I'll Take Care Of You Tiny Remus And Giant Roman Fluff

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Zombies and Experiments

(If you have a better Idea for a title let me know lol......I’m drawing a blank)

Characters: Logan, Roman, Virgil

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Fae Patton and his treasures?

A Rotten Witch and his Just as Awful Familiar?

“Dr. Sharp! Subject 907 is being rowdy again. He listens to you and we need you to deal with it.”

Dr. Sharp sighed, standing up. “Fine, fetch Dr. Prince. I need his assistance.” He started on his journey to the lab. He passed by many subjects, most of them animals being tested for things like reactions to chemicals, shampoos, conditioners, and food additives.

He journeyed to the back and unlocked a special room. Only he anjd a select handful of people were given clearance to this room. In there laid a special subject called 907, or as his companion, Mr. Prince, had named him, Angel.

“Good morning Angel,” he greeted, earning a hiss in return. He expected that, sighing. “Why are you being rowdy again? You know you aren’t supposed to cause trouble.”

“F-Fuck you. I hate you.”

“You’ve said that before, yes.”

“You kidnapped me!” Angel hissed, his amethyst eyes glowing with rage. He was pissed, and his eyes were an easy indicator of his moods.

“I did no such thing, you were found by-”

“I’m here!” Mr. Prince called, running into the room. “Why is Angel fussing! Did someone give him the brown pellets again? You know he likes the grey ones!” He leaned against Dr. Sharp, humming. “So Logan, what’s up?”

“You know you aren’t supposed to call me that. I asked you to call me Dr. Sharp,” Logan corrected, sighing. “And No, I will not call you by your name either.”

“But why!? Logan sound so much better!” He whined, huffing. “Come on! Just call me Roman!” He huffed, opening the tank and grabbing Angel.

Angel wasn’t like any other creature they had, he was small, barely bigger than three inches and humanoid. In fact, had he been Logan and Roman’s size, he would have been considered human and never ended up here anyway. Shame.

He squirmed and kicked, trying to get free. He hissed and spat at Roman and Logan, hissing.

“We need to calm it down.....gods what is wrong with it?” Logan asked, plucking it out of Roman’s hands.

“Stop calling me Angel! Stop with the numbers and stop touching me!” Angel hissed, glaring.

“Fine, what do you want us to call you?” Logan asked, having had enough with this little....pest.

That had Angel freezing. He got to pick a name? Should he give them his name? It’s better than Angel. “Vi-Virgil,” He squeaked out, biting his lip.

Logan would have continued, had a loud alarm not started blaring above his head. He tensed, looking around. Suddenly the door burst open with Chella, who collapsed onto the floor.

“R-Run!” She cried out, blood oozing out of her leg. “Run while you still can! Get out of here!” She cried out, before a groaning could be heard behind her.

A middle aged man fell on top of her, his skin grey and eyes white as pearls. He started biting into her neck, eating her alive.

Roman almost threw up, before he grabbed Logan’s hand and bolted. They ran, Roman dragging Logan along with Virgil slowly being crushed in Logan’s hand.

This is our unlikely trio, ones who will be entering the wasteland full of human eating creatures? Are they cannibals, zombies, or something much worse? Who’s to say? All they know is now, they need to run. They need to get out of this place, less they end up food.

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Heyo, how are you all? I was thinking and stuff, and with how popular Fairly Small Love has gotten (With 22 active followers and almost 200 posts.) I was thinking about opening another ask blog. I know I have my Rotten Witch, but hey, what’s one more, right? So, why don’t you guys tell me what you wanna see? I really wanna see all your suggestions and things, so feel free to comment or DM me!

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Why are you doing this? (Virgil and Patton

Warnings: Kidnapping, Darkness, unsympathetic! Virgil (If I miss anything let me know!)

Darkness. There was nothing but darkness when he awoke. He couldn’t even see right in front of his face. To be fair, his glasses were missing, so that didn’t help things in the slightest.

“H-help!” He cried out, thrashing and squirming in whatever binded him. It felt cold, chains perhaps? “Help me! Please help me! I’m cold and scared!” He pleaded, thrashing around so much he fell on his side.

“Hey hey hey. Patton it’s okay,” a soft voice cooed, and a hand stroked through his hair. Patton cried out again when the hand tightened their hold, pulling on his hair. “Stop misbehaving or I’ll make you be good, got it.”

Patton cried out, tears filling his eyes. He whimpered and fell still, only relaxing when the hand released his hair and he heard them back away. He tried to figure out who was talking to him, but he couldn’t tell who it was exactly. He decided to take a guess, figuring it couldn’t hurt. “R-Roman? Is that you?” He whispered, not daring to be any louder than that.

He heard a snort, before he was smacked across the face. “You fucking idiot, don’t you dare compare me to that creative nuisance!” The voice snarled, and Patton instantly knew who it belonged to.

“Virgil! Virgil please let me go!” He begged, thrashing and wiggling once again. “Virgil honey please! Please stop this!” He felt a hand on his face, trailing down to brush against his lips. He sighed in relief, before the hand pulled away and slapped him hard enough to knock him over.

“Shut the fuck up Patton!” the voice, now known as Virgil, snarled. “Just shut the fuck up you bumbling idiot!”

Hands wrapped around his arms and hauled him back up, and he was sat down in a soft chair. Patton didn’t bother moving this time, whimpering in pain when a hand cupped his injured cheek.

“Patton please, stop making this difficult. You’re going to make this entire situation worse on yourself. I just need you to relax and stay here for a while, okay? Can you do that for me?” Virgil asked, running his fingers through Patton’s hair.

“W-Why?” Patton sniffled, tears slowly dripping down his cheeks. “Why are you doing this?”

Patton heard Virgil take a breath, and he felt a light kiss to his cheek. It was so light Patton questioned if it even happened. “Please….please tell me why.”

“You’re a bad influence,” Virgil said eventually, pulling away from Patton altogether. “You’re morals are too strong and overpowering. Everything goes your way in the end, and that’s not good all the time. Thomas missed out on so much because of your moral high ground, just like he missed out on the callback. We need to reel you in Patton, and you need to be trained on when and where to use your morals. Thomas is allowed to be selfish sometimes, ya know? Well….apparently you don’t, but worry not, I’m going to help you learn.”

Patton felt Virgil moving away and he heard soft footsteps walking away from him. His fear spiked and he cried out again. “W-wait! Please I’ll be better! I’ll be better, please don’t leave me!” He shrieked, choking on a sob.

“I have no choice Patton. Goodnight, I’ll see you in the morning, okay?” Virgil whispered, not wanting to speak any louder with the door open. “I love you and I wish there were a better way.”

Patton heard the door click shut and he started sobbing again, unable to hold back his cries. He was alone and scared, fearing the unknown. He wondered what was going to happen to him, and what Virgil meant by training. He wanted to go to his room and hide, but he had no idea where Virgil was keeping him. He felt so alone and so tired.

Patton felt his eyes slipping shut and he realized how exhausted he was. He tried to stay awake, fearing what would happen if Virgil came back to see him asleep. He didn’t last too much longer though, and soon he was forced to rest, unable to stay awake any longer.

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Fairly Small Love (5)

Characters Patton, Virgil, Roman, Logan, Dee

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“My Name?” Patton asked, biting his lip.”

“Yes I….I really want to marry you,” Dee mumbled, his cheeks flushed red. “I really want you as my husband but I…...I want to know your true name.”

“Okay I…...my true name is Prince Morality of the Sun Isles,” he mumbled, flushing. “Will you marry me now?”

“Prince Morality of the Sun Isles, you will grow me back to normal right now,” a voice cut through, causing Dee to cheer.

“Virgil!” Dee cried out, his face bright.

Patton tried to resist, but he was forced to set Dee down, and grow Virgil to his normal height. Virgil grinned when the other three cheered for him, especially Roman, who had tears shining in his eyes. He was free, they were all free.

“Morality, return them to their proper sizes,” he added, sighing in relief when everyone was slowly grown to their normal height. He took a step back, looking at the tall and intimidating forms of Roman and Logan.

He didn’t even have a second to react before he was enveloped into a giant hug by Roman, being lifted off his feet. “T-thank you….thank you so much! G-gods please……..oh my god I’m free….we are free.”

Logan was more composed, but even he had tears shining in his eyes. He wiped his eyes, relaxing. Now was not the time to get emotional.

Patton whined loudly, wanting to shrink them all again. “N-No! I-I command you to stop this Virgi-”

“Morality you are forbidden from saying any of our full names!” Dee cried out quickly, effectively shutting Patton up. “Now Morality….you shrink.” Dee commanded, watching as the fairy slowly grew smaller until he was barely bigger than Dee’s thumb.

Roman bent down, grabbing Patton in a tight fist. “Now, what should we do about this…..pest?” he asked, cringing in disgust. He felt the shackle on his leg pop off, glancing at Virgil and Logan to see the collar and watch break off them.

“I have plans,” Logan mumbled, glaring. “I have a ton of plans, but I am open to suggestions from everyone.”

“D-Dee why?” Patton whimpered, wincing when his wings got caught in the now massive fingers. “You said you loved me.”

“I lied, you twat,” Dee huffed, chuckling. “And I’m glad you’re so naive, stupid fae. You all have a weakness....morons, the lot of you.”

Patton wilted, his heart breaking. He thought Dee loved him! he thought they all loved him. They have to love him, right?

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