Just Gonna Leave This Here On Your Dash Yup

Hi! It’s your friendly neighborhood Remile Anon. Kinda panicking over a photography assignment and need a distraction while i try to figure something out for it. Would you mind writing some fluffy intrulogical?

Ofc Nonnie! I'm sorry about your assignment, I hope you feel better!

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Logan sighed, pushing up his glasses so that they wouldn't slip off his face. He had been working all day and as the day was ending, his patience with work was wearing thin. The words on the pages felt foreign to him, so he decided to call it a night and head into the kitchen for dinner.

As Logan walked into the kitchen, he noticed how quiet it was. That was strange, usually his fellow sides were loud and rambunctious. His eyes glanced to the clock and was shocked to see that it was almost 2:30 a.m., much later what he had originally thought. He must have lost track of time.

Logan decided to make himself a quick sandwich with his favorite Crofters before heading to bed. He stood in front of the fridge and grabbed the jar out of the door. As he began to close it, he heard a noise from behind him. He whipped around to see Remus, standing in his pajamas, which happened to be just his boxers.

"Lolo?" Remus asked, coming to wrap his arms around his boyfriend. "What are you doing up so late? Aren't you the one who's always scolding me for not sleeping at normal times?"

Logan let himself melt into Remus' hug, realizing how tense he was.

"I lost track of time working. I plan to go to bed as soon as this sandwich is eaten." He felt Remus pull away from the hug, and tried to hide his disappointment that he wasn't being held anymore.

"Go sit on the couch," Remus commanded suddenly.

"But my sandwich-"

Remus clicked his tongue, interrupting Logan. "No buts, go sit on the couch, I'll finish making your sandwich and bring it to you."

Logan went and sat on the couch, watching Remus dance around the kitchen as he hummed his theme song. Even in his exhausted state, he couldn't help but admire Remus, for being himself and unique. It was what Logan loved most about Remus, how he was always true to himself first and foremost.

Remus came out of the kitchen, holding a plate that held Logan's sandwich. Logan took the plate and stared at the sandwich.

"Why is my sandwich a strange shape?" Logan asked. Remus sat down next to him on the couch and smiled.

"I made you a little unicorn! See, there's the horn. And I left all the extra bits since I know how you feel about wasting food."

"Thank you Remus. It's a beautiful unicorn sandwich. I almost feel guilty eating your art."

"Nonsense, it was made to be eaten! Take a bite out of it before I do." Logan ate his sandwich, finishing it quickly. He went to stand up and go to bed, but Remus pulled him back down.

"Remus please, I'm exhausted."

"that's why I want to give you cuddles." Logan let Remus rearrange them so that Logan was laying on Remus'chest, the two curled up on the couch. Logan felt Remus' chest move up and down with each breath the Duke took, finding comfort in the rythemic pattern.

Remus ran his fingers through Logan's hair, gently pulling the glasses off of Logic's face. "Don't think for a moment that I didn't notice how you melted into my hug. You okay babe?"

Logan nodded. "Just tired. And in need of physical affection I suppose." He felt Remus: lips meet his forehead.

"Can you talk to me? Ramble to me about anything." Logan asked, feeling himself drifting slowly to sleep.

He heard Remus launch into a soft ramble about some deep sea creature, but the words didn't sink in. Logan was quickly drifting to sleep, comforted by the boyfriend that held him so close.

Virgil Ghost animation to end halloween well *wipes away tear*

YES.

Remus is creating really good yet creepy paintings of spiders, and Virgil walks in when he's finished a few of them

Virgil's like "wow these are really cool, did you actually draw these?!" And this emo's like super excited and stimmy because spiders are his thing y'know

Remus almost starts crying cause he hardly gets and recognition for his art skills and it's his crush that's telling him how amazing his drawings are and he can't-

It's been so cold cause of La Niña so have a snek boi in an oversized sweater

HOLD UP

KARROT KING?

AS IN CARROTS ARE ORANGE???

DUKE, PRINCE, KING??

GUYS WHY ARE WE SLEEPING ON THIS??

Day 27: Intrulogical (TW)

@tsshipmonth2020

Day 27 - Your eyes match your soulmate’s hair color. If they dye their hair, your eyes change colors.

TRIGGER WARNINGS!!!!! Attempted rape (by unnamed OC), drugging, implied underage drinking (though none is actually seen), emetophobia/vomiting, Halloween, alcohol, characters being tipsy/drunk, parties. Happy/satisfying ending.

Word count: 4.7k

Logan lived his life based on routine. In a world of constant change, it felt comforting to always know what his next step was. His mornings always started the same; wake up at seven o’clock sharp, sneak to the dorm bathroom in an attempt to not wake his essentially nocturnal roommate, and brush his teeth. Wet the toothbrush, pea sized amount of toothpaste, wet the brush again, and start on the left side of his mouth. Brush for exactly two minutes, wash face, and then attempt to calm down the bedhead. He’d sneak back into the room, change silently, and then make his way to the shared kitchen to make cereal for breakfast. The only variable in his routine was which fruit he’d eat along with his Cheerios. Then he’d triple check that all of his homework was packed properly, and head off to his morning class.

Except today.

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cozy~ 

I have no excuse, @rondoel was talking about King and Janus over at @kingcreativityau  and I kept thinking about punishments and the cold-blooded snek boy being left in an icy cave for the sole purpose of keeping him in a state of brumation and just general sluggish uselessness. Basically just an excuse to make an intimate pose coupled with tears turning to icicles. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Anyways enjoy the angst and giftart Rondo!

Mmmmmm Grunge Virgil?

uwaa