You Had Me At Logan Saying "my Love".

You had me at logan saying "my love".

Logan: Virgil, my love?

Virgil, half awake: Yeah honey?

Logan: I love you.

Virgil: I love you too, honey.

Logan: I can now sleep.

Virgil: Please do, it’s like midnight and I’m tired.

Please DON'T apologize for the left brain bois!

hi

HAND KISSES!!!

Roceit hand kisses👀💛❤ (I made this drawing a while ago, ftghjk I hope you like it😭😭)

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Sundays

Super duper short self indulgent analogical fluff cos I’ve got nothing else for today (thanks bone-deep exhaustion (,: ) and this is cute I guess :3

Summary: Logan and Virgil wake up together and they’re perfectly content staying right where they are.

Characters: Virgil, Logan

Pairings: analogical

Warnings: bruh this thing isn’t long enough to need any warnings lmao it’s pure fluff (there is one (1) instance of cursing via Virgil)

Word count: 190

Taglist: @theloveliestsweetspongy @stop-it-anxiety @sarmaangel @remusownsmyuwus @mindscape-blues

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Logan rose from sleep rather slowly that morning. It was Sunday, the laziest day of the week for him, and he got to spend it with the love of his life, who was still curled up by his side sleeping soundly.

He smiled sleepily as he snaked his arms around Virgil’s waist, holding his body close and cherishing every bit of warmth he emitted. His lips ghosted the back of Virgil’s neck as he placed the gentlest of kisses there. He could spend the rest of his days like this and he wouldn’t mind one bit.

Virgil’s breath suddenly hitched as he stirred, groaning softly as he turned over and buried his face in Logan’s bare chest, who gave a short chuckle. He pressed a kiss to the top of Virgil’s head and held him as close as he could.

“Good morning, my shining star,” he murmured, his morning voice rumbling.

Virgil only gave a short grunt, pulling another smile to Logan’s lips.

“I do enjoy our intellectual conversations,” he said, Virgil scoffing in response.

“Fuck off,” he mumbled, voice slightly muffled. Logan’s smile only grew.

“I love you, too.”

As great as this is, .

Don't you DARE kill the snake boi off!!!

Density Kills 5/?

Dedicated to @sanders-sides-uncorrect-quotes for allowing me to butcher their idea as much as I already did.

Part 4 X Part 6

Pairings: Analogical, One-sided Analoceit

Warnings: fire mention, gasoline mentions, food mentions, fluff, angst, hanahaki, swearing

Synopsis: Janus is a good liar, most of the time

“Hey guys…” Virgil started, face looking redder by the minute. “We, uh, have some news…”

Logan tightened his hold on Virgil’s hand. “Virgil and I are dating.” He said, proud and happy and oh Einstein, what is this feeling?

Patton was immediately starry eyed and squealed over this news. He hugged the two, whose faces appeared to be exploding in euphoria.

When the fatherly figure asked when this started, Logan stammered. “Uh, today? A few hours ago?”

The twins tackled the two in a hug-attack. Roman criticized the two for taking so damn long, Remus made prude jokes which led to Virgil threatening to tear of his head if he even considered continuing that sentence.

Logan sighed with a pleasant familiarity. This is the kind of family unit he never would have asked for, but would never trade for another given the chance.

“Alright kiddos, let’s leave it at that for now.” Patton told them all to get up and settle for dinner. They all did as they were told, Virgil and Logan smiled at each other in content.

Before they started to eat, Virgil noticed a vacant chair beside in between the twins. “Hey, Pat? Where’s Janus?” He asked.

“Oh! I haven’t seen him since this morning.” Patton said, prompting to stand up until Logan raised a hand to stop him.

“Do not worry, Patton. I’ll go check on him.” Logan excused himself from the table.

“Wait! I’ll come, too.” Virgil chased after him.

…

Janus knew his absence from dinner would probably sell him out, but he silently prayed that he’d go unnoticed.

He stared at the bucket, half-filled with cornflower and violet petals, filled with an unknown feeling of disdain, anger, and envy altogether. Janus poured gasoline over the petals and lit another match which was dropped into the metal container.

No one has to know…

The snake-side then proceeded to hide under the comfort of his weighted blanket as he felt his lungs throb in pain, roots ingrained and stems seemingly invading his roots.

God, he wouldn’t wish this on his worst enemy, much less the two people he loved the most.

Great job, Janus. You set them together, and now they’re happy, and now you’re going to fade because they will never love you the same.

But they’re happy.

And as long as they’re happy, that is more than enough for Janus.

So he sighed, willing himself to drift to sleep.

Until he heard three knocks on the door.

“Janus, it’s Logan.” Said the knocker. “It’s time to eat. Patton is inquiring for your presence.”

He didn’t respond yet, hoping Logan would get the message. He couldn’t come down to dinner, not just yet. He knew he couldn’t avoid him. It would just give off suspicion.

“Hey Jan the Fibber! You alright in there?” Asked another side. “It’s Virgil. Can you hear us?”

Janus coughed quietly, hoping they wouldn’t hear. “Yeah, sorry. I can’t make it to dinner.” He said, almost sounding normal.

“Dude, you okay?” Virgil asked once more.

“Yes. It seems I started shedding again.” Janus lied smoothly, as though well-rehearsed.

“Do you need assistance?” Logan asked. “We’d be delighted to lend a metaphorical hand if you so need.”

“No thank you. I’ve been doing this alone for five years, now.” Janus groaned. He felt the conversation ending as it took them a while to respond.

“Okay, then. We’ll send you a plate later, ‘kay?” Virgil said before Janus heard their footsteps sounding more distant each step.

Janus sighed and drifted off. He was already asleep when his dinner was left in front of his door.

…

After dinner, Logan and Virgil found themselves snuggled on Logan’s bed, hands intertwined and legs crossed with each other’s.

The emo noticed his partner’s empty stares. “What’s wrong, Lo?” He asked kissing his jaw.

Logan looked at Virgil and saw no reason to hide his thoughts. He sighed.

“Something’s wrong with Janus.” He kissed Virgil’s fingers.

“What do you mean?” The anxious side asked.

“His last shedding time was last month.” Logan stated.

…

Janus slipped on Virgil’s old hoodie, inhaling the scent of peppermint and dark coffee. His lungs throbbed. Janus almost got used to the pain itself.

He knew he loved Virgil. He had ever since they fell apart. Janus clung unto the hopeless wish that he would take him back as a friend, and maybe things would escalate into something more.

Then he fell in love with Logan, and Janus watched, showing no hint of the disdain he held against Logan.

Logan, who knew how to take care of Virgil, puts his own comfort aside for the emo side. He who was too perfect to hate.

He knew he never hated Logan, but when Janus held Logan in his arms, he realized he never wanted to let him go. He wanted to stay in the embrace, make Logan feel loved as he wanted to for Virgil.

Petals once again disrupted his breathing, and he lets them fall, loosing more bliod from what little he had.

He wants them both.

So he cries, curling into the hoodie, knowing he’d fade without them knowing.

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TAGLIST❤

@shadowjag , @wigsnatchedhoteltrivago , @arsonenthusiast , @i-love-my-dark-strange-sons , @phantom-moonfire , @lostonehero , @awkward-child-of-satan , @deetheimposter , @ashtonbby2 , @lokiamorstuffs , @janus-the-sassy-snek-boi , @eeveeeclair246 ,@enragedbees , @franthehorsegir

For Density Kills: @knight-shives , @chronophobica

Tell me if you wanna be added or removed!❤

Virgil: Do the thing, Lo!

Logan: *sighs* Fine.

Logan: *leans Virgil back against the wall*

Logan: You are incredibly beautiful and I’d love to kiss you.

Virgil: *melty happy spider noises*