Can I Possibly Have A Logan Being Positive And Smiling?

Just two brothers having a Reasonable, Adult conversation.

“Are you about to fall asleep on me?” Logan asked.

“No,” Virgil mumbled.

“Liar,” said Logan fondly. He began carding his hand through Virgil’s hair.

Virgil made a pleased humming sound. “Well, ‘s not my fault you’re so warm and nice. Besides, I’m not that tired.”

“Right. You’re almost completely limp, and you haven’t opened your eyes any time in the last minute or two, but you’re not that tired.”

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I’m late but Happy Sanders Sides 4th Anniversary ! It took me quite some time to ink and color. I’m sorry for the bad cropping on some of the images, I had to keep them at them same size ; ; I hope you will all enjoy it anyway !

Don’t you hate when you’re trying to intimidate your intellectual rival but he keeps flirting with you?? smh

A Slimy Boi (Part 2)

Part 1

“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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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)

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“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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Everyone shut up, ace remus time now please 

Virgil: pining over. i want to be loved now.

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Patton: Do you want to know what word I think means ‘the process of becoming an adult’

Logan: Yes

Patton: Adulthood. I’ve known the correct definition for the entirety of the series

Logan, whispering: Oh my god

Patton: I only called it adultery so that I may provide some comic relief. I know what adultery means and I misused the word continuously for the sake of hilarity

Logan: Why are you telling me all of this??

Patton, smirking: Because nobody will ever believe you

Logan: You sick son of a bitch