A Battle For All

A Battle for All

Characters: Patton, Logan, Roman, Remus, Janus, Virgil

For: @littlebigmouse

Warnings: Gore, Extreme Gore, Unsympathetic Patton, Unsympathetic Janus, Unsympathetic Logan, Major Character Death, Betrayal, Body horror/gore

Words: 2,500

Hey Mouse, Merry Christmas & Happy New Year! I was your gifter this year for the @sanderssidesgiftxchange and I gave you a super hero Au with a side of gore [Or rather a main course of gore] I hope you enjoy it!

This was it, the battle for all the marbles, or as Morality said, "All the cookies in the cookie jar." Whatever you wanted to call it, this was the most important battle. Here and now, would decide the fate of the world. Sure, you hear that in all the superhero movies to get the action and the thrill up, even if the heroes always win in the movies. This though, this was very, very real, and all the heroes could feel a deep fear fill them. It wouldn't stop them from protecting the entire world, and they would do everything to make sure that the world was saved. It was still an unsettling feeling, to be staring potential death straight in the face, your future becoming less clear by the second.

Sanders University, the place they were meant to defend, held the key to world domination, at least to the Troublesome Twosome that was Deceit and Logic. The university was famous for its advanced technology, some of which could give normal humans pseudo-Superpowers, putting them on an even playing field with natural born Supers. The Twosome's plan was to engineer as much superpowered technology as possible, to create an army of villains that would help them conquer the entire world. First they would start with the University itself, but with how much super-tech was in there already, they wouldn't have trouble building a small army to defend it while they work on bigger projects.

The Prince stood on one end and the Duke on the other. In between them stood Anxiety and Morality, their healer and shield respectively. The Duke was holding a thunderbolt in one hand, preparing to throw it should the villains pull any tricks. Prince was holding a pen in his hand, preparing to draw up a weapon or something that would protect them. Anxiety had his hand out, ready to heal the team and get them back to the fight. Morality was empty handed at the moment, giving the villains a smile as if they were just naïve children instead of people bent on world domination.

"Now kiddos," Morality started, holding his arms out in a gesture of peace. "We really don't have to fight today. If you would just willingly come with us we can help you," he assured, making sure his voice would sound even and calming. "Please, don't do this. It would only end in disaster and chaos for everyone, including you two."

Deceit chuckled quietly, which cued Logic to break out in maniacal laughter. Morality cringed and even the Duke shuddered, which was uncommon since he was rather creepy in his own right. Prince and Anxiety looked unamused, even if Anxiety's hand fell to his side, where a short sword, crafted specifically for him by Prince, rested on his hip.

"Oh Morality, darling~" Deceit purred, elbowing his laughing companion in the stomach, who wheezed and went silent, rubbing his stomach as if that would make the pain go away. "That's exactly what we want. Chaos and disaster are what will help us take over this worthless world. Soon, oh so soon we will rule and you will be powerless to stop us! Now, get out of our way and we may spare your lives, if you beg that is." He waved his arm in a big gesture to the building behind the trio of heroes, the one that held the key to their dream.

"Never!" Prince snarled, a sword held in his hands. "We shall never let you get past any of us! We will put our lives on the line to protect the world we love! You'll never win, so give up now and walk away!"

That made Deceit laugh again, wiping a tear from his eye with a gloved hand. "Oh Prince, foolish fool, you will be made to eat your words. I can assure you of that. Logic, if you will."

Logic stepped forward, snickering as he pulled out a remote with a single, red button. He pressed it, causing a dozen cars to crumble and meld together. After a few seconds a giant metal golem stood behind the Duo. Logic cackled, covering his mouth as he snorted. "Be-ha- prepared to meet m-my greatest creation to date, the car golem!" He announced, pointing forward. "Go! Wreck, maim, DESTROY!" He shrieked, doubling over with laughter.

The golem seemed to come to life, surging forward towards the heroes. It was coming fast, intent on ending the battle and the heroes once and for all. It had no mind, no heart, no soul. It had a purpose though, a sole purpose it was destined to complete. End the heroes and leave not even a single one standing.

Morality stepped in front of everyone and summoned a giant dome shield, covering all four of them. Prince and Duke stood behind Patton, while Anxiety put all his energy and focus into keeping Morality's shield strong, which meant using all he had to heal it.

"When I lower the shield go for the weak spots in it's limbs!" Morality shouted, crying out when the Golem pounded on the shield, putting a giant crack in it. They all heard Anxiety let out a sharp exhale, slowly forcing the crack to close. "Damage the legs and arms, rendering it useless!"

"Yes Sir!" "Yes Daddy!" The twins spoke in unison. Morality couldn't help hide an eyeroll at the Duke, but now was not the time to lecture him on his inappropriateness.

"Ready?" He asked, taking a breath. "GO!" He cried out, forcing the shield to burst outward, which made the golem fall back. Morality fell back at the force he used to push the golem back, Anxiety quick to Morality's side to heal him and boost his energy.

The second the shield went down, Prince took towards the right and Duke went left. They were in perfect sync, each summoning their sacred weapons, a paintbrush and a bolt of lightning respectively, charging forward and removing it's limbs.

Prince let out a loud cry, circling around the golem and fleeing the scene. The circle glowed green and vines, flowers, and even tree branches sprouted around it, quickly tying the golem up. The thing let out a loud, metallic screeching noise of distress, before the Duke acted.

He took the precious time where the golem was immobilized and used the pulsing thunderbolt in his hands to slice and dice it's arms and one leg off. The golem continued to shriek and cry out, thrashing around with it's one leg, until Morality came through.

He had moved forward, leaving Anxiety in the back to watch their back. He summoned a small shield, one that was a simple circular shape, save for the spikey thorns and notches in it. He threw it as hard as he could, watching as the killer frisbee cut halfway through a leg, rendering it a mostly useless, twitching lump to the golem.

It continued to try and get to the heroes, but it only managed to flop around uselessly. It was rather useless, slowly going still as it died.

"Fuck yeah!" Duke cheered, before letting out a choked cry as a large snake plunged through his chest. His eyes went wide and he coughed out a sickening mixture of spit and blood, slowly going down on his knees. He reached out, as if to beg for help, his body going still as the snake again plunged through him, tearing his throat in half. His mouth was moving as if attempting to speak, before he fell face down, poised in a silent scream.

Deceit stood behind him, wiping his gloves with a white cloth. It was covered in a layer of blood, but the cloth cleaned the majority off. He tossed it on the corpse, looking at the heroes, who were looking at them in a mixture of shock, fear, and horror.

It was broken as Morality let out an ear piercing shriek, followed by Prince crying out in absolute anguish.

"Remus!" He shrieked, struggling to breath and looking like he was moments away from fainting. "Oh gods, Jesus god WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?" He cried out, Patton's shrieking sobs becoming a dull noise to him as his rage filled. "I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!"

He charged forward, unaware that the Golem was sliding painfully slowly towards Patton. He continued moving towards Janus, aiming punch after punch, kick after kick at the monster who murdered his brother. Deceit only dodged out of the way, not even bother to strike him.

Eventually, he ducked behind Prince, sweeping his legs out from under him. "Oh dear Princey, don't worry, you'll see him soon,"  Deceit purred, stomping on the hero's back, relishing in his shrieks of pain. "But look, here." He bent down, grabbing Prince by the hair and pulling his head up to make him look towards Morality.

Morality was on his knees sobbing. The golem was squirming closed to him, using it's half destroyed leg to slowly roll itself over. Roman was shrieking and begging Morality to do something, only to watch as Anxiety sailed past him, sprinting like his life depended on it. "No Virgil stop!" He begged, not wanting to lose two friends and his brother, he wasn't sure if his heart could take it.

Roman could only watch in horror as Virgil shoved Morality, the golem landing on top of the healer, crushing him to death. Roman let out a scream of pure anguish just as Logic began cackling with glee. He couldn't see Morality from behind the golem, but he was so sure that both of them were dead.

Logic danced around, watching the golem start to become consumed by rust. After it was fully rusted, it broke apart into dust, falling to the ground in large, clumpy piles. Even the limbs that were cut off were turned to dust as well. And Virgil? He was laying on the ground, flattened into a bloody clump of human and clothes. The lump didn't even look remotely human, but Prince found he couldn't look away, and he was glad he didn't.

There, next to what was Virgil, was Morality. He was alive and well, Roman hadn't lost everything! He went to call out, only to watch as Morality spit on Virgil's remains, climbing to his feet. "God, I can't believe he was that stupid. Though I suppose his foolish need to jump into bravery was admirable," he commented, brushing himself off. He reached down and grabbed something off of Virgil's remains, but Roman couldn't tell what it was.

Morality walked slowly, painfully slowly, over to Roman, who was confused. He let out a cry when his hair was let go and his face met painfully with the pavement. He ended up biting down on his tongue on the way down, causing his mouth to fill with a metallic tasting liquid. Blood, he thought distantly, but he wasn't able to comprehend it with how quickly his brain was shutting down.

He was rolled over, coming face to face with Morality. "P-Patton?" he croaked out, spitting up a glob of blood that got onto his pure white suit, or a suit that had been pure white. Now it was caked in dirty, boot prints, and even his own blood.

"Oh Princey, sweet sweet Roman," He cooed, brushing his thumb over Roman's cheek. "You're an absolute fool." Patton slowly held up the short sword, Virgil's short sword, pressing it against Roman's throat. He let out a soft whimper, unable to stop the noise from leaving his lips.

"Why?" He choked out, spitting a glob of blood onto Patton's suit. He saw his leader, former leader, cringe but shrug it off after a moment.

"I'm so tired of being treated like the innocent little healer on your team. I can't tell you how many times you've just left me to get captured, used me as bait...you even used me as a human shield once or twice instead of our actual shield, the guy who can make them out of thin air." He grabbed Roman by the chin, forcing the hero to meet his eyes. "I'm not meant to be bait or a human punching bag to protect you selfish lot. I am my own powerful person, stronger and better than all three of you worthless buffoons. I may have been your leader, but I was treated like trash by all three of you. But now....now that won't happen ever again!" Patton chirped, a bright cheery, but equally eerie, smile on his face.

Roman heard Deceit chuckle, looking away from Patton to watch as the villain walked towards the university, Logic right on his heels. He watched as Logic's lips moved quickly, mostly likely talking about whatever wicked plans he wanted to try on poor unsuspecting people.

"Don't take too long, darling!" Deceit called, loud enough for the pair to hear. “We need to get our plans into motion, we've already been set back quite a bit."

"Yes Deceit, I understand," Patton assured, looking back at Roman, who was petrified with fear. "I'm so sorry Roman, but this is your final scene. The curtains have been called and your act is through," he whispered, plunging the knife deep into Roman's chest.

Roman coughed up blood, reaching with one hand to try and pull it out to no avail.

Patton looked rather bored, but delighted at the same time. "This is goodbye Roman, I can't say I'll miss you or any of the others." He gave Roman a big smile, his deep brown eyes looking more golden as he twisted the knife that was lodged in Roman's chest, twisting it to cut deeper into the hero's body.

He felt Roman slowly going limp, the last few strings that he used to cling to life snapping as he let out his final breath. Patton shuddered in pleasure as he felt the man's last breath tickle his neck. He felt a rush, a thrill, he felt almost drunk on this feeling. He let a small grin cross his features, cackling as he pushed the corpse off him. Rising to his feet he felt a need, a deep hunger for more. He wanted more, he needed more of this feeling.

Patton licked his lips, groaning as the few stray drops of Roman's blood hit his taste buds. That felt good. So very, very good.

He brushed himself off, walking towards the University with a smile on his face. He had a mission after all, and world domination sounded just as glorious as crushing these pitiful heroes. Maybe more would come to play with them, that would be fun. If he were lucky, Deceit would let him keep one as a treat, a very special one just for him. Patton had to prove himself, and now that he was seen as an equal, he was never going to disappoint Deceit. He was going to show he earned his spot, and earn his spot he would.

Hit me with your best shot! I'm so excited!

everybody who reblogs this will get a terrible Sanders Sides pickup line in their inbox. every. single. fander. 

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.

Mini Requests!

So, to get back into the spirit of writing, I’ll be doing mini requests! They are gonna be super short, only a few paragraphs max, but I’m doing requests again! You send me sentence prompts (two sentences max per request please) and the characters you want (max 4 ) & if you want it to be romantic leave the ship name also! I know a lot of people have really good, detailed requests that I’ve been working on, but I’ve lost a lot of motivation due to recent events. But don’t worry, I’m going to get them finished as soon as possible. Feel free to choose the characters, sizes [g/t], ship, and if you wanna go ahead and ask for fluff or angst.

ex 1) “It Doesn’t have to be this way.” With Roman & Deceit [Rociet]

ex 2) “It doesn’t have to be this way.” Roman and Deceit

ex 3) “It doesn’t have to be this way.” tiny! Roman & giant! deceit! [Roceit Fluff]

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.

The Maze

Reader’s that are easily disturbed should read with caution and/or with a friend present 

Warnings (Please tell me if I missed any!): HORROR, Major Character Death, Gore, Body Horror, Unsypathetic!Remus (but character description is vague and you can pretend it’s not him), Monsters, Dead Animal, Blood, Descriptions of Death, Body Transformation, Throwing Up, Referring to someone as an ‘it’ (but he’s literally a monster so..) 

Characters: Roman, Virgil, Logan, (vaguely implied) Remus

Words: 2,101

Two years ago a wrote a few Sanders Sides spooky stories that I still love today, I thought I’d finally finish this one that I started but never got around to again after October 2018. Happy Halloween everybody!

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The haunted corn maze stood tall and imposing in front of them. It was some silly tourist attraction that was closed for the night, as it was nearing three in the morning of Halloween night.

“Guys, I’m not too sure about this,” Virgil said as they neared the entrance.

Roman was already jumping the little gate that was more just to people it was closed then it was to keep anyone out, “It’ll be fine! Just a fun little trip, in and out!”

“There is nothing to be worried about Virgil, while it is fairly easy to become lost in a corn maze of this size, there are tricks to easily greaten our odds of coming out quickly,” Logan added, simply opening the gate Roman had jumped and holding it open for him.

“No- No, they’re right. It’ll be fine. Let’s go,” Virgil finally agreed and followed Roman in, Logan taking the rear.

It was absolutely not fine. Nothing about this was fine. Something happened. The first riddle had been cheesy and goofy, a goofy thing he couldn’t remember now. The second had been a little harder and so had the third, and so on and so on until the tenth that hadn’t made any sense at all. The space was growing longer between each riddle, sometimes taking full minutes to get to the next sign. The corn had grown so high and thick that it was nearly impossible to see over and even harder to get through. They couldn’t hear the road anymore, something that should have been getting closer to. By the fifteenth riddle it was clear they weren’t in the same fun, cheesy tourist attraction, they would get out within the next hour, corn maze they entered. It was debatable whether or not any one of them would get out alive

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