicaliceit: Logan/Patton/Janus

#logincality: Logan/Roman/Patton

#logince & intrulogical: Logan/Roman & Logan/Remus

#loginceit: Logan/Roman/Janus

#prinxiety & dukexiety: Roman/Virgil & Remus/Virgil

#roceit & dukeceit: Roman/Janus & Remus/Janus

#royaliceit: Roman/Patton/Janus

#royality & intruality: Roman/Patton & Remus/Patton

Oof these are bad but not as bad as the fives. :/

#analoceitmus: Virgil/Logan/Janus/Remus

#analogicaliceit: Virgil/Logan/Patton/Janus

#analogicalimus: Virgil/Logan/Patton/Remus

#analogimus & analogince: Virgil/Logan/Remus & Virgil/Logan/Roman

#analoginceit: Virgil/Logan/Roman/Janus

#anamoceitmus: Virgil/Patton/Janus/Remus

#anaroceit & anxceitmus: Virgil/Roman/Janus & Virgil/Janus/Remus

#anaroyaliceit: Virgil/Roman/Patton/Janus

#anaroyality & intrumoxiety: Virgil/Roman/Patton & Remus/Patton/Virgil

#intrulogicaliceit: Remus/Logan/Patton/Janus

#lamp: Logan/Virgil/Patton/Roman

#loginaliceit: Logan/Roman/Patton/Janus

#logincality & intrulogicality: Logan/Roman/Patton & Remus/Logan/Patton

#loginceit & loceitmus: Logan/Roman/Janus & Logan/Janus/Remus

#royaliceit & intrualiceit: Roman/Patton/Janus & Remus/Patton/Janus

The strangest things I have ever written (ship names not ships themselves) are in a list below. Warning: the first one may eat your brain cells if you try to pronounce it.

#analogicaliceitmus: Virgil/Logan/Patton/Janus/Remus

#anaroyaliceit & anamoceitmus: Virgil/Roman/Patton/Janus & Virgil/Patton/Janus/Remus

#dlamp: Janus/Logan/Virgil/Patton/Roman

#lamp & analogicalimus: Logan/Virgil/Patton/Roman & Virgil/Logan/Patton/Remus

#loginaliceit & intrulogicaliceit: Logan/Roman/Patton/Janus & Remus/Logan/Patton/Janus

And of course, my very favorite...

#drlamp: All the boys, platonic Creativitwins. (Janus/Logan/Virgil/Patton/Roman & Janus/Remus/Logan/Virgil/Patton)

Disclaimer on the ship list: Once I get more comfortable with Remy and Emile, they will likely be incorporated into this list, greatly increasing the length.

Of course there is our newer #bnha fanfiction tag, which thankfully has a shorter list.

Tagging:

If anyone is interested in being tagged, I will keep a list/spreadsheet of everyone who wants to be tagged and for what content they want to see. All you need to do is message me and I’ll put you on the sheet. :)

Warnings:

I will use the Ao3 warnings in addition to things I know can be triggering. If I miss anything on any piece I ever publish, tell me! I will be so thankful and will fix it ASAP. Anything triggering will be tagged with #tw (trigger).

Ratings:

Here’s my rating scale:

General: I might say crap or maybe even damn, piss, or ass. There won’t be much if any violence or highly triggering content.

Teen and Up: I may go so far as to say f*ck once or twice, but the language is mostly PG-13. Might have higher amounts of violence and/or trigger content.

Mature: Bets are off. No smut. However, language, violence, appropriately tagged triggering content, and that sort of stuff is likely to be there. I will always tag everything I can think of that could be triggering, and as always, tell me if I miss something.

What You Won’t See Here:

You will never, ever, EVER, see anything anti-LGBTQ+, ableist, racist, anti-Semitic, misogynistic, etc from the author or in the comments. If I see it in the comments, the user who said it will be blocked, this is the warning. I hate blocking people, but this is a tolerant space, and I’m not tolerant of intolerance, bigots, supremacists, or people who are purposefully mean to people just trying to live.

It is possible, however, that some of those aforementioned things will be in a story, and it will be appropriately tagged (I’d say scout’s honor but I was never a boy scout).

No arguments in the comments or with me. No one wants to read an argument. If you really want to argue, you can DM me.

I don’t write smut. I just. I can’t. It’s too weird to me to write, I try not to write about things I don’t know about and as a very single, very asexual person it’s not something I’m familiar with.

I don’t deliberately write unsympathetic sides. Sometimes someone might be an asshole (not too often these guys are kinda baby animals in people bodies), but I don’t do unsympathetic. Here’s why.

These guys all have Thomas’ best interests at heart. But sometimes, they get confused or they just don’t know how to help. It’s sort of like doing bad things for a good reason, but you didn’t mean to do anything bad. You did it on accident. Mistakes happen. They’re trying their best. And because they are trying their best, I write them as sympathetic.

Off the topic of this serious stuff, you probably won’t see another super dense, super long post from me again unless it’s a story.

I’m so sorry this was so long, it got away from me. But I got everything I could think of out, so the purpose was accomplished.

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