I’ll Start Glowing In A Second, I Swallowed A Flashlight!

That’s it, I cave lmao-

I’ve been absolutely taken by @coconut-cluster ‘s Uni AU and I really wanted to say that I appreciate it lots. >///< I hope I portrayed them correctly?? (I kind of wasn’t sure what Janus’ hair looked like)

For the second pic I just directly nabbed the image from this ask. o///o

The lower comic is based on the answer for this ask I sent and it was hysterical and I really wanted to draw it pffft- (Ignore my orange side character Marcus, I didn’t know who else to put so he’s just there akjbfak >///<)

Anyways I really enjoy the AU and that’s really all I wanted to say!

Mmmmmm Grunge Virgil?

uwaa

Soulmate September - Day 12

Day 12 - You meet your soulmate in your dreams every night.

Pairing(s): Romantic Remile, Romantic Moceit, Romantic Dukexiety, Past Romantic Dukeceit

TWs: sexual language, mentions of childbirth, Remus being Remus, swearing

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Emile Picani knew something was up with his soulmate.

Their link, as almost all did, formed when they were twelve. And right off the bat, when his soulmate kept flitting in and out of sight, he knew their first meeting would be interesting. Emile had sat up from his dream bed to see a young boy with raven hair that shone a dazzling blue in the light, and pale skin adorned with freckles that stood out like stars in the night sky. 

So sue him, Emile was going through a poetic phase. 

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Remus: *throws Virgil onto their bed*

Remus: Cuddle time, motherfucker. I want attention.

Virgil: Alright, alright. All the attention. You take more attention than my dog.

Reminders!!

Give it a few minutes. We'll be there.

I wonder how many seconds it will take us to start trending on Tumblr uh

Watching the new episode when you have social anxiety:

Work in progress 👀👀👀

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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Bored

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

“Logan.”

There was complete silence.

“Logaaaan.”

Still no response.

“Looooooogaaaaaan!”

There was a sigh. “What, Virgil?”

“I’m bored.”

Logan glanced up from his book to look at Virgil who was laying on his back with his head dangling off the bed.

“Read one of the books I gave you.” he said, turning back to his own, shaking his head.

Virgil huffed and grabbed one of the books, still hanging upside down as he opened it and tried to read it.

Logan was completely absorbed in his own book, not really noticing as Virgil slowly began to slide off the bed.

Virgil had a silent five second panic as he felt himself slipping and found himself stuck, his legs on the bed while he kept himself from falling completely with his hands.

He was in an odd sort of bridge position and his arms quickly began to tire from holding himself up.

He sent a look at Logan, debating whether or not to say something but decided against it, he didn’t think he could stand the embarrassment of having to ask Logan to help him.

He slipped further off the end and managed to gently lower himself to the floor without hurting himself or making a loud noise.

When he stood up though he felt really light-headed from where all the blood had rushed to his head.

He sat himself on Logans bed again, criss-cross applesauce style.

He picked up his book and tried to focus on the words but his bored mind just wouldn’t.

Logan was still oblivious to everything and Virgil frowned slightly as he observed the logical trait.

He had his head tilted ever so slightly as he read, his lips parted just enough for the tip of his tongue to poke out and his eyes darted left and right as he took in whatever it was he was reading.

Virgil tried to look back at his book but he was just so over it.

He put the book down and looked over at Logan again, smirking as a thought suddenly popped into his head.

“Logan?” he asked, holding back a small snort as Logan seemed to jump at his voice.

“huh? Oh, what is it Virgil?” Logan asked, having momentarily forgotten the anxious trait was present.

“Don’t you think reading is weird?”

“Weird? How do you mean?” Logan looked at Virgil in confusion.

Virgil pointed at the book in Logans hands. “Well books are basically dead trees, right?”

“I suppose they can be seen as such, yes.” Logan said, unsure where Virgil was going with this.

“So you basically just sat there for ages staring at a dead tree and  hullucinating because that’s what reading is. You just think up weird sounds and images in your head.”

Logan stared at Virgil, his mouth open in shock as he realised he had no response.

After several minutes of Logan not responding Virgil felt a bit concerned.

“Logan? Are you OK?” he asked and received a distressed noise in response.

Virgil sighed and got up, going to the door and calling out down the corridor “Patton! I broke Logan!”

There was a few seconds of silence before Patton appeared, looking at Logan and then at Virgil with a groan.

“Again Virgil? This is the third time this week.”

“I couldn’t help it! I was bored and I was trying to read the book he gave me but I ended up…. Breaking him.” Virgil muttered, looking at the floor.

Patton sighed “From now on if you’re bored you’re not allowed to go to Logan. You come to either me or Roman.”

Virgil pouted slightly. “Fiiiine.”

Patton focused on snapping Logan out of his shocked state and Virgil suddenly felt the urge to listen to his music.

He walked out of the room quietly, feeling kind of guilty about breaking Logan but there was something good that had come out of it.

Virgil was no longer bored.

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(I haven’t yet decided how many parts this will be as it’s an ongoing one. I’m midway through writing the fourth part and there’s a possibility of there being a fifth one as well)