“Logan? Did you hear anything I just said?”
The sound of Pattons voice broke through Logans thoughts and he blinked in surprise as he found Patton hovering in front of him.
“I… Yes I did.” he answered, racking his brain to try and work out what he’d said.
Patton eyed Logan with a small frown, suspecting Logan was lying which was an unusual occurance.
“Logan you’ve been very distracted for the past couple of days and it’s getting concerning. What’s on your mind and is so important that you completely forget you’re talking to someone?” Patton asked, worry in his eyes.
Logan was just about capable of fighting down a blush. There was no way he was going to tell anyone what he was thinking about.
“It’s of no concern to you.” he replied and walked towards his room, shutting the door behind him with a sigh.
He hadn’t been able to get what had happened a few days ago out of his mind. He’d tried everything to try and forget it but when he came close to forgetting He would pop up and give Logan that infuriating little smirk.
Deceit would find excuses to appear, walking past in the corridor or popping up in the kitchen with the excuse of getting some water.
Logan knew he was doing it on purpose. Deceit was exploiting his need to know everything and Logan was starting to feel like he had only one option.
Logan checked the time and was shocked to see he’d been pacing in his room for 3 hours. It was 2am and the others were more than likely already asleep.
Logan didn’t feel at all tired and his thoughts were too busy for him to even try going to sleep so he decided to venture out into the kitchen for some Crofters to help clear his thoughts.
He was just putting a second spoonful into his mouth when he heard a familiar voice behind him and turned around, the spoon sticking out of his mouth still.
“Is someone sneaking some Crofters? Did good old Patt Patt ban you again?” Deciet asked, a sly grin on his face.
Logan shook his head and pulled the spoon out of his mouth to respond. “I merely needed to clear my thoughts, not that I’m having much success.”
Deciet raised an eyebrow and took a step forward. “Whatever could be on your mind? It must be something fairly important to effect you so much.” he said in an innocent tone that didn’t fool Logan one bit.
“You know exactly what’s been on my mind.” the logical trait growled in annoyance but his eyes kept flicking to Deceits lips with thinly veiled curiosity.
“do I? Silly me I think I might have forgotten, care to enlighten me?” Deciet said taking another step forward, relishing the way Logan swallowed nervously and his breathing quickened.
“I… Uh… You’re lying.” he stuttered and Deciet let out a small chuckle.
“Logan, honey, its what I do. Surely you should know that by now?”
Logan opened his mouth to respond but Deceit had taken another step forward so there was very little distance between them now and Logan seemed to lose the ability to speak.
“You want to know if my tongues forked, don’t you?” Deciet asked in a quiet voice and Logan shook his head.
Deceit let out another chuckle and leant forward to whisper in Logans ear. “Are you sure about that?”
Logan shivered at the sensation of Deceits breath against his ear and shook his head again.
Deciet pulled back with a smirk. “Let’s get things straight, well as straight as they can be considering what we’re discussing. You’re not sure if you want to know about my tongue or not, is that correct?”
Logan nodded and Deceit leant in closer and murmured “Maybe this whole thing is just a ploy because you want to kiss me.”
Logans face went almost as red as the Crofters he’d just been eating and Deceit grinned.
“I…. It’s purely for s… Scientific p… Purposes.” Logan spluttered before closing the gap and connecting their lips.
Deceit immediately responded, one hand going to the back of Logans head while the other rested on the small of his back, pulling him in closer.
Logan gasped as he was pulled closer and Deceit took the opportunity to slip his non forked tongue into Logans mouth.
Logan barely registered that Deceit didn’t have a forked tongue as his mind was assaulted with a ton of different thoughts about what was happening.
Deceit eventually pulled away, panting slightly and looking at Logan to see his reaction.
Logan was also panting and his eyes locked with Deciets as he managed to breathe out “Not… Forked….”
Deciet flashed him a grin. “that was one test, maybe you should conduct another one just in case you were wrong.”
Logan froze and eyed Deceit in shock before replying “T… Two tests are h…. Hardly reliable.”
“how many would you suggest then?” Deciet asked, ghosting his lips across Logans, pleased with how he could make the usually composed trait get so flustered.
“As many as possible.” Logan managed to get out and Deceit pulled him in for another kiss.
They stood there in the middle of the kitchen like that for a few minutes before Logan pulled away, having had a thought. “V…Virgil is probably still awake, he could walk in at any second.”
Deciet smirked and blinked innocently at Logan as he said “Why Logan are you asking me to come back to your room? You need to at least buy me dinner first.”
Logan almost choked on his own tongue at that and shook his head. “That’s not what I meant!” he exclaimed.
Deceit laughed “I know, I just wanted to see your reaction. Now Let’s get out of the kitchen before Racoon boy walks in.”
Logan shook his head at Deceits nickname for Virgil and followed him out of the kitchen unsure if he should be concerned that Deceit knew where his bedroom was.
“Oh don’t give me that look, I only know this is your room because the others personalised their doors. Yours is the only plain one so it’s kind of easy to tell which is which.” Deceit said in response to Logans confused and concerned expression.
Logan couldn’t fault him for that logic so he followed Deceit into his bedroom and shut the door behind them both.
Deceit sat on the bed with a small smirk as he looked around. “I was expecting more nerdy posters but other than that it’s exactly as I imagined.”
Logan sat on the bed, unsure how to respond to Deceits words but found he didn’t need to because Deceit turned to him with a mischievous smile.
“Now, enough of that. Where were we?”
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Lmao. I also don't like Patton, but he still looks pretty decent, and I'm getting hyped for the other characters in skirts
I Want To Be Mean To Patton
Just two brothers having a Reasonable, Adult conversation.
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Part 3 is here, with a little added something thrown in! Hope you enjoy!
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Day 19 - Everyone is born with a compass on their wrist, the needle of the compass points towards your soulmate.
Trigger/content warnings!! Dissociation, PTSD, talk of conversion therapy and aftereffects/internalized homophobia, food mentions, nausea, anxiety/panic attack, unintentionally skipping meals, emetophobia/vomiting, pulling hair (does that count as self harm?).
Word count: 5k
He barely remembered the hospital. It was all just a blur of doctors and police officers and more sleep than he’d gotten in weeks. After the first night of twitching in the dark confines of his hospital room and waking up screaming from nightmares the few brief seconds his consciousness faded, he was given sleeping pills, and the rest of the visit was quickly forgotten. The clearest part of the two week stay was near the end, when he was deemed physically well enough to give a statement to his social worker and a policeman, describing his ‘therapy’ and his life at the foster home, which quickly dissolved into a panic attack. They had enough though, and he was left with a sick satisfaction that they weren’t getting away with what they’d done to him.
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Oh 'no' the snitties have returned. What ever shall we do?
my favorite part was Deceit going “Ssssssssuck up!” to Patton when he was buttering up Roman like
Deceit
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your name isn’t Jealousy, calm thy snaketits
As soon as I saw the pictures I knew I had to draw him. I tried lol
Palette Sides!!
One thought, Patton in a skirt
Also I’ve started on requests, the first will probably take the longest but not a real long time so..
No.22 Remus x Logan please if you want.❤️ Love your writing
22. “Scoot over. I wanna sit next to you.”
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Logan was used to eating his lunch alone. It wasn’t quite that anyone had ever told him that he couldn’t sit with them, but he chose to avoid the awkward glances and shifty excuses he’d likely get if asked to join a group. He was perfectly content to spend lunch with his sandwhich and his thoughts, thank you very much.
“Scoot over. I wanna sit next to you.”
Logan glanced up from his book, frowning. He barely had time to register the mess of brown curls and toothy grin that filled his vision before the boy they belonged to plopped his tray down on the table and wormed his way onto the bench next to Logan.
Logan recognized him, of course, everyone in school knew the Crowne twins. Despite not quite fitting into a traditionally popular, masculine mold, Roman Crowne had a large group of friends and was generally well liked by people. Meanwhile, all sorts of rumors about the younger twin, Remus, circulated through the student body, including a particularly gruesome tale about what he’d done to Eric Stone, a student who’d apparently called Roman some...less than savory names. Logan was sure that the details were mostly exaggerated, but it didn’t stop most people, himself included, from being just a little afraid of Remus.
So of course, it was Remus who had decided to invade the solitude of Logan’s lunchtime. He flashed Logan a smile before taking a massive bite of his own sandwich, and Logan swallowed, turning back to his book with the hope that Remus wouldn’t intrude further.
“Whatcha reading?”
".....a book.”
“Yeah, I got that, Nerdy Wolverine, what’s it about?”
“Nerdy Wolverine?”
“Yeah! Ya know, cuz your name’s Logan, and you’re totally fierce, but you’ve got this total Nerd thing going on. Nerdy Wolverine.”
Logan blinked.
“I...must admit I’m not sure why you think I’m ‘fierce,’ as you put it.” Hell, he hadnt realized Remus knew his name, much less noticed anything about his disposition.
"Uh, maybe because you completely destroyed that bitch Amy Shellenberger earlier in biology when she tried to say that chromosomes prove that there are only two genders? In front of the whole class?”
“Oh.” Logan felt heat rising in his face as he recalled the heated encounter with the popular girl in that day’s science class. It wasn’t like him to cause a scene, but he’d spotted Elliot staring in their lap with shiny eyes while Amy prattled on, and had found himself on his feet spouting off a counter argument before he knew what he was doing. “I didn’t mean to...that is, I-”
“Hey, no need to freak out,” Remus said, popping a french fry in his mouth. “It was hella cool. And if anyone gives you shit for it, let me know, alright? I’ll make sure it won’t happen again.”
Logan looked up, and found Remus giving him an uncharacteristically serious look. Perhaps the stories of what he’d done to Eric Stone had more truth in them than Logan had initially realized.
“I...appreciate that,” he said eventually, and Remus smiled.
“For sure, man.”
The two sat in silence for a moment, then Remus nudged Logan’s book.
“So, you gonna answer my question, or?”
“Oh,” Logan said, looking down. He’d nearly forgotten that Remus had even asked. “It’s a book about the likely origin of the legends of sea monsters, giant squid and things like that.”
Remus’s eyes lit up, and Logan suddenly felt brave.
“Would you like to hear about the origins of the legend of the kraken?” he asked.
“Hell yes I would,” Remus said, placing his chin on his fist and staring at Logan with rapt attention.
As Logan began explaining, flipping through the book as he went to showcase the illustrations, he allowed himself a small smile.
Perhaps from here on out, lunch wouldn’t be quite so lonely.
Other fandoms: why the fuck,,,are the Fanders,,,obsessed with lamps???
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