I Just Keep Losing My Beat - Chapter 28

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4  - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 - Chapter 9 - Chapter 10 - Chapter 11 - Chapter 12 - Chapter 13 - Chapter 14  - Chapter 15 - Chapter 16 - Chapter 17  - Chapter 18 - Chapter 19  - Chapter 20 - Chapter 21 - Chapter 22 - Chapter 23 - Chapter 24 - Chapter 25 - Chapter 26 - Chapter 27 -

bet yall thought this was dead hahahaha oops my bad. been struggling with my writing mojo but it’s hit me in a rush now im on midterm break

Chapter 28 WAHOO!

The next time Remus saw Logan, it was a very safe observation to make to say that the man looked haggard.

It was afterschool. Remus was running a little later than usual, and he had pulled up outside school to see William and Patton sitting on the front steps, chatting. A moment later, Logan came down and lowered himself onto the step beside them, and even from here, Remus could tell the man looked exhausted right down to his bones.

Before he could really stop himself, Remus was climbing out of the car to go say hello.

With Virgil on his hip, Remus was half-way across the courtyard before he had the thought that maybe this was a weird thing to do. But he’d gotten this far and it’d look worse if he turned around and went back, and hell, William hadn’t even noticed him yet. He and Patton were still avidly talking, and it was Logan whose eyes first fell on him.

And Remus didn’t miss how Logan’s pinched expression softened as their eyes met.

“Hello, Mr Picani,” Remus called with a smile. “Hello, Patton. Hiya, Will.”

“Oh! Hi, Da,” William smiled back, before turning back to Patton to continue talking. 

“Hello!” Patton flung him a greeting as well before his attention went back to William.

“Greetings,” Logan said with a soft smile as Remus sat down next to the teacher on the front steps, shifting Virgil into his lap. “How’re you, Remus?”

“Not too bad, thanks,” Remus shrugged. “I’m going back to work on Monday, finally.”

“That means you’re well enough?”

“It does indeed.”

“I’m glad,” Logan replied. Remus studied Logan’s face closely, almost challenging Logan to look away, but Logan did not. He just sat there, blinking slowly, letting Remus evaluate him.

“I might be well,” Remus said, “but it doesn’t look like you can say the same.”

“I…” Logan’s eyes flicked towards Patton briefly, before he shrugged. “It’s nothing.”

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I Just Keep Losing My Beat - Chapter 27

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4  - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 - Chapter 9 - Chapter 10 - Chapter 11 - Chapter 12 - Chapter 13 - Chapter 14  - Chapter 15 - Chapter 16 - Chapter 17  - Chapter 18 - Chapter 19  - Chapter 20 - Chapter 21 - Chapter 22 - Chapter 23 - Chapter 24 - Chapter 25 - Chapter 26 -

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Chapter 27 shoo be doo shoo shoo be doo

Roman took Remus to a doctor’s check-up on Thursday after work, leaving William and Virgil at home with Remy. The doctor was very pleased with his recovery, complimenting how well Remus was doing (which Remus denied felt good to hear but actually meant a lot to him if he dared to be honest), and they left in very good spirits. 

It almost felt like things were getting better. Remus made the comment to Roman about it, who smiled a tired smile back as he started the car.

“Well,” he replied softly. “I’d like to think it is. I-it certainly feels like it is. I’m… I’m glad you think so, too.”

Remus smiled back, resting his head on the passenger window as Roman eased the car into first gear and pulled away. 

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Christmas Eve (5/5)

Sanders Sides: Janus, Patton, Roman, Virgil Pairings: Past Roceit (was toxic), Familial Moceit (Dad Janus, Son Patton) Blurb: Of all the barriers that Janus expected to have to overcome in order to get his son a pet for Christmas, encountering his Ex, Roman, working in the pet store had never once crossed his mind. Fic Type: Christmas!Eve Fic, Past Lovers to Enemies to ??? trope, Dad!Janus, Kid!Patton, Frogmin!Virgil, MythicalMin!AU, Frogmin!AU Overall Fic Warnings: Past Toxic Relationship Talk, Manipulation/Lying Talk, Human-ish Creatures kept as Pets Taglist in Reblog

To Catch Up: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 

I’m sorry. 

Janus hadn’t missed how Roman had reacted to the words. How he’d tried to brush them off like it was nothing.

It wasn’t nothing.

It had taken him a long time, with the encouragement of his therapist and Patton’s unwavering love, to grow comfortable admitting when he was at fault. To apologize. To say those two little words and actually mean them without trying to use them for his own gain. 

He hadn’t even realized he’d even said ‘I’m sorry’ until he saw his Ex jolt like he’d just gotten electrocuted. 

I’m sorry. 

Two little words.

Two little words that he’d never said to Roman while they were together, but had made him, his Prince, say constantly back for every little slight or wrong doing Janus had accused him of. 

Two little words.

Two little words that he needed to say sooner rather than later to his Ex in a far more meaningful way.

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Christmas Eve (4/5)

Sanders Sides: Janus, Patton, Roman, Virgil

Pairings: Past Roceit (was toxic), Familial Moceit (Dad Janus, Son Patton)

Blurb: Of all the barriers that Janus expected to have to overcome in order to get his son a pet for Christmas, encountering his Ex, Roman, working in the pet store had never once crossed his mind.

Fic Type: Christmas!Eve Fic, Past Lovers to Enemies to ??? trope, Dad!Janus, Kid!Patton, Frogmin!Virgil, MythicalMin!AU, Frogmin!AU

Overall Fic Warnings: Past Toxic Relationship Talk, Manipulation/Lying Talk, Human-ish Creatures kept as Pets

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Roman regretted the words as soon as they left his lips.

The Dameon he knew could spin the truth like a top. His stories sounding so believable that even now, years later, Roman still had very little idea what he actually knew about his Ex…besides the fact that he was a slimy no good lying viper. If he wanted to get a Frogmin for his kid, then Roman was sure Dameon could point to any cage on the shelf, and despite Roman’s years of experience, convince him that whatever cage he picked would be perfectly adequate to hold the Frogmin. 

Oh Crofters, would the Frogmin they picked out be okay going home with them?! He couldn’t remember Dameon being cruel to animals, but the guy had never shown an interest in them either. Sure, Pattey seemed sweet enough but if Dameon was his actual dad then what if it was all just an act. What if–

Dameon huffed, running his fingers through his curly hair, messing it up in a way that Roman had never seen him do when they’d been together. He straightened, briefly meeting Roman’s eyes as he slipped a hand in his pocket, moving a couple of steps down the aisle to give his kid some space to interact with the Frogmins without them hovering.

Reluctantly Roman followed, his attention split between ensuring Pattey wouldn’t reach into the cage and terrorize the Frogmins…and watching his Ex’s every move.

“You and I both know that I could just point to a random cage and convince you I’d bought it elsewhere, but I hope that the picture I took will be more than enough proof that I have the proper setup?” He asked, pulling out his phone and fiddling with it before holding it out to him.

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Christmas Eve (2/5)

Sanders Sides: Janus, Patton, Roman, Virgil Pairings: Past Roceit (was toxic), Familial Moceit (Dad Janus, Son Patton) Blurb: Of all the barriers that Janus expected to have to overcome in order to get his son a pet for Christmas, encountering his Ex, Roman, working in the pet store had never once crossed his mind. Fic Type: Christmas!Eve Fic, Past Lovers to Enemies to ??? trope, Dad!Janus, Kid!Patton, MythicalMin!AU, Frogmin!AU Overall Fic Warnings: Past Toxic Relationship Talk, Manipulation/Lying Talk Taglist in Reblog  To Catch Up: Part 1 

Roman had seen his fair share of Christmas Eve chaos through the years. The fights, the tantrums, the frantic gleam in a person’s eyes as they stand nose to nose with you demanding that you check the back because they don’t believe you can run out of something despite you telling them twelve freaking times that you don’t have any more Centaurmins or Mermaidmins in stock.

No, there had been many a day where he wished he could actually stab those particularly awful customers through with a physical sword and be done with them forever instead of having to rely on his silver tongue to diffuse the situation. It was dealing with people like that that had had him seriously considering walking out of those gilded glass doors and never coming back.

But then he’d see a world weary customer come through the door. One whose quest to make their beloved spouse’s or child’s dream come true had seen setback after setback. The ones who looked at him like he was their last hope in the world….it was those people that Roman stuck around for. He lived for the moment when he saw hope rekindle in their eyes. Saw the excitement blossom in their wide smiles. Heard the never ending gratitude spring from their lips for his aid in finally seeing their long arduous quest completed. He never minded helping the ones who deserved to have a happy ending.

Keyword. Deserved. 

And Janus Dameon hardly deserved anything. Let alone a happy ending.

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The Hummingford

More for the short angsty short text i posted 9 months ago.

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Characters (all of them are sympathetic): Deceit, Roman, Remus, Logan, Patton, Virgil, Thomas, Dr. Emile Picani, Sloan, Corbin, Elliott, Sleep (Remy) other tsshorts characters will show up as well.

Warnings: Mature, description of past violence and abuse. Oppressive language. Curses and foul language. Violence. Slavery. Slavery mentioned. Past emotional/physical abuse due to said slavery mentioned. Mentions of starvation. Mentions of past body modifications. People being generally shitty. PTSD. Anxiety. Sickness. Kidnapping.  If i missed any don’t hesitate to tell me.

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Roman wasn’t entirely sure how he ended up in this scenario. He had no idea why the shady merchant had decided that he was the one to sell his black market goods too. Sure Roman was dressed in less regal clothes than normally, mainly to keep a low profile, but in Roman’s opinion he didn’t exactly look like he was the right person to approach either, yet, it seemed that was a very different opinion for the merchant.

Deciding to humour the man Roman let himself be led along the narrow alleyways and cobbled streets of the city, that slowly turned to trampled mud and dirt, before they stopped at the entrance of a big tent in the less… lawful parts of the city.

 “Right this way sire~” the merchant chuckled as he pulled the canvas that hung before the entrance of the tent away, allowing Roman entry.

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Christmas Eve (1/5)

Sanders Sides: Janus, Patton, Roman, Virgil Pairings: Past Roceit (was toxic), Parental Moceit (Dad Janus, Son Patton)  Blurb: Of all the barriers that Janus expected to have to overcome in order to get his son a pet for Christmas, encountering his Ex, Roman, working in the pet store had never once crossed his mind.  Fic Type: Christmas!Eve Fic, Past Lovers to Enemies to ??? trope, Dad!Janus, Kid!Patton, MythicalMin!AU, Frogmin!AU Overall Fic Warnings: Past Toxic Relationship Talk, Manipulation/Lying Talk 

It was one thing to know that parents -not his by any means- but other parents loved to give their kids pets for Christmas. But Janus had never realized just how…well popular the concept was in practice.

Now, fifteen pet stores later, he was well acquainted with the fact that everyone within a hundred and fifty mile radius seemed to have had the same thought he had had months ago. 

Silently–because his kid was in the car with him and he would not swear where those sensitive ears could hear him–Janus cursed as he finally finagled his way into a parking spot and turned off the car. 

With all his research. With all his preparation. Janus hadn’t stopped to consider that pet stores could actually run out of the animals that they sold. He’d just assumed that if there were a good two dozen creatures in the cage in August when he’d first looked into gathering supplies for his son then there would be a good two dozen creatures in the cage in December as well. That he could simply pop into the store Christmas Eve and waltz out five minutes later triumphant. 

He’d been a fool. Apparently pets were as hot of a commodity as electronics and toys were. And they too, unfortunately, had a limit in availability. 

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I Just Keep Losing My Beat - Chapter 26

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4  - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 - Chapter 9 - Chapter 10 - Chapter 11 - Chapter 12 - Chapter 13 - Chapter 14  - Chapter 15 - Chapter 16 - Chapter 17  - Chapter 18 - Chapter 19  - Chapter 20 - Chapter 21 - Chapter 22 - Chapter 23 - Chapter 24 - Chapter 25 -

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Chapter 26 hee hee

Remus spent an embarrassingly long amount of time every day just… thinking about Logan. Sometimes he’d be caught daydreaming, usually by Scarlett, who after the fourth time, demanded to know what he was thinking about.

“Oh,” Remus stammered, and the way he was turning red really didn’t help his case. “Nothing.”

“Nothing?” Scarlett teased, crossing her arms and shooting him a look. “No one turns that red unless romance is involved, Remus.”

Remus spluttered an incoherent response as Jamie stopped beside Scarlett, and folded her arms too. Remus pressed a hand to his face to hide the growing smile, embarrassed over how hot his face really was.

“It’s, uh, just, nothing, okay? Leave me alone!” he repeated, twisting his collar between his fingers. “It’s got nothing to do with him, okay?”

“Ohh, a him, is it?” Scarlett seized the information with glee, grinning as Remus cussed out his own mistake. He began pacing, he had to do something.

“I’m going to explode,” he declared, waving his hands about. “I’m going to spontaneously combust if we keep this up. You’ll have to scrape me off the walls, Scarlett.”

“At least I’ll get overtime,” she joked. “Tell us about him! Come on, Remus! Don’t leave us in the dark!”

“What if I want you to be in the dark?” Remus shot back, turning on his heel and doing his best to give her an authoritative stare. “It’s- look, we’ve only had one date, alright? It’s too soon to-”

“A date!” Jamie crowed, clapping her hands. “Oh, that’s marvellous, Remus!”

“Goddammit!”

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I Just Keep Losing My Beat - Chapter 25

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4  - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 - Chapter 9 - Chapter 10 - Chapter 11 - Chapter 12 - Chapter 13 - Chapter 14  - Chapter 15 - Chapter 16 - Chapter 17  - Chapter 18 - Chapter 19  - Chapter 20 - Chapter 21 - Chapter 22 - Chapter 23 - Chapter 24

Yo these chapters are really piling up huh. realised it’s once again been a while and ive had a burst of inspiration! this chapter’s even edited! lmao

Chapter 25 oh my god it’s finally intrulogical

Now it seemed the tables had finally turned on Remus. Every single time of him helping Roman pick outfits, makeup palettes, shoes, vibes; it all came to this. Because it was Sunday morning. And Roman was helping him pick out an outfit for a first date.

“Oh, I forgot,” Roman groaned loudly as he threw Remus’ wardrobe doors open. “You own too much plaid.”

“No such thing!” Remus shot back with a snort. “I, personally, cannot wait to expand my collection.”

“It’s all green!” Roman cried. 

“Yeah!” Remus came over to rest a hand on Roman’s back, grinning wickedly. “It brings out my pallor.”

Roman laughed, and started rifling through his clothes. Remus watched him with a touch of anxiety, watching him shuffle past some of his old favourites, before he was nodding quietly to himself, pulling out a selection. 

“Here’s what I’m thinking,” he said, turning to lay the clothes out on the bed. “Nice tidy shirt, with jeans. Your blue ones will be fine. Those nice black shoes you’ve got, and-”

“My leather coat,” Remus added.

“Yeah, that’d look great,” Roman nodded along. “I like this shirt, personally.” He gestured to the one he’d retrieved from the wardrobe. It was a black button-up, with a thin, green thatched pattern across it. 

“And,” Roman added, holding up a finger, “I’ve got something I think will add to this ensemble nicely.”

Remus watched him duck out of the room, and he rubbed his arms as he waited for Roman to come back. There was a shuffling sound, before William, with Virgil in his arms, poked around the door. 

“Hi, Da,” he said, smiling at his father. “You goin’ out?”

“I am,” Remus smiled back, shifting on his feet. “I’m going to go and have lunch with… a friend.”

“Mr Picani?”

Remus spluttered, trying not to turn red and laughing to try and keep his embarrassment down. “You don’t miss much, do you, kid?” he wheezed. “…Yeah.”

“He’s very nice,” William said, matter-of-factly. “I think you’ll have a nice time. I promise I’ll look after Virgil and Uncle Roman really good while you’re out.”

“I’m sure you will, rattlesnake,” Remus smiled, and he bobbed down as William hurried over, and he enveloped both his sons in a hug. 

Roman hurried back in then, and with a huff, Remus picked up both his sons, setting them on one hip each, and they all expectantly looked at Roman, who was biting his lip and trying not to laugh. “Hi!” he chirped. “So, this was going to be a birthday present, but I think this is the perfect time. Happy Easter, Remus.”

He threw a package at Remus, who had no way of intercepting it as it bounced harmlessly off his chest.  However, William swiped it before it went down, and glanced at Remus for permission. 

“Go on,” Remus winked, nodding towards the present.

William ripped into it eagerly, and from it withdrew a beautiful green scarf. 

Remus carefully set his children down, before taking the scarf out of William’s pliant hands. It was a most beautiful bottle green, and the softest thing he’d ever had the pleasure of touching. It had silver stitching around the hems, and Remus was in shock, because this was… this was clearly expensive.

“It’s cashmere,” Roman said quietly, shuffling on his feet. “Is… do you like it?”

Remus couldn’t find the words. He lifted it to his face and pressed it to his cheek, closing his eyes as just how nice this gift was hit him, before he was tossing the the scarf over his shoulder and rushing over to catch his brother in a hug.

Roman caught him, and they latched onto each other tight.

“Is that a yes?” he teased lightly, but Remus could hear how thick his voice had gotten all of a sudden.

“Yeah,” Remus mumbled back. “S’great.”

This was dumb. It was just a scarf. But as Remus ran his fingers over it again as he pulled away from the hug, he knew without a doubt that this scarf was one of the most expensive things he’d ever been given.

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somebody loves you for yourself

A/N: I have had this nicomas fic in my head and have been working on it basically since fwsa came out, and it’s finally done!! it’s like 7k of pure fluff and nico meeting the sides, enjoy! (title is from Wake Up, Sunshine by All Time Low)

Summary: On a relaxing date night with Thomas, Nico stumbles upon someone on the kitchen- someone who looked eerily like his boyfriend. Then he ends up meeting five more “Thomases,” as well as finding out that there is so much of his boyfriend to love.

Warnings: flirting, kissing, hugging, cuddling, remus being remus, janus being all “we live in a society,” mentions of amazon being a not great company (lmk if anything should be added, otherwise this is pure fluff!)

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Things had been going spectacularly well with the cute disaster gay Nico had met at the mall. Since that fateful meeting, the two had exchanged numbers, gone on more dates… and well, it had been a few months now and Nico was pretty sure that Thomas was it for him. He really couldn’t picture his future without Thomas somewhere in it. Nico wasn’t really sure what he’d do without Thomas’s infectious enthusiasm, how he could go a day without seeing the way his eyes lit up when he talked about his passions or the way pink would dust his cheeks when Nico used any term of endearment towards him… well now Nico was just waxing poetic now, wasn’t he? Sue him, he was a poet! And Thomas had irrevocably become his muse.

"Want some pasta?" Roman asked with a forced smile when the door that connected his and Remus's room swung open.

"What's in it?" The Duke asked almost suspiciously, raising his chin and nearly dropping the ratty, stained Santa hat from his head.

Loceitmas - Sneeze

This is one of many, many ficlets I am posting on Christmas day. Hope you enjoy!

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Janus sneezed just as Thomas handed him a tissue, and then scowled at himself after it was done. He didn't notice his boyfriend's perfect timing, too annoyed by his cold to pay attention to anything else.

"You alright?" Thomas asked.

Janus continued to scowl unhappily. "My throat hurts," he complained in a strained voice.

"Well, Logan is making you a warm drink, so hopefully that will help."

Thomas patted Janus's leg to comfort him.

Janus sighed, leaning back against the couch cushion. He crossed his arms with an expression that he would not have described as a pout, though Thomas certainly would have if Janus hadn't been so grumpy and sick.

"I hate this," Janus complained. "Why did I have to get sick on Christmas?"

"Sorry," Thomas gave Janus a slight, sympathetic smile. "I wish I could make it better."

"I know. But you can't," Janus huffed with crossed arms.

Then, Janus started to shiver, and he pulled a face. Thomas immediately leant closer, taking the blanket that was in a pile at Janus's other side, and draping it over Janus's body.

"Do you want me to grab you another blanket, too?"

Janus shook his head. "I'm good."

He then sneezed again. And again.

Thomas grabbed another tissue, passing it to Janus's silently, giving him another sympathetic smile.

Then, Logan walked into the room, carrying a warm mug in his hands.

"Here," he said. "And I shall make you some soup, too. We must also make sure you stay hydrated."

Janus carefully took the mug in his hands, holding it against his chest.

"Thank you," he said, though he looked no less grumpy. He tipped his head back, and scowled once more. "This sucks," he hissed.