Why The Sides Work Out

Well. He actually did it.

i picture it, soft, and i ache

He cannot love Patton.

But god, does he want to.

It doesn’t take Janus very long to fall in love with Patton, when it comes down to it. It takes him far longer to accept it, and to allow it to grow.

Content Warning: brief, non-graphic depiction of a panic attack

(ao3 link)

(podfic by @titheinironside)

It’s unbelievable, how fast he falls.

He prides himself on his rationality, his pragmatism. He’s no Logan, of course, but it has been a very long time since he allowed his emotions to get in his way. Over the years, that has cost him so much– his relationship with Virgil, his ability to trust and be trusted, any moral compass that he may once have possessed, among other things. But he has never regretted it, not once, because his primary directive is to help Thomas, and if he has to play the villain to do so, so be it. Lord knows none of the others see the world for what it is, are willing to do what it takes to ensure Thomas’ success.

But the scene is like this: time passes, Thomas begins to listen to him, and one day, Patton smiles. He doesn’t know at what, doesn’t know why, because he wasn’t paying attention until now, but Patton smiles, wide and bright, and in that moment, Janus would do anything for that smile to be directed at him.

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look me up and define me (please remind me) (part 2/2)

He is whatever puts Thomas first. But that changes so often that he doesn’t know what he is beyond that.

He is Janus when he is alone, but only when he is not someone else.

Janus has never minded the fact that his identity is fluid, ever-changing. He acts as whoever Thomas needs him to be in the moment, and if that means he doesn’t know much about himself as an individual, well. It’s never been a problem for him.

Until he gives away his name, and then it very much is.

Chapter Warnings: identity issues, body dysphoria, body horror, panic attack, self-harm (hair pulling), mild injury

Chapter Word Count: 5,947

Pairings: platonic TDLAMPR, implied Moceit

Notes: This is the second part of a two-part fic, so I’d start with part one if you haven’t read it. Also, this fic as a whole was inspired by the awesome ‘The Record Player Song’ animatic by @turbovickii, which, 10/10 would recommend if you haven’t seen it

(part one)

(masterpost w/ ao3 links)

“Do you ever think about the past?” Patton asks him. It’s a gloomy day, rain beating against the mindscape’s windows to mimic the downpour keeping Thomas trapped inside his apartment. On days like these, he has learned, Patton tends toward melancholy reflection, toward sipping wine in the living room rather than attempting to cook or bake.

He has found himself glad of it, most of the time. Even on a good day, Patton is often too distractible to bake without supervision, and on these days, his eyes glaze and his movements slow as he reminisces on days long gone. Frankly, he should not be trusted anywhere near the kitchen, and they both know it.

“Not really,” he lies. “Not unless it suits. Do you?”

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YOU HEATHENS DEODORANT TASTES BETTER!

What tastes better all natural deodorant or soap??

laundry detergent

So, which simp is gonna start simping even more after this?

[kissy sounds]

soulmate september / day eighteen: what a bunch of a-holes

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Day Eighteen: Your soulmates first impression/thoughts about you are written somewhere on your body.

Summary: “What an asshole”. Virgil’s absolutely terrified about these words, and he tries to be kind to people, but it’s so difficult sometimes. Janus just thinks that everyone is an asshole.

Ship: Anxceit (Virgil x Janus)

word count: 520

CW: Janus is nonbinary and uses xe/xem pronouns

TW: anxious thoughts. brief familial moxiety. mentions of butts (…and yet Remus is not in this one?). seriously, the word “asshole” is written here at least 10 times.

@tsshipmonth2020

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Day 27: Intrulogical (TW)

@tsshipmonth2020

Day 27 - Your eyes match your soulmate’s hair color. If they dye their hair, your eyes change colors.

TRIGGER WARNINGS!!!!! Attempted rape (by unnamed OC), drugging, implied underage drinking (though none is actually seen), emetophobia/vomiting, Halloween, alcohol, characters being tipsy/drunk, parties. Happy/satisfying ending.

Word count: 4.7k

Logan lived his life based on routine. In a world of constant change, it felt comforting to always know what his next step was. His mornings always started the same; wake up at seven o’clock sharp, sneak to the dorm bathroom in an attempt to not wake his essentially nocturnal roommate, and brush his teeth. Wet the toothbrush, pea sized amount of toothpaste, wet the brush again, and start on the left side of his mouth. Brush for exactly two minutes, wash face, and then attempt to calm down the bedhead. He’d sneak back into the room, change silently, and then make his way to the shared kitchen to make cereal for breakfast. The only variable in his routine was which fruit he’d eat along with his Cheerios. Then he’d triple check that all of his homework was packed properly, and head off to his morning class.

Except today.

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When someone tells you you can't have the hot topic

Sanders sides as things my friends have said 2:

Janus: Wow. Donald Trump is such a good president.

Roman: YOU LIKE HIM!?

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Patton: I wouldn't hurt a soul but if you judge eone for something they can't control, you have no soul.

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(Texting)

Remus: Wanna hang out.

Virgil: No. I'm not in for socializing today.

Remus: We could kill someone.

Virgil: I'll come back to you.

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(School AU)

Patton: What's wrong.

Virgil: I'm freaking out about the english assignment.

Patton: The deadline isn't for a week.

Patton: Aren't you done with it.

Virgil: ... I'm freaking out because you aren't

Patton: Why?

Virgil: idk

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Logan: I am done with this weeks work.

Roman: It's tuesday.

Patton: Logan. Did you sleep.

Logan:

Patton:

Logan: No.

Remus

Word Association game GO! —> Mother!

Father!