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Remus. Yeah. I knew it was gonna be him, Virgil or Janus. Kinda expected Remus tbh

“Which Sanders Side are you based on specific facts about your childhood”

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Love at First Touch (but also you’re just kinda sexy)

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Summary-  Logan was very particular about being touched. After all, if your soulmate casually brushed you in a crowd, you might never find them again. And he just really preferred for his boundaries to be respected. His soulmate, however, isn’t good with boundaries.

Content Warning: Cursing, Sexual Innuendo (nothing explicit), references to Alcohol 

Day 11 Intrulogical,Background Prinxiety, Background Moceit- (Write your favorite Soulmate AU) The first time your Soulmate touches you leaves a permanent mark

Logan did not like being touched.

It was rather unfortunate as most people who had not found their soulmates yet found him attractive and tried to create meet-cutes where they ended up brushing up to him, only to be disappointed by the lack of a soul mark appearing and then subsequently frightened by the stern lecture he would give them about touching without consent.

Logan had a reputation on campus for being a cold-hearted, hot-tempered asshole.

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Palette Sides!!

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and then they kiss

CALM DOWN, just chill out for tWO SECONDS

Why Are We Here?

Virgil Sanders was laying face down on the floor in the hallway of the mindspace.

He’d been there since 3am due to all the existential thoughts that constantly plagued his mind and it was almost 7 in the morning.

He heard the sounds of the others waking up but made no attempt to move, how could he care about what the others would think when he was but a speck of dust on the monument that was the rest of the universe.

What did it matter if he was looked at funny when in the grand scheme of things everything and everyone was inconsequential to the rest of the universe. His embarrassment didn’t even register or have any lasting meaning when the universe was so infinite.

His eyes were glazed over and he barely heard the sound of footsteps padding towards him.

Logan was the first of the traits to wake up, or at least that was what he thought before he spotted Virgil laying in the hallway, diagonally across so anyone wanting to get past would have to step over him.

He frowned and opened his mouth to tell Virgil off when he recognised the expression on his face as the same one he got when they’d had conversations about the possibilities of large creatures at the bottom of the ocean or all the sorts of things that could be in outer space somewhere.

It seemed as if Virgil was having another existential crisis.

He sighed and turned around to leave, to either get Patton or Roman because he didn’t think Virgil would want to talk to him when a dazed voice spoke up.

“What’s the point of it all? Why are any of us even here?”

Logan turned back around and noticed Virgils eyes, though still glazed over, were locked onto him.

“Virgil I….” Logan started, trying to explain that it was too early for this sort of thing, especially considering Logan had yet to have his morning coffee.

“I don’t mean the human race in general, I mean us. Thomas’s traits. Why are we?” Virgil clarified.

Logan frowned “We are here to help Thomas and….”

“I understand that, but why are we physically able to manifest? Why can we exist for Thomas when no one on earth can do the same thing? What makes us so special? How did we even come into being? We don’t have mother’s that created us so did Thomas create us? And if Thomas created us how does that work? Roman is Thomas’s creativity, so did he create us? Is he our creator? If so how did he create himself?”

Logan froze at Virgils questions his mouth opening and shutting as he struggled to comprehend an answer.

“I… I don’t know.” Logan whispered and Virgil sighed, patting the ground next to him.

“join the club Logan.” he mumbled as the logical trait laid down on his back next to him.

“I never really thought in depth about how we came into being.” Logan murmured, staring up at the ceiling as his mind raced frantically trying to solve the conundrum Virgil had brought up.

“If Roman is capable of creating traits does that mean he also has the power to destroy us?” Virgil asked, his voice slightly muffled by the carpet.

Logan gasped “If that is true it must be something dormant which he has no control over because if he had that power he would be incapable of not boasting about it. If he truly had the power to destroy us then we must be cautious when disagreeing with him just in case he inadvertently uses said power.”

“If Roman created us did he plan exactly what we would be like or just make us randomly pop into existence with a general idea of what we were needed for?”

Logan suddenly had a thought. “Maybe Roman didn’t create us, I can remember the time before he existed and Patton was around already so surely if he created us he would have been existing at the same time.”

Virgil hummed and said “maybe he created you and Patton and thought it looked like fun to interact with one another and created himself a physical body rather than just being some invisible all powerful force?”

Logan fell silent at that and the two lay there lost in their thoughts.

Patton was walking down the corridor with a small skip in his step, ready to start the day with a large smile on his face.

He came to a stop as he spotted Logan and Virgil laying on the floor, Virgil face down and Logan on his back.

“Hey you two, what are you laying on the floor for? If you were still tired you should have stayed in bed.” Patton said with a smile.

He received no response and his smile faded slightly. “Are you alright? Logan? Virgil?”

“How did we come into being?” Virgil asked.

“Well, that’s obvious kiddo, you see there are these storks who…” Patton began with a beaming grin but was cut off by Logan.

“Patton, he means us specifically. How did we, as Thomas’s traits form?”

Patton frowned thoughtfully. “Well, I guess Thomas just sort of created us. He does have a very vivid imagination after all.”

“But Roman is Thomas’s creativity so does that mean he created us? If so who created Roman and can he get rid of us?” Logan said, his eyes wide as he considered a number of different possibilities, each with different liklihoods of being correct.

Patton tilted his head as he thought it over, then smiled. “I’ll go ask him.”

He stepped over the two traits, trying not to trip over their legs, and skipped down the corridor to find Roman.

Roman opened his bedroom door as he heard the sound of Patton knocking, it was always obvious when it was Patton because of the way he knocked.

“How can I help you this morning?” Roman asked brushing a hand through his perfectly styled hair.

“Come with me.” Patton said and grabbed Roman by the arm, dragging him down the corridor to where Logan and Virgil were.

“What the heckity heck, five abs and one pec are you two doing on the floor?” Roman asked in utter confusion.

“They were wondering why we’re all here, how we were all created, and I thought I’d get you because your Thomas’s creativity so of course if you created everyone then you’d know.” Patton explained with a grin.

Romans face went from confused to thoughtful to stunned.“ I…. I…. Did I?” he asked out loud, his eyes wide in horror as he struggled to figure it out.

“Oh dear.” Patton murmured to himself as Roman sank to the floor next to Virgil and Logan.

“How are we here?” Virgil wailed loudly and the two traits next to him made their own distressed noises.

“Um…. I’m just going to leave you guys to it.” Patton said and slowly backed away. He had no idea how to sort this situation out so he was just going to eat some cookies and then go see Thomas.

Thomas would surely be able to sort this out, plus Patton was sure he had some pizza in his fridge which was a bonus.

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So about the thing I was talking about where Virgil gets amnesia when he becomes a light side of the happy times he had in the dark...

• it happens the day after accepting anxiety, when he wakes up after the only full night of sleep he's had in years

• Virgil seems to have changed a lot

• no one really knows how, but he has

• Janus appears in his room to talk to him

• when Virgil gets angry and lashes out, his eyes widen in horror

• he had heard rumours about the effect of switching sides, but he can't believe that it really happened, and to Virgil of all people.

• Virgil, his baby...

• ...he seemed to have forgotten about all of the fun and joy of living with the other darks

• didn't seem to remember the happiness of childhood at all

• it made Janus' chest ache

• when he tries to tell Virgil the truth of his past that has been wiped from his mind, he brushes it off, believing with all of his might that his time in the darkness was nothing but pain

• because that's what lights are supposed to believe, and vice versa

• and it seemed that Virgil was victim to that rule aswell

• Janus leaves to tell the other dark sides about the situation

• Remus, along with all of the other darks, is horrified

• Virgil had been the youngest out of all of them, and they had all pretty much raised him, but he was always closer to Jan and Remus than all of the others

• and that was all just... gone from his brain

• it was hard for their minds to wrap around

• all of the other darks tried to talk to him too, but he would just flat out refuse to talk to any of them

• after the Hogwarts episode, he dumped his old hoodie in the trash

• the dark sides found it, washed and ironed and and then kept it in a box

• when Virgil was little, they had all gifted him a metallic heart locket necklace that was painted black and purple

• they found that in the trash too

• it sits in the same box, on top of the folded hoodie

• even though Virgil despises them, because he literally has no other choice than to, there will always be a tiny, infinitesimal fondness for all several of his caregivers even if he can't see it

• the darks cling to hope that their Virgil, their baby, will remember the low they have for him one day

• it's wishful thinking, as it's almost completely completely impossible to get his old self back

• their are dozens of unsent letters mad by the others for Virgil, but they stayed hidden.

• none of them had the confidence to believe that Virgil would do as much as glance at them

• they miss him... so, so much

( >:) angst hee hee)

“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.”

Can I join the taking over possibly?

How many countdown blogs are we going to have

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