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“I am a circle.”

“Explain”.

“Pointless.”

“nO-”

soulmate september / day twelve: man of his dreams

Day Twelve: You meet your soulmate in your dreams every night.

Summary: Remy and Remus meet every night; over time, Remy becomes an insomniac.

Ship: Dukesleep (Remus x Remy)

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GUYS IT'S LOGAN IN A SKIRT!

TStweet 20/11/20 :

Logan in a Skirt! 💙🖤 You all have been asking for the next in the series, and yes, we had to put Logan in a pencil skirt. It was simply logical.

Bruised Ego

Thomas’ ego takes a few too many blows.  Janus helps.

A long-overdue writer/artist collab between myself and the incredible @caffeinated-cryptid!  Find their original post here, and this fic’s companion piece here.

Word count: 1.6k

tws for injury, blood, severe bruising, and physical pain

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Roman typically liked color.

The purple and blues of his best friends, the green of his brother, the yellow of his… of Janus, his own glowing, vibrant red – Roman liked color.

At least, when it wasn’t splashed across his skin.

“I told you not to read the comments section,” Janus clucks, lifting Roman’s chin with one gloved hand and frowning at the marks on his neck, “and what do you do?”

“Checked for accolades from my dearest fans?”  Roman flashes a grin, wincing when it pulls at the cut on his lip, breaking open once more.

“Let’s go with your story,” the snake says, dryly, snapping open a first aid kit.  “Oh, and please stay standing.  It’s so much more convenient to check up on you when you look like you’ll pass out at any second.”

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day 66

Roman is red

Remus is green

Logan is depressed and so are we

The Little Things

Based on this prompt about Virgil falling asleep in Janus’s lap and him crying because they haven’t been this close in years.

Virgil feels himself start to nod off, Janus had picked out the movie they were watching, and Virgil had seen it enough times already to not feel too determined to stay awake. It had been a few days since he had gotten a good night’s sleep, so a nap was sounding really great right then. He absentmindedly lays his head down in Janus’s lap, like he’d done a million times before, during a million other movie nights just like this one.But this time was different. Virgil hadn’t done this in years. 

This wasn’t even their first movie night of the week, but it was the first one that Virgil had initiated himself. He didn’t know what had possessed him to do so, he just felt like he and the snake should watch a movie. He even let the reptilian trait pick the movie.

Virgil’s head lands in the scaled side’s lap and he instantly falls asleep. The familiar safety doing its job of making him relax just the same way it always used to.

Janus barely managed to muffle his gasp of surprise as the smaller side’s soft snores start up. Virgil. Virgil was asleep in his lap, Virgil had just curled up in his lap to sleep.

Janus lifts a shaky, tentative hand towards the smaller side, he gently and quietly starts stroking the emo’s hair. Virgil makes a soft noise of content and Janus is done for, hot tears start spilling down his cheeks.

Patton walks by on his way to the kitchen then, he pauses when he sees Janus crying on the couch. His brow furrows in concern, “Jan?” he asks softly.

The scaled side’s head snaps, “Shhh…” he hisses harshly.

Patton cocks his head to the side in confusion, Janus gives him a shaky smile and points at the sleeping side in his lap.

Patton’s eyes widen and he gives Janus a smile and a nod, he remembers the first time Virgil had fallen asleep on him, and he knew this was probably somewhat similar to that. He drapes a blanket over the sleeping side. He gives Janus one last look, before grabbing a snack and heading back to his room.

The room is enveloped in silence once again, Janus’s crying muffled by the hand not occupied by the constant stroking of Virgil’s hair.

A single tear falls from the snake’s face and he fails to catch it before it hits the sleeping traits face. Virgil’s eyes snap open.

He looks around quizzically. His face turns from confused to concerned when he sees the tears on Janus’s face. “Jay? What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” His voice is soft with sleep and laced with worry.

Janus stiffens for a second before reaching out to pat the side’s hand, he smiles warmly, “Nothing’s wrong, darling. Go back to sleep.”

Virgil sits up, eyeshadow darkening, “Did I do something wrong?”

Janus makes a noise in the back of his throat, “No. No, darling. This isn’t your fault. Everything’s alright, I promise. Now, why don’t you go back to sleep?” He lifts a scaled hand to cup Virgil’s face, “You look so tired, my little shadow.”

Virgil leans into the touch, a small sigh escaping him, “I still want to know why you’re crying,” he hums.

Janus gingerly pulls the other side into a hug, Virgil relaxes into the embrace, resting his head on the snake’s shoulder, “I just missed you…so much.” Janus whispers.

Virgil wraps his arms around Janus, “I missed you too,” he hums sleepily.

Janus chuckles fondly when he feels the smaller trait fall back into a deep sleep, apparently satisfied that everything was okay.

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Finally got this typed up for the second time! It’s been in my notebook for months!

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