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This is wonderful??? Like it’s great but also poor Logan-

Small Misconceptions (Part 1)

Warnings: Cages, Remus mention (really slight)

Notes: I’ve had this idea floating around in my brain for a while. Not sure how long it will be, but we are going to hurt Logan before it’s all over. I know where I want it to go, now let’s hope I can write it all. Also, let me know if you would like to be tagged in future updates.

Days as a borrower easily became monotonous. Every day was nearly identical, change was often uncommon. Change was dangerous. Change meant the risk of being caught was higher. And that goes for change in the humans’ schedules and the changes in a borrower’s schedule.

Logan couldn’t ask for a better life as a borrower though. He liked the order, he liked the unspoken schedule. It made it easy to figure out when he had time to retrieve specific items for himself. He knows that every other day he can head to the kitchen to retrieve leftover snacks, chips and popcorn are the most common, after the movies turn off in the living room. He knows he can sneak into one of the human’s rooms for basic supplies about five days of the week when the house has been empty for an hour. It was easy.

Today was one of those five days, and he needed to make use of it. A new thumbtack was highly needed as his old one had gotten bent and rendered nearly unusable after his latest tussle with a small mouse. Paperclips might also be useful, he could create a backup hook, something he has been debating on doing for some time now. He used the last of his current paperclips for steadying his current sleeping setup.

Logan pat his side and was satisfied to find his hook resting there securely. He made sure his small bag was strapped safely on his back before heading out of his small hole. Navigating the walls was easy, especially after having been in this house for nearly his whole life. He reached the loose framing by the floor and pushed it out. He slipped out through the small space.

As soon as he was out of the walls he beelined straight for the desk. Everything he needed from this run was all up there. That was why he always borrowed from this human. He was just a little messy, but it was easy to locate the items with enough time. And he had plenty of time since the human doesn’t come back for a couple hours still.

He could borrow from the other human in the small house, but he knew he would truly be putting himself in more danger than necessary. The other human was loud, overly dirty, and just plain chaotic. Logan would rather be caught by the human he was currently borrowing from than his chaotic brother. Not that he was going to be caught any time soon though.

He reached the bottom of the first desk leg and paused to grab the hook from his hip. He reeled his arm back and tossed the hook with practiced aim. Logan tugged the string and a feeling of pride welled up within himself. It stuck on the first throw. As expected. But Logan still felt some pride every time he did it.

With a practiced ease, he scaled up the string. Hoisting himself up onto the desk, he began instantly scanning the desk for the thumbtacks and any other useful items. The human was working on some sort of craft project this time, if the colorful feathers and rubberbands had any say on that. Logan shook his head in disinterest as he continued his scan, he didn’t want to know what the human was making, he didn’t care either.

Though a rubberband or two may be helpful later on. He kneeled down and picked two of them up, only slightly question the fact that they were green and red. At least they weren’t the neon pink or orange ones, those would stand out. Red and green offered some camouflage at least.

As he packed them in his bag, he noticed a small assortment of thumbtacks out the corner of eye. He adjusted his small wire glasses with a small smile. At least he found what he was looking for. He stood up to approach the thumbtacks but froze halfway there.

Did something just move? Logan whipped around. He thought he heard something and saw something out of the corner of his eye. His breathing quickened but Logan was quick to reassure himself that he was just hearing things and there was no human in the house. It must’ve just been the wind blowing a feather off the desk. In the back of his mind, a small voice screamed at him telling him the window was still closed, but lying to himself seemed to help him feel more calm about the situation.

He turned back to the thumbtacks and stilled once more. They were gone. But that didn’t make sense unless…

He gasped as fingers suddenly wrapped around his form, quickly lifting him off of the safety of solid ground. The grip knocked the breath out of him and he struggled to free his arms from the warm, constricting grip. Abruptly, the movement stopped and Logan was beyond terrified to open his eyes and look at the human.

“Now what are you?” The human mused to themself. Logan stilled at the words but still refused to open his eyes. Struggling was only going to deprive him of energy, and he needed energy if he wanted a chance to escape. Though, the bruises that are bound to form from this grip would be a slight issue.

A finger suddenly appeared under Logan’s chin and tilted his head upwards. In a panic, Logan flung his eyes open at the intruding touch. He was met with the curious gaze of a partially familiar human. Logan’s fear only subsided slightly with the reassurance that the other one hadn’t caught him.

However, he was filled with more fear when he noticed how curious the human looked. A curious human was nearly as dangerous as getting caught by a human child. 

The human tilted his head. “Can you talk?” He maneuvered Logan’s head to the side, receiving a wince. The human analyzed him for another couple seconds before shrugging. “Ah, guess that’s fine. I’m Roman. I guess I’ll have to come up with a name for you. You’ll respond to something eventually. Yeah!” 

Logan paled. What? If the human was already thinking of something to call him that meant the human was planning of keeping him. And the human barely gave him time to prove he could speak, not that he was planning on it. But the human, Roman, seemed convinced that Logan was some unintelligent animal that could be kept as a pet.

Logan had to get out. Now. But that was pretty difficult when you were restricted in a giant hand the size of your body. And Logan didn’t like the way the human was musing quietly under his breath and searching his closet with his free hand.

“Aha! Found it! This will be perfect for you, little guy!”

Logan paled more than he already was. That was a cage. A hamster cage. And knew exactly what, or who, was the next occupant. 

Roman excitedly slammed the cage on the desktop and the unlocked door flung open from the impact. Without any warning, Roman thrust his fist into the cage and dropped Logan onto the cool cage bottom. And before Logan could register what just happened, the door was snapped shut.

Logan was trapped.

Oh, my word. Oh, my heart. I just - I know I’m a little late but, no joke, I couldn’t stop re-reading it OVER and OVER the moment you posted it and then I fell asleep at goodness-knows-how-late o’clock so I made myself get some rest and then re-read it again to gather my thoughts when I woke up but...just...

This was EVERYTHING I’d hoped for. And MORE.

Just...poor, dear Logan. First he gets ignored (as usual) and then THIS happens. My size-changing HCs of the Sides actually include them growing to 50-60 feet at the largest, maybe more in rare cases so this was perfect. I could feel his distress. I just wanted to give him a big hug of my own (as difficult as that would’ve been).

And then Patton comes along and he’s being so sweet and caring while trying to help and actually listens to Logan (he’s not the Side of love and comfort for nothing).

Then Roman feels so bad I could sense his remorse (he means well, even if he can be a little mean sometimes). Logan was gracious to forgive him and then the GIANT HUG between him and the others!! *happy wiggles* I ADORE the ‘gentle giant’ and ‘tender tiny’ dynamic: giants who are gentle and careful and soft with their tinies, and tinies who are caring and loving and affectionate with their giants. So this scene made me joyful in a way I can’t articulate.

Then Logan got back to normal and they made up and had a second hug and that made me joyful all over again. 🙂🙂🙂☺️

I am more than okay that you went over the word count. I was actually wondering if it wouldn’t be ENOUGH in case the story wasn’t fleshed out enough within what I’d picked, so this was perfect. The perfect length and the fic was cohesive and the right amount of hurt/comfort and just- *chef’s kiss*

There is just NOT ENOUGH Giant!Logan or Sizeshifter!Logan fics (or even Roman for that matter, now that I think about it), so I’m really happy that this came to fruition. He may be the Side who doesn’t ‘feel emotions’ but it doesn’t mean he should be left out/that possible stories with him aren’t there! I’ve a few SaSi G/t WIPs with size-changing Logan in my folder to contribute but I keep getting writer’s block on them. I’ll make them happen one day, though...I hope.

Forgive the novel I wrote and the caps and exclamations but...seriously. I love this. It’s wonderful. This makes my body seize up with euphoria and me smile so much my cheeks hurt. This is something I’m going to keep coming back to and reading whenever I feel down. This is everything I could ask for for my first g/t commission request and I’m so happy with it. So thank you, thank you, THANK YOU. 🙂🙂🥰🥰

A Bad Prank and Worse Timing

Summary: A bad day is made worse when Roman decides to prank Logan.

Warnings: Crying and feeling overwhelmed

Thank you for the commission @anaisblin! I hope you enjoy it!

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 Logan sighed, rubbing a hand down his face as he entered his room, making sure the door was shut and locked behind him. He was exhausted. The day had been long, too long if he was being honest with himself. They’d had to deal with another one of Thomas’ many dilemmas, this one dealing with his first date with Nico. Which, to be fair, was not exactly Logan’s area of expertise. But he did have some things to say on the matter.

 However, and he really should have expected this, but he’d basically been ignored the entire time. Ignored and overruled simply because Roman was the romantic side and therefore didn’t need any of Logan’s ‘unwanted bouts of logic’.

 Roman’s words, not his.

 Logan knew he shouldn’t let it get to him, it wasn’t logical to hold onto things like this. But it was hard, especially since Roman allowed both Patton and Virgil to speak their own opinions on the matter and yet everytime Logan tried he was waved off. But the issue had been resolved and Thomas was happy. And that was all that mattered in the end, right?

 Right.

 But that didn’t stop Logan from looking back at the day with disdain. 

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My Rotten Witch (1)

Characters: Roman Sanders and Virgil Sanders

Warnings: Fearplay, feelings of helplessness, [Feel free to tell me if there is anything else I need to tag!]

Notes: Please don’t hate on it, but negative and positive feedback is appreciated! Thanks <3

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“Get me a new bottle cat!” Virgil ordered, waiting a moment before zapping his poor familiar known as Bastard Cat or his actual name, Roman.

Roman let out a soft hiss and stalked towards the cabinet. He didn’t expect to be zapped in the back however, and yowled at the sudden pain.

Virgil was not a patient witch. When he wanted something done it had better be quick or there would be hell to pay. “Be quicker than that!”

Roman grumbled under his breath and quickly grabbed the nearest bag of bottles, bringing them to his Master. “Here you are you dick,” He couldn’t help but hiss at Virgil, yelping when he got zapped….again.

Virgil took the bottles, sighing. “Thank god, you lazy ass. Gods.” He started bottling his most recent potion, a sleeping potion, into the different bottles. He hummed softly, ignoring how Roman brushed against his legs.

Roman was furious. He hated how Virgil always zapped him for doing nothing wrong. Nothing! He never gave any warnings at all and he just starts zapping away when things don’t go his way.

Stupid witch, stupid magic, stupid zapping and stupid bottles! he snarled and his tail hit one of the newly made potions, knocking it off the shelf. Roman let out a scream and bolted, letting the potion spill all over Virgil.

Virgil let out a startled yelp and looked over himself, trying to figure out what potion slipped over him. Red, which one was the red one!? He tried to think it over, and when he came to the realization of what potion it was his body froze with terror.

The witch tried to get to his broom closet, figuring if he got a hold of a broom it would be easy to fly up and get the antidote. Sadly, he was now too small to even touch the handle. Fucking hell fucking hell! I’m so fucked! He thought, stumbling when he felt a massive earthquake approaching him.

Roman poked his head out from behind the couch he ducked under, staring in shock when his witch slowly started to get smaller. He padded towards him, snickering internally. Master is smaller than a newborn mouse. He laid down in front of Virgil, a large grin making its way onto his face when his witch froze in place.

Virgil couldn’t help but feel a strong sense of fear when he looked up his familiar. He went to back up but he felt a large fuzzy paw pull him closer to the massive cat. He attempted to get away but it was in vain when Roman hooked his claws into the back of Virgil’s long robes, lifting him off the ground.

“My My, what a cute little mousey I caught,” Roman cooed, dangling Virgil in front of his face. “You know you don’t belong in the kitchen.”

“Put me down Roman!” Virgil ordered, ignoring how hard it was to get a breath in. He was terrified. At this height Roman looked like a large predator cat, and he was the mouse.

“Hmmm, are you sure you want me to put you down, Master Mousey?”

“Yes! And don’t call me that!”

“Very well, Mousey,” Roman purred, grabbing the back of Virgil’s robe with his teeth and leaping up onto the counter. He made sure to shake his head as much as physically possible, chuckling as his miniaturized master shrieked in fright.

Virgil clung to Roman’s fur for dear life, not wanting to be dropped. He was too panicked for words, unable to say anything or tell his familiar to stop. He felt helpless and scared. He hated the feeling. Every witch in town would laugh, What kind of witch is scared of their own familiar?

“Silly Mousey, I won’t drop you…..yet.” Roman kept climbing until he reached the top of the highest place in the house, that being Virgil’s massive bookshelf full of different spell books. He let Virgil dangle over the edge a bit, savoring the moment when he heard Virgil’s breath catch.

After a few moments of letting Virgil dangle he carefully set Virgil down, looming over him. “Here you are little Mousey, I put you down.”

“W-wait! I didn’t mean here!” Virgil’s voice shook as he glanced at how far the ground was. Too far. “I-I meant the floor!”

“The floor you say?” Roman’s cat face broke out into a smirk as he slowly started pushing Virgil towards the end of the shelf.

Virgil tried to fight the paw, hitting and pushing at it to avoid falling off the shelf. He barely moved it and he felt his feet reach the end of the shelf, almost being tipped off. “Stop it! Stop it please!”

Roman paused at the please, caught off guard by the rare use of the word. He pulled Virgil back, jumping off the shelf. “Fine. I was just trying to help you down,” He pouted, his tail swishing. “I’m gonna go take a nap, Chao~” he called, walking off.

“Wait! Wait don’t leave me!” Virgil cried, but Roman either didn’t hear him, or ignored his call. He slumped against the shelf, shuddering as the cold air from the air vent blew on him. This was going to be a long few hours, that is if Roman comes back to get him.

Will he come back? Is he going to leave me here till I freeze to death? He hoped not, but he couldn’t say for certain. He just hoped that his familiar would have some kind of mercy, even if he had never had any for Roman.

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Son of the Wicked

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

Prompt: @kaytikitty

Notes: Thank you to @a-black-pegasus for helping me write this! I’m so glad we got to work together on this! I hope we can work together on more projects!

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Roman howled with anger and threw a glass at the wall, causing it to shatter. “God Dammit! I can’t believe they got away with him again!”

Patton and Logan both shared a look, sighing.

“Roman, there is no need to throw things. You know that this behavior is-” Logan cut off and jumped out of the way to avoid the dagger heading for him. “-immature.”

“Shut up Logan! This is such a fuc-”

“Language!” Patton scolded, but he was ignored. He always was when the Brain and Brawn of the team started arguing.

“-king disaster! We had a chance to save him and we failed! We failed!” Roman hollered over Patton. “He was right there! So close! And then..” his voice dropped away but in its place his hands clenched.

“I know Roman, I know, but we can’t help this time. What we can do, is come up with a better plan.” Logan adjusted his glasses as Patton wheeled over the white board. “Now, any suggestions?”

“Oh Oh!”

Logan glanced over to see Patton standing on his tip-toes, hand stretched high into the air.

“Yes Patton?” he sighed. 

He perked up at being called on for once. “We could say please and talk to them!”

Logan pinched the bridge of his nose, taking a deep breath. Don’t yell at him, don’t yell, you will regret it later. “We cannot do that Patton. They aren’t good people. They are keeping the tiny child captive.”

“We can storm their base and take them by surprise!” Roman declared, his eyes bright with a challenging aurora.

“No.”

Roman let out a squawk, falling out of his chair. “What do you mean no!?” he demanded.

Logan sighed again, shaking his head. I work with idiots. “No, we can not do that either, as we would be storming into their home, where they most likely have traps and defenses set up to get in our way.”

“Oh~” Roman and Patton hummed, looking down.

“T-then what do we do? How are we gonna save the poor kiddo?” Patton asked, tears slowly filling his eyes.

Logan paused for a moment, running through a number of different calculations and scenarios through his head. “Well…..We could wait until they go and cause havoc. Two of us go to stop them while the third moves in to retrieve the child.”

He watched both of them think it over, again cursing how incompatent these two were compared to his own intelligence. Finally Roman responded.

“Let’s do it!”

A few hours later Roman and Patton were busy fighting the villains Snake and Octo. It wasn’t hard for Logan to sneak in and take the child. He ended up finding him in the villain’s own bedroom in a small box. Inside, was the small, slumbering child. An extremely tiny child.

The tiny child was laying in what appeared to be a small box. He was curled up on a big purple blanket, sleeping soundly. Poor child, I have to help him.

Logan carefully scooped up the child and he felt his heart break when the child curled into his hands. Poor baby, they were probably really mean to you, huh? Don’t worry, I’ll protect you from now on.

He left quickly, making sure not to jostle the child or walk into any traps. Logan walked out of the dreaded tower, leaping into the air and flying home. He pulled his phone out of his pocket, calling Roman.

“What do you want Specs!?” Is what Roman answered with. “Kinda busy right now!”

“I have the child, finish the battle and return to base.” He hung up before Roman could get a response in.

Logan arrived at home to see Patton and Roman covered in bruises, cuts and grime. “You are both very….disgusting.”

“It’s not my fault he decided to throw not one…..not two….but seven fucking dumpsters at us!” Roman hissed, crossing his arms. “Did you get the child?”

Logan nodded, holding out his cupped hands.

“Aww! He is so tiny!” Patton cooed, reaching out to touch the kid. He yelped and whimpered when Logan slapped his hands away.

He tsked, holding the child out of their reach. “Shower first. Heaven knows what you’re covered in and I will not allow this precious youngling to get sick because of you two.”

When the child was moved he let out a small groan, slowly opening his eyes. “Mama? Papa?” He questioned, blearily looking around.

“Aww, baby,” Patton cooed, trying to touch the child and receiving another swat to the wrist. The second Patton let out a whine the child sniffled and started crying.

“Mama! Papa!” He shrieked, tears raining down his cheeks. “Mama!”

Logan cringed and tried to comfort the child. He would have given him over to Patton, but Patton was filthy and disgusting. “Go get clean,” He ordered, before cooing at the child. “It’s okay, it’s okay.”

Patton and Roman hesitated, before the tiny child let out an ear piercing shriek. The dove for the washroom, Roman making it inside first, meaning Patton would have to wait.

Logan cringed and rocked the child, which only caused them to cry louder. He didn’t notice that there was a frantic knocking at their front door, as if they were trying to beat the door down.

Logan cringed and tried to pet the child, but he hissed when the child bit him. “Mother-”

“Father!” Patton cried out, trying to save the child’s ears from hearing such a naughty word.

“Mama!” the boy screamed, digging his teeth into Logan’s finger.

At that moment, a loud bang was heard and two people ran in. They were Snake and Octo, the wicked villains that kidnapped this child.

“Give him back you monsters!” Octo growled, raising his morning star up threateningly. “Now!”

“Over my dead Body!” Rom bellowed, running out of the shower with shorts on and a towel wrapped around his bare shoulders. His sword was in his hands and he went to charge Octo.

“Wait! Don’t fight in front of him!” Snake cried, his voice loud but very weak. That’s when Logan noticed that his cheeks were stained with tears.

Logan huffed, shaking his head. Disgusting monsters. Crying over their pet being taken...how pathetic. He covered the child with his hands, cringing when the boy started to scratch and claw at his fingers. He ignored it, focusing on keeping the child safe.

Roman went to stab Octo with his sword, but Octo was quicker and smacked Roman over the head, watching the prince drop to the ground. He didn’t hesitate before he slammed his foot into Roman’s head, knocking Roman unconscious.

Snake was dealing with Patton, until Octo ran in between them, joining the battle and letting Snake flee over to Logan.

Patton struggled against Octo, his own powers struggling against the speed and outright disorderly attacks of the villain.

Logan went to run, before the child delivered a harsh bite to his thumb. He hissed and instinctively opened his hands, causing the child to jump off them. He went to grab the child, but he was shoved away by Snake.

Snake caught the boy, cupping the tiny child into his hands. “It’s okay, it’s okay baby,” he cooed, which caused all the heroes, minus the unconscious Roman, to freeze.

“B-Baby?” Patton squeaked out, staring in shock. “W-what?”

Ocot stopped his fight with Patton and walked over to Snake, hugging him. “It’s okay, it’s okay love, baby is here,” he hummed, reaching out and petting the child.

As if by magic, the child stopped crying, leaning into their touch. “Mama, Papa,” he cooed, relaxing.

“Y-You’re Mama and Papa?” Logan asked, gulping. I just abducted their kid. They are so gonna kill me.

“Yes we are,” Snake hissed, his eyes narrowing. “And you are lucky I don’t kill you, But I don’t want to get blood on my hands especially when I’m holding little Vivi. My Son.”

“I will!” Octo growled, walking towards Logan.

Logan flinched and prepared for the hit, knowing he deserved it.

Snake reached out, grabbing “Wait Re, stop.”

“They stole our baby, Dee! They deserve to get my morning star up their ugly buttholes!”

“They didn’t know better, Remus. They were ignorant...but we can use them.” Dee looked over the heroes, then back at his son

“Use them? Love, how can we do that?” Remus gave Logan another glare and shoved him to the floor, returning to Snake’s side. He reached out and plucked up the tiny child, cooing over him.

“That’s easy, we let them be Virgil’s babysitters for the night and we go out to dinner. I believe this is a fitting punishment.”

“Wait what?” Everyone echoed, staring at Dee in shock. Except Virgil, who was currently rolling around and playing with Remus’s fingers.

“Wha?” Roman slurred, slowly regaining his consciousness. “Baby?”

“Yay! Yay! I wanna babysit!” Patton squeaked, walking over Remus so he could see the child. He was roughly grabbed by the back of his shirt and flung into a wall.

“Shower you disgusting mutt!” Dee snarled, hissing at Patton. “You are NOT touching my baby with your filthy hands! You’ll get my baby sick!”

“Doggie fly! Doggie fly!” Virgil squeaked, giggling.

Patton let out a soft whine and went to the showers, pouting the entire way. He wasn’t hurt, but he wanted to play with the child so badly!

Logan coughed, drawing the attention back to him. “As much as we would love to…..babysit….I want to know how you adopted the boy...Virgil?”

Dee winced, shaking his head. “That is a story for another time. Did you want to babysit or not?” Dee asked, tapping his foot.

Roman sat up, grinning as if he just wasn’t knocked unconscious for the past fifteen minutes. “Of course we will babysit! One one condition.”

“Which is?”

“I get to be called Uncle Roman!”

Remus huffed, shaking his head. “Out of all things in the world, you just want to be called Uncle? Is that it?”

“I believe that can be arranged…...but I want to see how well you can handle him first. And he has to actually like you three,” Dee huffed, gently kissing Virgil’s head.

In the end, after Patton got out of the shower, all three of the heroes agreed to watch the tiny child. Dee gave them a list of rules that they had to follow, especially the no caffeine after eight o’clock rule.

Logan took a note of all the rules, while Roman and Patton were busy cooing over the boy. Dee and Remus stayed close to Virgil, making sure their little boy would be alright with the heroes.

Virgil was extremely nervous at first, but eventually he warmed up to the Doggy man. He was still wary and hesitant around the loud red man and the glasses man on the couch. He hoped that Glasses wasn’t mad at him about being bitten and scratched.

Dee and Remus made sure that Virgil was comfortable before they allowed themselves to relax. “We will be back around one or two tonight. I expect him to be in bed by ten. He likes grape juice, sugar cookies, and pretty much any fruit you have.” 

“That seems acceptable….I hope you two enjoy your date,” Logan gave a small smile to Virgil, his smile sinking when Virgil cowered and hid behind Patton.

Logan escorted Dee and Remus out, repairing the door they broke down. If you would have asked him earlier if he thought his day would have turned him into a villain’s babysitter he would have said no, but he wouldn’t have it any other way.

He was glad that Dee and Remus hadn’t actually been that mad at them, surprised but happy all the same. He did not want his head smacked in by Remus, at all.

Patton and Roman were glad that they got to be babysitters for Virgil. He was a tiny child, which makes him extra adorable. They cooed and fawned over him as Virgil seemed to enjoy the attention.

What they didn’t know, however, was what night they just signed themselves up for. Oh boy, was this going to be a night to remember for everyone, especially the heroes tasked with watching over the wicked’s son.

Fairly Small Love (1)

Characters: Virgil, Patton, ???

Prompt: Anonymous

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“Come on, pretty Ann, come with me,” Patton cooed, his bright blue eyes glowing with an unnatural light. “Please come with me today, dear Anxiety.”

Anxiety flushed shaking his head. He played with the silver bracelet wrapped around his wrist, preventing the fairy from touching him and potentially causing him harm. It was his only protection against the fae, save for the fact that it still didn’t know his name. “Sorry Pat, I can’t. You know that I can’t leave the village, I have responsibilities.”

“But why!? What’s more important than me Ann?!” Patton whined, flopping along a toadstool. He used the nickname that his human preferred, since he gave Patton the fake name Anxiety. “Ann please!?”

“I can’t Patton. I have stuff to do...Like work and school.”

Patton huffed, crossing his arms over his chest, “That’s boring! The fairy village is so much fun! We have parties all the time and food and games and fun! No one works because everyone loves what they do!”

“That is still work Pat,” Anxiety laughed breathlessly, slowly pondering the idea. Maybe paying a small visit would be nice. But I wouldn’t be able to go home…...And Patton wouldn’t let me come home.

“Not if everyone Likes it! Cause then it’s fun stuffs!”

He does have a point. “Yeah I guess so…..Maybe the fairy world isn’t so bad,” Virgil hummed, shrugging.

“Does that mean you’ll come with me!?”

“No.”

Patton let out a loud cry, burying his face into his arms. “Why Why Why?! I want you to come with me!” He sobbed out, crystal clear tears falling down his cheeks. “Why won’t you come with me?!”

Anxiety cringed, sighing. “I do want to come with you but I don’t want to get trapped there,” He explained, pinching the bridge of his nose. I can’t believe I actually considered it.

“I can bring you back!” Patton cried out, looking up. “I promise to bring you back!”

Anxiety tensed, before shaking his head. “No...My answer is no Patton.” And with that he stepped out of the circle and left. He heard Patton screaming and crying out for him, but he couldn’t turn around. If he did, he feared he would dive into the fae’s arms and his name would end up spilling from his lips.

Patton waited for Anxiety to come back. He watched as the leaves began to color and fall. His cool blue eyes saw the colder, fluffy snow fall and cover his circle from view.

Patton studied the patterns of every snowflake that passed by him, noting their gorgeous patterns. Not as pretty as my Anxiety! He let out a small huff, pushing the one he had been studying away.

When the snow melted and spring appeared, is when he saw Anxiety return. He was tending to the flowers that bloomed around his ring, when a familiar person appeared from out behind the treeline.

He went to call out to Anxiety, but before he could Anxiety collapsed right in the middle of Patton’s ring. “H-Help I….help me,” He coughed weakly, curling up.

Patton flinched, flying down and hesitating to touch Anxiety. That’s when he realized Virgil didn’t have his silver band on. I can touch him...I can hold him. He landed on top of the human’s nose, purring contently when he didn’t get burned.

“V-Virgil Ann Storm….My name,” He whimpered, willingly signing himself over to Patton. “P-Please...Help me.”

“Don’t worry,” Patton cooed, nuzzling into Virgil’s cheek. “I will take great care of you.” He felt Virgil slowly getting smaller underneath him, cooing. “My precious human, Virgil Ann Storm. You’re mine.”

Virgil’s heart shuddered in fear but he himself felt satisfied with his decision. He felt Patton lift him into his arms, nuzzling against him.

“My human, all mine. You’re mine Virgil Ann Storm, Mine,” he cooed, his teeth and ears slowly growing longer. His eyes grew brighter and his nails grew sharper. His wings grew longer and the previously rounded edges grew sharper and jagged. “Mine.”

Virgil’s body grew even smaller, Patton’s hands scooping him up the second he was small enough. When he went to respond or scream or something, his head started to grow fuzzy. A moment later, his vision went dark. He could have been out cold for hours, days, he had no clue. But when he did awake, he noticed that it was mostly dark in this room. Only a soft candle light was being used as a source of light, leaving a majority of the room encased in darkness.

Where am I…..What happened to me? Where is Patton? There was no one else in the room, not even Patton. Or at least that is what he thought. Patton wasn’t in the room with him, but that didn’t mean he was alone.

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Fairly Small Love (2)

Characters: Virgil, Roman, Logan, Patton

After his fuzzy haze started to clear, he noticed two moving blobs around him. People. Theses were people. The first one he noticed was the bright red one that stood in front of his face.

“Hey! He’s awake,” The red one called, causing a dark blue blob to appear next to the red one.

“It seems Patton knocked him unconscious like he had done to us,” the dark blue one explained, causing Virgil to groan and try to sit up.

His vision cleared slowly and he looked around to see the two blobs around him. They both had varying looks of relief and pity, but he felt sick. Patton wasn’t one of them.

The Red Blob he saw was wear a see through white crop top. Virgil would have flushed and admired the strong muscles that Red had, had he not been trying to assess the situation he was in. Along with the crop top, Red was wearing bright red booty shorts. The main thing he noticed was the bright blue shackle wrapped around his ankle.

He tensed, knowing the only person who wore light blue. Patton? I…..but why? This can’t be because of him!

The other person in the room was Blue. He wasn’t Patton blue, but he was a dark blue. Blue had a pair of glasses, making his cold face look even colder. He wore a white button up with dark blue vest. He had on a matching blue tie and dark black pants. Instead of a shackle Blue had on a silver ring on his finger with a big, light blue jewel in the center.

Virgil felt his skin grow cold as he looked between the ring and the shackle, touching around his body. That’s when he noticed he wasn’t in the same clothes as before.

He looked down at himself, looking at the oversized purple hoodie he wore. Along with that he had on a pair of black jeans. He reached around his neck, feeling a cool, slim metal adoring his neck. He tensed, running his fingers over a smooth stone surface, knowing it to be the same blue gem the other two had.

“I….a….who?” Virgil squeaked out, staring at both of them. When Red stepped forward he flinched, causing the brightly colored male to step back

“Hey, are you alright? Oh I um…...I’m not gonna hurt you. My name is Roman and the guy with the glasses is Logan” He explained, grinning.

“Greetings,” Logan said simply, focusing on examining Virgil for injuries. He reached out to touch Virgil, pulling away when the purple male tensed.

Virgil cringed, shakily standing up off the….bed. He was on some kind of bed. “I’m Virgil. Where….where are we?”

“We are in-”

“Aww you’re awake,” Patton cooed, ripping off the roof and peering down at all of them. He was enormous, even his fingers which gripped onto the sides of the room were easily bigger than them.

Virgil tensed, his entire body shaking. “Patton!? Patton what in the world have you do-”

“Silence, Virgil Ann Storm,” Patton ordered, causing Virgil’s mouth to slam shut and his throat to close up. When Virgil was silenced he grinned. “I’m so glad you’re awake! I was hoping you wouldn’t be asleep for long and you weren’t! Only a few days!”

A Few days?! What does he mean!? Virgil wanted to ask, but he was unable to get a word out.

Roman’s heated gaze turned to Patton. “Patton that’s cruel! Why are you being mean to him!?”

“Don’t raise your voice to me, Roman Alexander Prince.”

Roman went to scream but his voice wasn’t able to go above his normal speaking volume. “Patton you are scaring him. You need to stop this, this is unnecessarily cruel.”

“No it’s not! He was being bad! Silence Roman Alexander Prince!”

“I believe you are the only one being bad, Patton,” Logan huffed, rolling his eyes.

“Silence Logan Alvis Sharp,” Patton dismissed what Logan said entirely, silencing the last of the miniature humans in his care. “Good, now I came to tell you all that I found a new special one, and I’m going to try and bring him home today? Aren’t you all excited?”

He looked at all of the shocked faces of the tiny humans below him, before he shut the lid to their box, going to find his new human. His new human had the cutest nickname ever, Snake. He was so perfect and soon, he would be all Patton’s.

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Ask Blogs!

If I made an ask blog for both/either My Rotten Witch or Fairly Small Love would anyone be interested in either stories? Would you comment and make asks (Either publicly or anonymously)? Please let me know and comment which ones you would like! [MRW, FSL, or Both]

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MasterList

This is a MasterList for all of my stories and important things I’ve Posted! Feel free to check it out!

Fairly Small Love

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five

My Rotten Witch

Part One

One Shot Stories

Son of the Wicked

Cuddles Now

Dragon in a Bottle

How did you even get up there!?

I Need to Stop Asking Questions

I’ll Still Be Here

I’ll Take Care of You

On Borrowed Time

Sealed Dreams

Size Magic

The Shadow Prince

The Steel Rites

What did you do to me!?

Why are you doing this?

Zombies and Experiments

Other Stuff

Writing Requests

Mini Requests!

Title Game!

Ask Blogs are a GO!

I just wanna let you all know that I have made offical ask blogs for both stories! feel free to sends asks and things and the characters / me will answer them!

@my-rotten-witch : For a story about Familiar! Roman who seeks revenge on his shrunken Master Witch! Virgil

@fairly-small-love :For a story about Fae! Patton who likes to take the pretty people home to fairly world and keeps them as his tiny humans!

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Asks are Open!

Alrighty, after some technical diffuculties (Aka Me being a big goofball) Asks are now open! Feel free to ask whatever you want and direct your question / response to me / a character! The blogs are:

@my-rotten-witch with TShrunken Witch! Virgil and his vengeful Familiar! Roman

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@fairly-small-love with fae! Patton and his little treasures tiny! Virgil, tiny! Roman, tiny! Logan, and the mysterious Snake!

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Hey! I just read your story with Virgil shrinking and Roman getting his "revenge" and I loved it. I seen you were looking for writing prompts, not sure how specific you want me to be but what if Dee and Remus are villains and Virgil is their tiny. The others think that Virgil is being mistreated when they spot him with Dee during a raid and try to save him. In reality Virgil is like a son to Dee and Remus and is completely spoiled.

Son of the Wicked

Love the rotten witch story! Saw you were looking for requests, so here’s another one: fairy prince Patton falls in love with a human and tries to convince said human to let Patton shrink him down and live in fairy land

I liked this prompt so much! Thank you!

Fairly Small Love

Part 2!

Asks are Open!

Alrighty, after some technical diffuculties (Aka Me being a big goofball) Asks are now open! Feel free to ask whatever you want and direct your question / response to me / a character! The blogs are:

@my-rotten-witch with TShrunken Witch! Virgil and his vengeful Familiar! Roman

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@fairly-small-love with fae! Patton and his little treasures tiny! Virgil, tiny! Roman, tiny! Logan, and the mysterious Snake!

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Fairly Small Love (4)

Characters: Snake, Virgil, Patton, Logan, Roman ________________________________________________________________

Virgil hesitated, biting his lip. “What if you trap me too? What if you’re secretly fae and you’re trying to trap me.”

Snake sighed, shaking his head. “I know that it might seem iffy and a bit cruel but even if I was a fae and I promised you my true name, You would have the same control over me as I would you. I’ll go first if that will make you feel better.”

“Yeah, you go first.” No fae was stupid enough to give him their full name, and Virgil wasn’t getting stuck again.

“Fine, My name is Declyn Mora Knight, but you can call me Dee.”

Virgil relaxed, slumping against Dee’s fingers. “Oh thank god….My name is-”

“Virgil Ann Storm, what do you think you are doing?” Patton asked, causing Virgil to go white. “And Declyn Mora Knight?” Patton purred, grinning.

Dee went pale, feeling sick. He wasn’t specific in giving only Virgil his name, he had allowed himself to be distracted by all of the spirits whispering in his ear. He wasn’t specific, meaning anyone…..anything listening, had access to his name now.

“Declyn Mora Knight, give me Virgil, now,” Patton ordered, giggling when Virgil was set delicately into his hands. “Good boy, now, Declyn Mora Knight, hold still.”

Dee wanted to move, he wanted to run away. But he couldn’t. “P-Please Pat don’t do thi-” He cut off when he slowly started to get smaller. He was frozen stiff until Patton scooped up his tiny body.

“You can move Declyn Mora Knight,” Patton cooed, giggling brightly. He got another one! He was so happy! He went back to the fairy ring, ignoring Virgil’s harsh sobs and Declyn’s horrified silence as he traveled home.

He opened the box, dropping Virgil onto the floor and carefully setting Dee down. “Oh Logan! Roman! I’m home!” he chirped, patting their heads. He giggled when they didn’t pull away, too frozen in shock to even care. “I brought you both a new friend! And I brought Virgil home!”

He watched them, ignoring how Virgil laid on the floor unmoving. He even ignored the red liquid pouring out of the tiny purple body. “I gotta go prepare snacks and goodies! Oh this is exciting!$” He chirped, slamming the lid back on the box and disappearing from sight.

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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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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.

Underwater

Okay so this day 11 of @hiddendreamer67 October prompts but I really liked the idea and I had to finish it even though I didn’t have any time to do it on the actual day. I’m very bad at following daily prompts but please take this.

Also my first post on my new Tumblr blog! Yay!

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Warnings: Unsympathetic Patton, (brief) non-consensual kiss, Panic

Sand crunched softly under Virgil’s feet as he occasionally tossed stones into the rolling waves of the ocean, focused more on the water than what was around him. It wasn’t until he heard a small squeal coming from his left that he looked over and saw two kids crouched over a tide pool, one in green swim trunks and the other in red.

“Come on! Catch it!” the one in green exclaimed and shoved his brother’s shoulder, water dripped from his curls that were pointed in every direction and soaked band-aids were peeling off his skin, revealing scraps and scabs. The one in red had his hair pushed back out of his face and even from where he was standing Virgil could see the large freckles covering a good portion of his skin; he was pushing a plastic pail through the water, obviously trying to get something in it. 

Virgil rolled his eyes and chucked one of the smaller pebbles in his hand at the kid with the pail, “Hey! Leave the poor thing alone!”

The kid yelped as the pebble hit him and looked over his shoulder, eyes widening at being caught by an adult. Virgil tossed another, which bounced harmlessly against the green one’s head. “It’s an attack!” he shouted and he grabbed his brother’s arm and hauled him away, causing him to drop the pail as he did.

Virgil smirked at his accomplishment before taking careful strides closer to the pool, making sure to not accidentally step on anything. He bent over to pick up the pail, dumping the rest of the water back into the pool.

“Thank you!” a voice chirped from below. Virgil’s feet slipped out from under him as he jumped, making a startled screech. There was a soft giggle before the voice continued, “Oops! Sorry, kiddo, didn’t mean to scare you so badly.”

Virgil looked down into the pool for the first time. There, with his arms crossed over the stone edge, was a tiny merman. “Holy shit..”

“Not everyday you see one of me, huh?” He giggled again. Water splashed softly as his cerulean tail swished absentmindedly, “You really helped me though, getting rid of those little rascals, I’d be in some pretty hot water without you.”

Virgil was frozen for a moment as his brain processed the new sight before he finally processed the words and snorted, “Was that a pun?”

“You know it” The merman answered with a wink, “And for your troubles, can I give you a thank-you kiss?”

“Uh.. sure?” Virgil replied. He twisted and lowered himself down to lay on his stomach, his head dipped down and resting on his crossed arms for the merman to reach. 

He expected the merman to jump up and give him a quick peck on the cheek, instead he popped up and pressed his lips against his. Virgil lifted away immediately, cringing and wiping the water off his mouth.

“What was that for-” he exclaimed before cutting off as his eyes landed on the merman. He had taken to sitting on the edge of the tidepool, his tail flicking the water gently as the scales faded away and he was slowly growing in size. Virgil was so captivated with the merman transforming in front of him he didn’t realize his own diminishing size till his jacket hood fell over his head heavily. He yelped as his heart beat rapidly against his chest and his now rapid breath wasn’t taking in any oxygen. He tried to scramble out from under the heavy material but his legs weren’t cooperating like they should, leaving him flailing and grasping to pull himself forward

It wasn’t until a giant hand reached in and pulled him out, only to deposit him in the small tidepool- which was now as big as an above ground pool- that he realized his lack of breath was due to new gills along his sides and his movement was restricted due to the brand new glittering tail that started at his hips and frilled out like a beta fish. He stopped breathing all together as he watched the purple tail move as he twitched the muscles were his legs used to be. 

A giggle above him drew his attention away from his new features as he looked up to see the smiling face of the merman. Well, the ex-merman, “Aw, you’re a little cutie!”

Virgil opened and closed his mouth lamely, trying to think of something- anything to say. He watched the man grab up his swim trunks and slip them over himself clumsily with the new legs, then pull on his shirt and tie his jacket around his shoulders. 

The ex-merman stood up and Virgil began to panic again, jerkily swimming to the surface, “Wait! Don’t-”

He was cut off by a laugh, “Don’t worry kiddo, I’m not gonna leave you here.” He picked up the red pail and Virgil went white as he backed away from the edge. The ex-merman dipped the pail in the water and Virgil tried to move out of the way but he was scooped up easily. “Good thing they dropped this, huh? Wouldn’t have been much fun to try to get you out of here without it; ‘would have been better than being a seagull snack though.”

As the pail moved Virgil found himself being easily thrown around in the water and he thunked against the plastic walls more than once. He whimpered and it took a moment for him to right himself and find the top again, swimming up to the edge. He barely had time to grab the edge of pail before it was swung as they started walking along the beach. He swallowed and looked up at the man, who was looking cheerily ahead; he did glance at Virgil every so often and would smile down at him like this was the most normal thing in the world.

As they came closer to the docks Patton’s face lit up with recognition and he started in a sprint forward; Virgil slipping and flailing back into the pail, “Logan!”

It was a few moments before the shaking stopped and a conversation started above as Virgil tried to hold in his lunch. “It’s good to see you as well Patton, I see you found someone to switch with.”

“I did! Look!” The pail was thrusted up and Virgil tumbled a moment. “He’s so precious like this! I can’t believe I was this small.”

Logan chuckled, “Yes, now let’s get going and start accustoming you to human life.” Virgil managed to once again pop his head out of the water, “What-? What about me?”

“Don’t worry, you’ll adjust to your new life as well,” Logan answered in a reassuring tone.

“That’s not-!” Virgil shouted but Patton caught him off by tapping his head. 

“Shush kiddo, you’ll be fine!” He pushed him back into the pail as he started to follow Logan off the beach. Virgil sunk to the bottom of the pail and didn’t come back up.

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]