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Just a little thing i thought i'd share.

Thisprobablywon'tbethelastgachalifesandersidesvideoi'llmake-

Analogical, Roceit, Intruality!

Or

Prinxiety, Intrulogical, Moceit!

The point i'm trying to get across is, either way,

They all get dark side boyfriends.

41 seconds of Remus propositioning him into having the best night of his life andd Logan being hesitant bust agreeing anyway.

Side note: Do you think this song REALLY fits these two?

That one time where there is one song that would be great for one ship and then

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Other ship: walks in

Me: Nopenopenopenope *pulls it back and continues listening to the song*

Other ship: I'm just saying, it would probably suit me better-

Me: NONONONONONONONONO *Continues pulling it back*

Repeat.

My Sander sides Fusions

If yiur favorite ship/fusion is not there, then i either need to redo it or make/draw it.

So the new Sanders Aside.

My ship 💙💚

Logan I love you so much

Star trek reference? NICE (I knew Logan would pick Picard)

No. I refuse to believe the orange theories. I'll believe it when I see it.

I was suprised to see the others in the end card but when they showed up I was suprised (and relieved) that Logan was there. Also Janus on a tree with an apple? Perfection.

Nico being super cute again 🧡

Remus eyepatch was so good!

The whole episode was good with that different camera work!

I think I'm too tired to remember anything else

Hot Dog, Bro! Just had to decimate my heart like that, huh? Why not just add a bad ending to the roceit one while you're at it.

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OHNONONONO WAIT-

An alternate "Sad Ending" of the [What-If: Remus] story. Should the next one be a prequel or sequel (...if you want a "next one", that is)?

I’mma just gonna drop this here-

(All of this is just my opinion, BTW.)

So, I love sanders sides, and I have been obsessing over Sam and Max as of late, so I crossed these two together, even though absolutely NOBODY asked. (I’m sorry-)

And here is Logan in Sam’s outfit.

(8/11) Her backstory. Sorry if its wordsy.

Taglist: @treeni @falsemood @lovelivingmydreams @art-blobfish-chaos @elizabutgayer @unsaltedtoaster37 @starlightnyx @bullet-tothefeels

Alright lets go for a tripple threath! Logan remus and virgil fushion go!

I see what you did

We have a sexy artificer y'all

Logan, on the phone with Remus at nearly three in the morning: For the past hour there have been strange noises coming from outside of my window, and I can not locate the source of it.

Remus, in the process of cutting the sleeves off of Roman’s shirts: So you want me toooooo...

Logan: Get over here, and make equally strange noises in order to assert your dominance at it until it goes away.

Remus: *sighs a happy lovestruck sigh*

Remus: Babe-buns, now you’re speakin my lingo, I’ll be there.

A Pirate’s Catch

Characters: Janus, Roman, Remus, Logan, and Random crewmates Ships: Rociet main & a small bit of Intrulogical

For: @noodlesyo

Note: I do not own Cinderella ‘So This is Love’, Tangled ‘I See the Light,’ or ‘A Lovely Night,’ from La La Land. Those all belong to their respective artists I hold no ownership of them.

Word Count: 2,378

Merry Christmas noodlesyo! I was your secret Santa this year for the @sanderssidesgiftxchange and gifted you a fluff filled pirate au, featuring mer Roman! I hope you enjoy this sweet bit of fluffiness

"All those days chasing down a daydream," a melodic voice called from below the ship, making the captain groan. ".....All those times never truly seeing...." The voice continued, followed by a small splashing sound

"Oh for fucks sake!" He cried out, plugging his ears. He heard his crew laughing and chuckling at his misery. "Not this fish brain again!"

"Oh come on! Give him a chance, his breath is probably only somewhat fishy" His first mate, Remus, called out, sending the crew into a louder fit of laughter. Even Logan, the ever stoic man, let out a small snort.

Janus shook his head, trying to tune out the merman swimming beside his ship. "I want the ship moving faster!"

"We can't do that, Captain," Logan stated, raising his hand up. "The winds are practically dead and the sails are already fully opened in an attempt to catch as much wind as possible. We are, essentially, stuck."

"I'm where I'm meant to go, and at last I see the light," the voice continued, and Janus wanted to throw himself overboard, that would do nothing but put him next to said thing he wanted to hide from, so he resisted the urge.

"God dammit...is there anything we can do?" He asked Logan desperately, but Remus was the one to speak up.

"Yeah totally! Just go talk to him already. I mean you wouldn't be throwing this much of a stink about it."

"But he is super annoying and-"

"And if he was as annoying as you believe, you'd have sent men to capture and kill said annoyance, right?" Remus practically purred. He enjoyed watching how red Janus got, even the long scars on the side of his face seemed to glow a bright red.

"Well still he is being annoying and disturbing my break tim-"

"So this is love~" The mer swooned, causing the crew on board to fall silent. "So this is what makes life divine. I'm all aglow~ And now I know~"

Those few lines made the crew burst out into cackling laughter. Most of the crew had to find a support from the mast or a few barrels littered around. Remus was in absolute pieces, rolling around on the floor and shrieking with laughter. There was a soft splash and the mer left, startled by the demented howling that was Remus.

Janus couldn't even formulate a response, turning to head back into his cabin to sulk. He heard his crew outside cheering and joking about him and the mer, "Finally gonna get in bed together," as Remus put it. He felt his face flaming, causing him to bring a hand to his face, pressing it against his hot cheeks. He shook his head, tugging open a drawer and grabbing a quill and some paper.

He ignored his crew who were still talking about him and 'His mer', pretending they were talking about someone else. He put on a pair of reading glasses and flicked his lamp on, focusing his attention on some paperwork that needed to be done. Sure, a pirate's life was very free and they could go wherever, as long as they had wind and a working boat. That didn't mean they escaped paperwork and typical adult duties, and it was a good distraction from the singing outside.

Just before sunset, Janus snuck out wearing a yellow wool sweater and fuzzy black pants. He had to stay as warm as possible, especially with how cold it gets the closer it gets to dark. He made sure everyone else was in bed, before making his way towards the front of the boat, slowly looking over the side. When he saw no merman he reached into his pocket and pulled out a pearl. It was about as big as his palm, it's smooth milky surface practically glowing in the moonlight.

He held his hand over the edge of the ship, opening his hand and letting the pearl fall into the water with a small splash. Janus smiled to himself, sitting down with his back against the side of the ship, closing his eyes. He counted in his head, getting to seven before there was a loud splash and a plop when something landed on the front deck.

"Do you always have to sing love songs?" Janus couldn't help but ask, opening his eyes to see the merman, his merman, sitting in front of him. The pearl was held in his webbed fingers, and he looked rather smug.

"Why can't I? Have you caught feelings for me yet?" He asked, holding the pearl out to Janus.

Janus flushed, taking the pearl back. "I...well I don't know yet. Have you lost your feelings for me?"

The merman grinned, slowly reaching out to take Janus' hand. He held it, pressing a small kiss to the back of it, before looking up at the pirate once again. "Never."

One word. One simple five letter, two syllable word managed to light his heart on fire. He slowly pushed the mer away, hiding his face using his captain's hat. "Now come on, stop teasing me like that. I don't find it very funny, Roman."

"I'm not teasing," the merman, Roman, assured, sounding far more serious than his normal frivolous attitude. "I would never put my heart out on display for a joke. I mean every single word I speak to you, dear Captain. I have caught feelings for you, and I do not plan on releasing them anytime in the future."

"But why? I'm a human and your a merman. I'm also a pirate, and we capture and kill merpeople to add their scales or whatever to our trophy collections."

Roman let out a small snort, making Janus glare at him. "Sorry sorry, I don't mean to laugh. But we have been seeing each other for months. Surely if you wanted me dead you would of already done it, correct?"

"Well yes but-"

"Then I'm fine. I trust you." He slowly scooted closer to Janus, and Janus slowly, very slowly, moved closer till their lower halves were brushing against each other.

Tail to legs, it was rather nice, something that Janus wouldn't readily admit to anyone else. "So....what do we do tonight? I don't have much to share with you, as I only did paperwork today."

Roman was silent for a few moments, before a big grin broke out on his face. "Sing with me....please?"

"What?"

"I want to sing with you, a duet. Please? You have a lovely voice and I'm sure we could make glorious music together."

"I don't sing!" Janus squawked, shaking his head. "I don't....what would we even sing?"

A chuckle was pulled out of Roman's mouth and Janus felt rather embarrassed. "Pick from the heart, it's rather easy to do. Would you rather me?"

"Yes, oh yes. I don't...well I don't sing as I don't see a point and I can't think of a good song to sing at the moment."

"Alright alright...I'll start for you," Roman assured, winking. "But you'd better jump in. Don't worry about the words, this is my own melody. Just sing what comes from within, alright?"

"Fine," He grumbled, huffing. "But don't expect it to be any good, got it?"

Roman gave a small hum, thinking up a few words. His gaze went out, looking at the setting sun with a small grin. "The sun is nearly gone, the lights are turning on. A silver shine that stretches to the sea."

Janus had a brief moment where he wondered how he got lucky to have a merman falling all over themselves for him. Isn't it supposed to be the other way around

He looked up when Roman stopped singing, clearly waiting for him to continue. "We've stumbled on a view that's tailor-made for two. What a shame those two are you and me." Janus felt his heart break a bit when he noticed Roman's face, leaning closer to show he didn't honestly mean it. He did continue though, stealing the next few lines as he thought them up. "Some other girl and guy-"

"We're both men," Roman commented, whining when he got a hand placed on his mouth and a light glare from the captain.

"Would love this swirling sky. But there's only you and I and we've got no shot." He let out a small squeal when the mer licked his hand and he pulled away, looking disgusted.

Roman pouted at the last line, before grinning. "This could never be, You're not the type for me-"

"Bullshi-" Janus yelped when a scaled hand reached out and pinched his cheek.

"-And there's not a spark in sight. What a waste of a lovely night~"

Janus rolled his eyes, before grinning. He threw his leg over Roman's tail, sliding onto his lap so they were face to face. Roman looked caught off guard, and that's exactly what he wanted. "You say there's nothing here, well let's make something clear. I think I'll be the one to make that call."

"And though you look so cute, In your polyester suit-"

"It's wool," Janus broke in, smirking.

Roman huffed, pouting at the human and poking his chest. "You're right, I'd never fall for you at all~"

Janus rolled his eyes, until he felt hands resting on his waist, pulling him closer. His cheeks grew pink, but he wasn't going to back down and lose this little "battle."

"And maybe this appeals, to someone not in heels-"

"Do not mock my heeled boots," Janus grumbled, sticking his tongue out.

"Come now, they are adorable!" Roman assured, lightly bumping his forehead against Janus' before picking up right where he left off. "Or to any guy who feels, there's some chance, for romance~"

"But I'm frankly feeling nothing," Janus sang back, lowering his volume as he noticed Roman's face getting closer to him.

Roman was only a hair's breadth away from him. One of the hands on his waist left, sliding down his arm and lacing their fingers together. He brought Janus' hand up to his mouth, pressing his lips against his fingers. "Is that so?"

Janus let out a soft chuckle, feeling his mouth dry up when those ruby red eyes met his. They looked at him with such adoration that it made him almost melt into a puddle. "Or it could be less than nothing," he sang, barely getting the line out as he just about choked on the words.

"Good to know~" Roman purred, letting go of his hand and moving to cup the captain's cheek. "So you agree?"

"That's right," Janus assured, leaning in and closing his eyes.

"What a-" Roman began, only for Janus to join in at the last line.

"Waste of a lovely night~"

Janus couldn't help himself, he just wanted Roman. He didn't know how a silly song made him realize his longing for the mer, but it did the trick. Maybe it was how close they were, or maybe this was just the perfect moment to show the mer how much he desired him.

He slowly leaned in, pressing their lips together. He never believed in first kisses being anything special, but goodness this felt absolutely magical. Sparks were flying and he could feel the love and tenderness Roman poured into it. Janus' eyes fluttered shut as he felt Roman deepening the kiss, the hand on his waist pulling him closer till they were practically chest to chest. His arms looped around Roman's shoulders and he wished this could go on forever.

Eventually, they had to break apart for air, both of them panting with flushed cheeks and pupils blown wide. Janus' clothes were a bit rumbled and messed up, as was his hair. When the captain finally caught his breath he gave the still frazzled mer a smirk. "Well....was that enough to clarify my feelings for you? Or shall I have to show you more?"

"N-No," the mer stuttered, and Janus couldn't help but find it endearing. "I just....that was very forward and I'd....if your actions prove anything, I believe that you are attempting to court me."

Janus snorted, kissing Roman's cheek. "Yes I am...I want to court you and form a relationship. So....will you give me the chance?"

Roman paused, before he pulled Janus into another, much shorter, kiss. When they broke away, he laughed. "Good gods yes. Yes I want you to court me!"

"IT"S ABOUT FUCKING TIME!" Remus cried out, poking out from behind a pile of barrels. "Finally we've been waiting forever!"

"Remus!? What are you doing here?" Janus shrieked, moving to climb out of Roman's lap. He felt the arm on his waist tighten and he stayed put.

Remus scoffed, crossing his arms. "I am watching my best friend finally get together with his fishy crush! Logan came too!" He reached behind the second barrel, hauling Logan to his feet.

"Hey!" Logan squawked, looking at both of them. "Uh...good evening, Captain."

"God dammit," Janus huffed, slowly standing up. "Well...I suppose that since you caught us, you should be the first to know that yes, I am in fact courting this lovely mer.”

“Hell ya!” Remus cried out, turning and pulling Logan into a kiss as well. He pulled away with a loud pop, cheering and celebrating while Logan stood there, completely stunned. His cheeks were flushed and he struggled to process what just happened.

Janus couldn’t help but watch those two. Sure Remus was waking the entire crew, but it would be worth it for this. He had his new partner, and he could see Remus making a move on Logan. It was about time, those two have been pining for each other for longer than even he and Roman had been.

He looked at Roman, slowly lifting the fish into his arms. “I know this is sudden, but would you be willing to announce our new relationship to my crew? I know it’s new and everything but-” He was cut off by a finger on his lips.

“For you, I’d do anything,” Roman whispered, leaning against Janus’ chest. “I’ll meet them, as long as you’re by my side.

“Of course. I’ll always be right there,” He assured, and realized that there was no other place he’d rather be than right by Roman’s side.

Punks, Poets, Parents - Ch. 13: Looking For You (I Was)

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Final Chapter! This has been an adventure <3. Fic rated M, this chapter rated T - CW: Mild language (for Remus, anyway), referenced alcoholism, briefly suspected/implied domestic violence, but actually it's mostly fluff - WC: 2596

Thursday, June 21, 1984

“Hey, boys, Bennie wants to know if you want a cold round before we open the doors…” Hilly stuck his head into the sweltering green room. One of the A/C vents had sputtered out that afternoon, and the late June heat had turned the green room and one of the bathrooms on that side of the club into virtual saunas.

Roman stood next to Virgil in the far corner and waved at them both with a small folding fan to supplement the oscillating fan working hard to cool the trio. Virgil sat on the counter, dabbing at his melting make-up and leaning his head against Roman’s shoulder. Remus watched as the couple exchanged a weighted look.

Remus spoke up first, “You know, Hilly, I could really go for some ice water.”

Virgil shot a smile at Remus, nodding, “Yeah, Hilly, water is good, man. Thanks.”

Hilly waited for a small nod from Roman before giving them a quick salute and ducking out of the room. “Three ice waters coming up!”

After he left, Remus returned his attention to his bass, plucking out a little riff from their opening song, the quiet slap of the steel strings against the fingerboard and the motor of the fan the only sounds in the room. He pretended not to notice when Virgil nudged Roman with his shoulder, looking significantly at him. Roman looked down at the floor. Virgil nudged him again, this time reaching behind him and pressing gently on the small of his back and looking again at Remus.

Roman nodded and stepped a little closer to his brother. “Hey, uh, thanks—” he jerked his head toward the door where Hilly had just exited.

Remus nodded, looking up from his bass, fingers still moving across the strings.

“So, uh, you should know that, um…” Roman turned quickly to look at Virgil, who had slid off the counter and moved closer to the brothers. He reached out to hold Roman’s hand. “I started going to AA.” Remus’ hands stilled on his bass.

“You… you were both right.” Roman swallowed hard and looked down at his feet. “I was… I was turning into Dad.”

Remus’s eyes widened and he whipped his head over to Virgil, peering closely at his face. Virgil shook his head and smiled tightly. Roman caught the look and he waved his free hand, shaking his head. “No, no. Fuck, no, I wasn’t that bad.” His unspoken ‘yet’ hung between the three of them in the thick, stuffy air. Roman raised Virgil’s hand to his lips and gently kissed his fingers. He turned back to his brother. “Losing my temper with you was bad enough.”

Remus shrugged, “We’ve come to blows before, Ro Bro.”

Shaking his head, Roman muttered, “That wasn’t a fight, Re, that was… that was something else.”

Remus stared at Roman for a long while. Finally, he cracked a smile. “Is it bad if I say I’m proud of you?”

Roman blushed and scoffed lightly, a broad smile spreading across his face. He gently kicked at Remus’ boot. “Ew, gross, what, next you’re gonna say you love me or something?”

Laughing, Remus muttered, “Ew, no. Of course not.” Suddenly stepping forward, Remus wrapped his arms around his brother, squeezing tightly. “I love you, Ro Bro,” he whispered in his ear.

“I love you too, Punk,” Roman whispered back.

Virgil playfully hip-checked Remus and took his spot as he kissed Roman, discreetly wiping a tear from his cheek. Remus laughed, picking up his bass. “Hey, where’s my sugar?”

Hilly’s laughing voice boomed from the doorway, “I’d wager he’s back at your apartment, watching your foster son.”

They laughed a little too loudly as Remus took the tray of water glasses from Hilly, offering them to Virgil and Roman. Raising his glass, Virgil shrugged, “Is he wrong?”

Remus rubbed the back of his neck, pretending the flush on his cheeks was just from the heat.

“You boys ready?” Hilly checked his watch then lit a cigarette.

Remus looked at his bandmates, meeting first Virgil’s, then Roman’s eyes. “Ready,” he said, grinning at Hilly.

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Patton could smell Logan’s cooking the moment he opened the door to their apartment. “Oh, Lo! Are you making meatloaf?” He grinned and his shoulders danced as he quickly locked the door behind himself and toed off his shoes.

“Perhaps…” Logan’s amused voice lilted from the kitchen. He laughed, “If you come in here, you can test the mashed potatoes.”

“I hope I caught you before you added too much pepper this time….” Patton giggled as he joined his brother in front of the stove and retrieved a small spoon from the utensil drawer, bouncing in anticipation. He scooped a bit on the edge of his spoon and blew on it before popping it in his mouth with a grin. “Oh, man, Lo, it’s good!”

After dropping his spoon in the sink, Patton washed his hands. “So what’s the occasion? This is pretty elaborate for a Monday night for you.”

Continuing to whisk the potatoes, Logan reached over to turn off the heat on the asparagus. “It has been a while since our schedules have been sufficiently aligned to have dinner together.” Patton winced as he looked up at his brother. Logan quickly patted his shoulder and smiled, “I am not condemning you for having a social life, Patton.” He shrugged, a tiny smile tugging at his lips. “Recently, neither of us have been home in the evenings as much as we used to.”

“It’s nice… you know… to get to talk to each other a bit.”

Each of the brothers looked away. Logan covered the mashed potatoes and put on oven mitts as Patton dried his hands and pulled two plates from the cabinet. “Well, yes, ah, Pat… There is something serious I wished to speak with you about.”

Patton chewed at his lip. “Me, too, actually.”

“Oh?” Logan looked carefully at Patton’s expression. “Is everything all right?”

“Oh, yeah, nothing to worry about.” Patton winced again. “Sorry. I’ve, uh, been a frequent bearer of bad news, huh?” Logan shrugged lightly as Patton shook his head again. “No, it’s nothing bad at all. Um, I wanted to ask if, well… See Barb needs a place to stay. She’s been subletting since she moved out of her dorm at Columbia and…”

Logan blinked in surprise as he set down trivets on the table. “And you would like her to move in here?”

“She would share my room—I can fit another bed in there.” Patton waved his hands quickly when Logan raised his eyebrow. “Oh, not like that. Barb knows I don’t like… you know….”

“Well, I—”

“Please just think about it, Lo. I—”

“Allow me to finish, please.” Logan put a slice of meatloaf on Patton's plate as he spoke. “Last weekend, Remus signed a lease on the apartment downstairs. It will provide them more space and he won’t need to sleep on the couch anymore.”

Logan fidgeted with his napkin. “I was going to tell you that he and I have been talking about… me moving in, as well.”

“Oh, well Barb wouldn't need…” Patton’s brow furrowed until he caught Logan’s eyebrow raise and small smile. “Oh...” Patton grinned. “Oh, Lo!” He leapt out of his seat to hug his brother, knocking both of their eyeglasses askew. “I’m really happy for you. For both of you.” Patton’s smile grew. “For all of you, actually.”

Logan tilted his head, watching Patton’s rapidly morphing facial expression.

“I… I’m sorry for not trusting your motivations more, Logan.” Patton traced little lines through his mashed potatoes and wouldn’t meet his brother’s eyes. “The night that… The night I brought Jay home to Remus’… I finally saw what you did. What you were trying to tell me for so long.”

Logan rested his hand on Patton’s and he finally looked up. Patton smiled at his brother. “He really loves Jay. And Jay… Jay loves both of you.”

---

Logan unlocked the front door and Jay rushed inside, pushing the door open and holding it. Jay kicked off his shoes and slid them against the wall with his foot.

Hanging his keys on a hook next to the door, Logan smiled and nodded at the boy once the door closed. “Thank you for holding the door, Jay."

Jay smiled brightly at the praise, making the sign for 'you're welcome.'

"Here is your bag,” Logan added as he handed him the tote emblazoned with the School is Cool at P.S. 63 - Summer 1984 logo. “Will you put it away in your room?”

Nodding, he raced back to his bedroom. He returned a moment later with his blinking Fourth of July kaleidoscope, peering at Logan through the lens. Logan chuckled. “Does that help you see farther?” Jay giggled and shook his head as he followed him to the kitchen.

His face lit up when he saw Remus sitting at the kitchen table, a few envelopes scattered in front of him. Jay threw himself at his side, hugging him tightly.

Remus turned in his seat to return Jay’s hug. He kissed the side of his head. “Oh, hi, you two. I—I didn’t hear you come in.”

After a moment, Jay’s rumbling stomach grew too much to ignore and he opened the refrigerator and took out the milk and a pint of strawberries. Logan’s brow furrowed and he moved to Remus’ side and placed one hand on his shoulder, carding his other through his hair. “Love? Are you all right?” he murmured before he put his arm around Remus' shoulders and looked down at the envelope he held in shaking hands. Logan read the return address on the envelope and smiled. “Is that what I think it is?”

They both stared at the light green envelope in Remus’ hands, the bold letters of the return address a beacon: New York City Office of Vital Records.

Remus sucked in a breath and looked up at Logan with wide eyes, then over at Jay as he carefully poured milk into a cup. “I… I think so.”

Logan moved another chair next to Remus’. He sat down and Jay climbed into his lap. “Well, the envelope is addressed to you.” He grinned when Remus looked at him. “You should open it.”

Slowly and perhaps a bit hesitantly, Remus opened the envelope. Jay's eyes darted between Remus' forehead wrinkled with worry and Logan's broad grin and dancing eyes.

Envelope opened, Remus pulled out the single piece of paper inside. He unfolded the heavy, blue-bordered stock and held it with trembling hands. It was a newly certified copy of Jay's birth certificate, and in the box labeled 'Father' was heavy black print stating simply Puños, Remus Daniel.

“I can’t believe it’s real.” Remus whispered. “I mean…." He swallowed hard, staring at the page. “Is it real?”

Logan carefully lifted Remus’ chin to look at him and Jay. “Love, in every way that’s important, you are his father.” He reached down and tapped the embossed certificate in Remus’ hands. “Now you have the piece of paper that backs you up and tells the world that you are Jay’s dad.”

Still sitting on Logan’s lap, Jay leaned his head against Remus’ shoulder, hugged his arm and whispered, “Dad.”

---

Friday, August 20, 2010 - Cleveland, OH, USA

“You were right,” Remus murmured next to Logan’s ear as they stood in front of the large glass display case on the first level of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.

Logan wrapped his arms around Remus, and hummed as he kissed his cheek. “Well, now you’re just pandering to my fondness for being told that I’m right.”

Remus laughed, “Oh, don’t start that now….” He let his hands rest on top of Logan’s and let out a slow, relaxed breath. “I was going to say you were right that this was a good time of year to visit the museum.”

“Well, of course,” Logan grinned, nudging his glasses back into place. “School started last week in the plurality of Ohio public school districts, but it is too early in the year for major field trips. That significantly reduces local visitor counts.” Remus twisted his head and watched Logan dive into his explanation with a growing grin. “The typical humid Midwest summer weather ensures that this region is not a prime tourist destination in August. However, Lake Erie is quite beautiful this time of year and I booked us a trip on….”

His voice trailed off as he finally registered Remus’ fond smile. “And… I have already explained all of this more times than you can count, haven’t I?”

Pressing a kiss against his mouth, Remus whispered, “And I’ll listen happily every time you do.”

“Dad, Pop!” Jay’s voice rang out over the excited din of the rest of the crowd. The pair turned and Remus held Logan’s hand as they followed the sound of his voice. They looked out over the mezzanine railing, peering down to the level below them. Jay grinned and waved both hands above his head. Once he caught their attention, he pointed in another direction. He cupped his mouth with both hands, calling up to them, “I think I found it!”

Remus and Logan’s eyes followed where Jay pointed. Remus’ jaw dropped. “Holy fuck, it’s really here….”

Logan grinned and wrapped an arm around his waist, “Shall we get closer, Love?” Remus nodded silently. “We’ll be right down, Jay!” Logan called back to their son before they carefully wove their way through the crowds of tourists to join the small huddle of visitors posing for pictures underneath CBGB’s—second—awning.

Reunited, the trio stood in quiet awe as they looked up at the dingy, weather-worn awning. Remus pointed up to a corner in the underside, “Holy shit, does that really say ‘Virgil?’”

“Language!” Logan muttered as his eyes flicked reflexively to Jay.

Jay laughed. “Pops, I think it’s okay if I hear Dad cursing once I’m past thirty. Uncle Pat's rubbing off on you.”

“Yeah, besides, what was that you muttered when that schmuck in the pickup truck cut you off outside the airport parking lot?”

Logan pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes at both of them. “January 31, 1987. Jay’s tenth birthday party. In front of four impressionable young nine and ten year olds, an objectionable phrase was uttered.” Remus and Jay exchanged a glance as they fought and failed to hold back their laughter. Logan put on his most serious disciplinarian face and continued, “And I quote, ‘If this motherfu—”

Remus pressed forward and kissed Logan before he could finish the word.

“Are you trying to silence me with affection, Mr. Puños?”

“Sorry, Teach.” Remus’ grin revealed the depth of his remorselessness.

“Careful, Dad, he’ll make you call him Principal Sanders with that attitude.” Logan scoffed, his attempt to feign outrage marred by the giant grin spread across his face and the laugh he couldn’t quite suppress.

Jay stood close to them and stared up to where Remus had pointed earlier. “You know, I think it does say Virgil.” He turned to Remus and Logan. “Do you think Uncle Vee actually wrote that?”

Logan stared closely and shook his head. “Look closer….” He pointed at a spot slightly obscured by the metal frame that supported the frayed fabric awning. “There’s a heart.”

“Ro, you vandal,” Remus laughed. “I gotta send them a picture.”

“They are thirteen hours ahead of us.” Logan checked his watch. “It is two o’clock in the morning local time.”

Jay nodded. “Right about when their Friday night concerts end. You might catch them before they head to bed.”

Remus snapped a picture just as a museum volunteer approached them. Remus lowered his phone, anticipating a stern lecture about flash photography. Instead, the volunteer smiled, “Can I take a picture of the three of you?”

“That would be very kind, thank you,” Logan answered and Remus passed over his phone. Jay moved to one side of Remus and Logan slipped his arm around his back on the other. Remus pulled them both close and smiled.

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I like some of my imaginary ships where two broken people love each other and listen to each other and help each other because i desperately need that in my life. I desperately need someone who can take my hand and lead me away from my desk, press a cup of tea in my hand and hold me while i cry. And then tomorrow I do the same for them.

Okay, so, I’m writing a Sanders Sides fanfic and I was wondering,

Do y’all want to see ships in it? There would NOT be RemRom or anything inappropriate like that. (P.S the prologue is out)

OKAY! SO!

The ships are still to be determined, but Moceit is a kind of definite as the series goes on, it’ll make more sense after I post Chapter one tonight, but the others would probably be like Intrulogical and Prinxiety. Ships will not be the main point of the series though, what I mean is that they won’t be the entire plot of it- you aren’t just reading it for the ship, it’s more of another aspect of it. Like in Percy Jackson how in the original series, the main point is to defeat Kronos rather than center around Percabeth. I hope you get what I’m meaning, and the prologue and chapter one will explain it a little more. Those two are mostly explaining things so it’s a little less confusing.

I tend to over-explain myself haha

Okay, so, I’m writing a Sanders Sides fanfic and I was wondering,

Do y’all want to see ships in it? There would NOT be RemRom or anything inappropriate like that. (P.S the prologue is out)

Logan: So basically um what I was thinking was

Remus: *Rips Logans teeth out*

Logan: Oh f**k, I can't believe you've done this

Remus: OH YOU DON'T GET IT! ANIME IS FULL OF EMOTION!

Logan: OH REALLY? IS *does a cute anime pose* AN EMOTION?

Remus: *Blushes* IT CAUSES THEM!

Remus:*Standing at the top of the stairs with a ball up his shirt* IM PREGNANT

Logan: With all of the options. Why did I pick you?

Remus: BECAUSE IM CARRYING OUR CHILD!