Big Bang 2020

Big Bang 2020

Hey guys, how is everyone! I just wanted to let you all know that I am opening requests again! (not sure if I formally closed them lol)

I also participated in the @ts-storytime 2020 event this year. My submission was Soulful Sentences over on a03. If anyone is interested in checking it out, the link is below. But I’m back and ready to start writing again.

Thank you to ts-storytime for allowing me to participate, and I’ll see you in 2021

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26222461/chapters/63820753

Fic title: snuggles and sniffles

“I’m not sick,” Patton mumbled, unable to stop the soft cough bursting from his mouth.

“Sure you aren’t padre, now lay down,” Roman instructed, gently pushing Patton back to lay against the massive pile of pillows that was Patton’s bed. “Just rest, okay? Virgil and Logan are taking care of dinner, Janus and Remus are cleaning up the mindscape, so just rest. Please?”

Patton made a low whine, slumping back. “But it’s my job. I’m supposed to be the dad.”

“Even dads get sick. And when that happens, it’s the kid’s job to rise up and make sure the ship stays on course. You’ll be fine to rest for a few days.” Roman leaned in, kissing Patton’s forehead as he removed his glasses. “Rest for me, please?”

“Okay, a few days won’t hurt,” Patton finally relented, laying back against the pillows. he felt drowsy after his glasses were removed and, after a few more moments, he was fast asleep.

Roman smiled as he quietly crept out of the room, leaving the moral side to rest. He would be back on his feet in a couple of days. Until then, Roman would keep watch of him, as would everyone else. 

Fake title: my itty-bitty lover

Virgil looked over at Patton, smiling as he sat on a shelf, dangling his legs over the edge. “You know, you won’t be able to have a second cookie tonight if you don’t make any, right?”

“But I wanna cuddle instead,” Patton insisted, reaching up to scoop Virgil into his hands. Normally, Virgil would slide right into his hands and curl into Patton’s fingers, but today he scooted back.

“Pat, you know you’re gonna regret it later when you want cookies. Come on, all you need to do is pop them in the oven and then we can cuddle while they cook, okay?” Virgil offered, grinning at him.

Patton thought it over for a minute, before he grinned brightly. “Yeah you are right! I’m gonna make the cookies and then we are gonna cuddle with a movie tonight!” He got his apron on, handing Virgil his own. Patton never really let Virgil help him since he could get hurt easily, but it was nice to talk and work as a team.

“Now you’re talking Patty. You can pick the movie if you put chocolate chips in the cookies,” he teased, putting on his purple apron, one that matched with Patton’s. It was dorky and not really his style, but it made his love happy.

“Deal! Can we watch Frozen again?”

“Of course Pat, we can watch whatever you want.”

He glanced away to glance at the rope he had hanging beside him, squeaking when Patton scooped him up. He went to protest, before a pair of lips was brushed over his face. He instantly went red, covering his face. “Pat~ god you’re too sweet sometimes!”

“I just wanted a kiss, and I’m not talking about the Hershey kind,” Patton informed, giggling as he pecked the top of Virgil’s head, before setting his little lover on the counter, bouncing over to the fridge.

Virgil shook his head, watching Patton walk around to gather the ingredients, babbling to himself about what he needed and how many he was going to make. Virgil felt his heart thump and he realized this is where he was meant to be. From their very rocky start in the beginning to their slow crawl towards becoming boyfriends, he knew he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Title game: The Shadow Prince

Virgil sat on his throne, lounging back and messing with his phone. He kicked his feet, before he heard footsteps entering the room. He looked up, to see a knight wearing silver armor and a red sash across his chest.

“I have come to vanquish you, Shadow Prince! You’re reign of terror has come to an- hey! What did I say about phones?!” Roman cried out, huffing.

Virgil rolled his eyes and waved his phone away, pretending it didn’t exist. “Oh knight, you’re bravery amuses me, but today you shall perish,” he deadpanned, standing up and waving his hand.

“Haha! I will vanquish you de-ah!” He cried out when he was flung into the wall. “Virgil! I wasn’t do-hey!” He rolled away from the massive boulder that was heading for him. “Let me fin- ISH!” He ducked when the throne itself was thrown, almost landing on top of him.

“Sorry Princey, I can’t hear you~” He purred, throwing a ball of dark magic at him, watching Roman rolling and dodging everything he threw at the prince. He continued, walking closer to him. “You’re so funny, you know? It’s adorable when you-” He cut off with a squeak when the prince charged at him, knocking him back so he fell onto the floor, Roman hovering over him.

“Finally!” Roman gasped, his face flushed. “God damn will you let me finish my speech now?” He was stopped when Virgil pulled him down and pressed their lips together. He sighed, leaning in and brushing back the emo’s hair.

When Virgil pulled away, he was smirking up at Roman. “No, I don’t think so. I’d rather you be quiet and kiss me or go back to being a trick monkey for me.”

Roman paused, before shrugging. “Kisses it is, I suppose.” He pressed their lips together once more, this kiss being sweeter than the first. One of these days he was going to get Virgil to play properly, but until then he would continue to kiss his boyfriend and give him every bit of affection he could.

I need to stop asking questions. (Deceit, Virgil, & Remus)

In the darker side of the mindscape, it was quiet. Too quiet. Even with the other two dark sides being about as tall as his thumb, it was still eerily silent. He slowly stood up from the couch, walking around with his eyes on the ground. Where are they? Why is it so damn quiet, it’s never this quiet. At that moment, there was a loud crash coming from the kitchen and Dee ran in, groaning at what he saw. “Of course you two did this.”

Sitting on the counter was Virgil and Remus, covered in cookie crumbs from the cookies Dee had baked the other day. The cookie jar was in ruins on the floor along with random cookie crumbs and chocolate chips. They look up at him, Remus grinning brightly and Virgil looking like a deer in headlights.

“What on Earth did you two do!?” Dee asked, summoning a broom and dustpan, bending down onto the floor to sweep up the glass shards and cookie crumbs.

“We got cookies!” Remus chirped, shoving a massive chocolate chip in his face.

“Sorry Dee. We….kinda made a mess,” Virgil mumbled, ducking his head as he slowly ate a smaller crumb. “Don’t be mad.”

“I….I’m not mad,” he informed after a moment, waving away the mess. “But I want to know why you did this. You could of just asked me for help, you know that, right?”

“We wanted to do it ourselves!” Remus piped up, getting chocolate all over his face. 

Dee groaned, reaching out and plucking both of them up, cleaning up the counters. “ I need to stop asking questions. Come on, you both need a bath.”

“No way!” Remus whined, squirming and trying to get away, while Virgil sat calmly in Dee’s hand.

“Remus, calm down now,” Dee ordered, pushing the dark creativity down. “Just accept the bath and I’ll make more cookies afterwards, deal?”

Remus took a moment, a long, long moment, before grinning. “Deal! But they better be extra extra extra good!”

Dee chuckled, ruffling his hair. “Of course Remus, I’ll make them extra good for you.”

“No! They have to be extra extra extra good! Come on, super duper good!”

“Fine, they will be extra extra extra good, I promise.”

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