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Who's Who?

This is super self-indulgent fic. I just really like the idea of everybody getting along. Also confused Thomas makes me smile. A big thank you to @corvidlogic for beta-ing this fic.

Words: 1311

"It's okay Joan. You and Tayln get some rest. We can film later," Thomas says.

"Thank you. I'm sorry we both got sick right now. See you soon," they say and then hang up.

"Are they okay?" Roman pops up.

"AH. Hi, Roman. Yes, uhm, Tayln and Joan are sick. We aren't gonna be able to film for a little while," Thomas sighs.

“Do you want to hang out with us today then Thomas?” Roman asks. “Why not, let's go!.” They sink into the mindscape.

Thomas looks up and sees three people in the common room. There is someone in a fuzzy pink sweater and an adorable flower crown draped over a chair reading a book. 'I guess that’s Patton', Thomas thinks. On the floor in front of the couch is a punk? His black jean jacket has patches all over it. His black ripped jeans are tucked into combat boots with, are those chains?! He has a tattoo of something on his neck. He has piercings? 'Is that what I’d look like as a punk?', Thomas wonders. His hair is long and has a white stripe in it. 'Is this Remus?'

Someone is braiding his hair. Their(?) light hair has fallen in front of most of their face. They are wearing a NASA sweatshirt that is much too big for their slight frame and some gray leggings. They look up to see who has sunk in and their eyes widen and they let out a squeak at the sight of Thomas. They pull the hood over their head and stare at the ground. The other two quickly look up. The sweatered side looks shocked but slowly smiles at him. The punk looks at him confused but then smirks.

“Hello Thomas. How are you today?” he asks, a teasing lilt in his voice.

“What are yo--”

“Shut up Ro this is gonna be the most fun I’ve had in awhile.” Roman looks confused for a second but then starts to snicker.

“What’s funny about this?” the flower-crowned side asks.

“Thomas doesn’t know how we act outside of videos. He doesn’t know who you guys are. And I’m guessing our resident punk wants Thomas to guess.” Roman explains.

The flower-crowned side, 'who might not be Patton?', begins to giggle and covers his mouth.

“So who do you think we are?” the punk asks, cocking an eyebrow.

“Well,” Thomas begins, ”I think that you are Patton.” He points at the still giggling side. He begins to giggle even more. And shakes his head. The others chuckle a bit.

“And I think that you are Remus.” He points to the punk. Everyone gets a laugh out of that.

“I’m sure my boyfriend would be flattered that you confused me for him,” he says with a smirk.

“What? Boyfriend?” Thomas asks, startled. At the punk’s subtly hurt look he says, “It’s fine! I just was surprised. I didn’t realize that any of you would date, but it’s fine,” Thomas says with a soft smile.

“Thank you,“ he says softly.

“And I’m not sure who you are,” he says to the side in the hoodie.

“You don’t want to meet me,” they say, their voice cracking.

Roman rushes to them and envelops them in a hug. “Honeybee no. You are amazing and I’m sure that Thomas wants to meet you. The real you,” he says with a sweet smile.

“And if he won’t accept you I will fight him.” The sweatered side says.

'How is this not Patton,' Thomas thinks.

“You're one of my sides. You’re part of me. I’d really like to meet you,” Thomas says softly.

They whisper something to Roman and he chuckles. They step towards Thomas. They flip the hood off and look at Thomas. A splattering of scales, that are reminiscent of freckles, covers half their face. Thomas softly gasps. They brush their hair behind their ears.

“My name is Delilah and I represent your Self-Preservation and Deceit. She/her pronouns please.” they--, no she says softly.

“Nice to meet you Delilah,” Thomas says, a smile creeping onto his face. He opens his arms for a hug and she throws herself into his arms.

“I know that I haven’t always listened to you or agreed with your ideas but I do care about you. I do need to put myself first sometimes. You are an important part of me.”

She pushes herself away enough to look into his eyes.

“Thank you,” she whispers.

“You still haven’t figured out who we are, have you?” she asks, her lips turned up in a smile.

“I honestly have no idea,” he mumbles.

She detangles herself from Thomas and throws herself onto the flower-crowned side.

“Ow--”

“I need cuddles.”

“Get off of me you--

“You know you love me.”

“I--”

“I guess I do,” he grumbles.

“Can you please tell me who you are I’m dumb and my brain is trash,” Thomas grumbles.

“I’m trash,” someone says from the kitchen.

Thomas’ eyes flick to this new side. He is wearing a bright red t-shirt that has a crown on it and a blue beanie. He has a small mustache that marks him as Remus.

“Re-Remus?” Thomas asks, becoming more and more confused.

“Hey Thomathy, Hi Big Bro. Sorry for borrowing your shirt, I haven’t done laundry yet and my others have paint on them. Vee, Dee.” He nods to each as he speaks. He kisses the punk on the forehead, “Hi Lo.”

“What?!” Thomas asks.

“Aw you runned the game Cephy,” Logan says sweetly.

“Sorry Starlight,” He responds.

“So, let me get this straight-”

“Good luck with that,” several people mutter.

“Logan is a punk and is dating Remus, who actually gets along with Roman and isn’t nearly as chaotic as I thought. Deceit is a super sweet and adorable girl. Virgil is soft? And acts kinda like Patton?”

“That is essentially correct, yes.” Logan says.

“I can be chaotic!” Remus stomps up to him.

Roman moves behind Remus and places his hand on his shoulders. Only now does Thomas realize Roman is taller than him while Remus is shorter than him.

“Em, you are a little puffball most of the time. Virge is more chaotic than you. Only when you try to not be chaotic are you chaotic.” Roman explains.

“I-- You’re right. Fine.” Remus pouts.

Remus’ eyes light up and he turns to his brother and whispers something. Roman smirks and puts his hands around his mouth and shouts, ”Patton!! Can you come down please?”

There are a few thumps from upstairs and a voice yells down, “What the fuck do you need I’m busy! Oh my God what did you break?!”

Thomas’ shocked face causes the group to break down into laughter.

Through laughter Roman manages to yell, “Someone is visiting and wants to talk to you!”

“Is it Remy? Because I’m still mad at him!” Patton says while coming down the stairs. He is wearing his blue polo. He locks eyes with Thomas and blushes bright red. The others start to laugh again, hard.

“What the f--, why--, I mean, uhm, Hi Thomas!” Patton stutters out.

"Joan and Tayln are sick so we can't film today and I was gonna hang out with you guys?"

"Okay," Patton sighs.

"In the mindscape Patton is less happy pappy Patton and more tired dad that is sick of his kids," Roman comments.

"Well I'd like to get to know all of you better," Thomas says with a smile.

"Movie Night!" Remus shouts.

"I'll get snacks," Delilah says, already walking towards the kitchen.

"I'll give you a hand," Patton says, trailing behind her.

Remus grabs Thomas' arm and drags him to the couch. He then begins to argue movie choice with his brother. As Thomas sits there, he loses himself in the chaos of this new world. But he's excited to learn everything about it.

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@mostlikelytokillyouwithaspoon

@nonexistant-trash

@mikalya12

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Logan's Playlist

I just really wanted to write about Logan’s playlist. This is the first fanfiction I've ever posted. I hope you guys like it!

Ships: Logince

Words: 716

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Logan laid alone on his bed. He could hear the clock ticking, reminding him of the passage of time. It had been several hours since he had published his Spotify playlist. The reasoning behind creating this playlist for Thomas and the Fanders still escaped him. The others said they would listen to it. There had been ample time for them to have listened to it. But if they had they would have come to him by now. They would have come to him asking if he was okay. They would have been concerned.

A single thought shatters the rest.

They don't care. Either they didn’t listen or they listened and they didn't care.

Tears that have been in his eyes since he finished the playlist finally fall. He has pushed them away too many times to expect them to care.

A knock breaks him from his thoughts. His breathing speeds up. He tries to brush away the tears. He walks to his door and opens it. He stays looking at the ground. He does want to face whoever has come to him now.

“Lo?” a soft calls him. “Can I come in.”

He looks up, it’s Roman? Oh no he’s upset about Logan putting Art is Dead on the playlist. I’ve messed up any chance I had with him, Logan thinks as more tears well up in his eyes. But he opens his door more and gestures into his room. Roman takes the invitation and walks in. Logan softly closes the door and wraps his arms around himself. He takes a deep breath and gets ready to apologize. He turns around. Before any of his apologies can spill from his lips, three words leave Roman’s mouth.

“Are you okay?”

“No.” He says, his voice breaking.

Roman opens his arms for a hug. Logan’s face crumples as he throws himself into the Prince's arms.

“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry.” he sobs.

“Sh-sh. It’s okay. There isn’t anything for you to be sorry about. Having feelings isn’t a bad thing Starlight.” Roman reassures him.

“But I-- The playlist-- I don’t hate you. The opposite in fact. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean-- I--.” Logan stutters out.

Roman frowns for a moment and then his expression softens with understanding.

“I’m not upset about the playlist. And I know you don’t hate me. Art is Dead is a song that can be applied to me. But Sunrise could be about me too, couldn’t it Honeybee.” Roman says a smirk slowly forming on his face.

“Yes-- I mean what? I don’t understand. Why aren’t you upset?” Logan says, his confusion only growing.

“I love you Logan and I know you would never hurt me on purpose.”

“You-- What-- I love yo--”

“Can I kiss you My Star?”

“Yes,” Logan breathes.

Roman brushes the tears from his cheeks and leans in. Their lips meet. Logan melts into the kiss. Something so soft shouldn't affect him this much, yet it does. 

Roman moves away and Logan whines at the loss of his lips.

"Do you want to talk about it now? I can get one of the others if you want me to." Roman questions softly.

"I'm really tired. But maybe later? Definitely later with you." Logan says, a small smile creeping onto his face.

Roman quickly picks Logan and deposits him on the bed. Logan will forever deny the squeak of surprise he lets out. Roman flops onto the bed next to Logan and wraps his arms around him.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to cuddle you until you fall asleep. If you're okay with that?"

"That is satisfactory. You don't have to stay though."

"I want to."

"Okay. Thank you My Prince."

……………………..

Virgil stands outside Logan's door. He had listened to Logan's Playlist as soon as he had woken up. He wondered how upset Logan was. 'After being so open and having no one respond, who knows what he thinks of us.' Virgil thinks.

He knocks softly. When no one answers he cracks the door open. On the bed lay Logan and Roman, tangled in each other's embraces. A soft smile graces Logan's features. Virgil steps out and softly shuts the door. His face breaks into a smile. 'Logan is going to be okay,' he thinks as he walks away.

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I’m writing several fics rn because adhd won’t let me just finish one. Here are some previews.

One is about Logan’s Playlist.

“A single thought shatters the rest.They don't care. Either they didn’t listen or they listened and they didn't care.“

One of them is Analodemus.

“What happened to you Logan?” Thomas asks. “It’s not important! Why did you drag me here? What do you need?” Logan huffs.

One of them is FamILY fluff and has punk!Logan because I feel like it.

 ”Patton!! Can you come down please?” “There is a few thumps from upstairs and a voice yells down, “What the fuck do you need I’m busy! Oh my God what did you break?!” Thomas’ shocked face causes the group to break down into laughter..

Does anyone want to be added to a taglist for any of these?

This isn't a recreation of me listening to Logan's Playlist. Nope not at all.

I wanted to draw all the logos together.

I finished Logan's playlist.

ewdkhjadfhjiadfibhewi. my boi i need to hug you.

I have realized I am 1000% a Logan kinnie and am now concerned about my own mental health.

I already posted this on Twitter but Iwanted to post it here to. It was so much fun to color. I loved making the bees and birds into the other sides. It was really fun.

@thatsthat24

I love Logan so much. Why do I always make him sad?

@thatsthat24

ADHD is like being possessed but like by yourself.

Like in AP Stats yesterday. I was like gonna do the test review, finish the hw all that noice stuff and I ended up drawing logan sanders angst for 45 minutes instead and im still not sure how that happened....

Sander Sides Quotes as dumb things my friends have said

*The sides playing monopoly, Logan & Patton vs. Roman & Virgil*

Roman: *rolls dice*

Logan: You owe us one thousand one hundred dollars.

Roman: *reaching hand back* Of course. Give me the moneys Virgil!

Virgil: *leans forwrd and whispers in Roman's ear* We have 27 dollars.

Roman: WhaT?!?

Virgil: *mumbling* Maybe if you hadn't bought boardwalk we would still have money.

Prinxiety argument insues

Logan: *walks into the living room*

Virgil: *wearing mismatched socks*

Logan: *leavs room*

Logan: *comes back with a tranquilizer*

Logan: When’s the last time you took a shower

Remus: What’s a shower

Logan: Earthquakes are from shifting tectonic plates!

Roman: BUT WHO’S PUSHING THE PLATES LOGAN? WHO’S PUSHING THE PLATES?!

(From DuckTales)

Logan: *opens door to see Remus, covered with tar and pigeon feathers*

Remus: Hey Logan! Wanna hear my hot take on religion- *gets door slammed in face*

Roman in a suit and on a stage: Ladies, gentlemen, and non binary royalty let me introduce you to the hottest new game show:

Will I fall asleep in my bed? Or will I pass out on the floor?

Place your bets now!

Logan, the only one in the audience: Jesus Christ just go to bed.

Remus: *covered in rat guts and biting his fingernails*

Roman: Ew, you bite your nails?

Logan: That’s why you’re grossed out???

Roman: I bet when Simon Cowell gets upset he does a Simon scowl.

Virgil: I bet when Simon Cowell misses in soccer it’s called a Simon foul.

Patton: I bet when Simon Cowell gets sad he just calls up his Simon Pal.

Janus: I bet when Simon Cowell won’t leave his room his mom yells “SIMON NOW!!!”

Remus: I bet when Simon Cowell gets out of the shower he needs a Simon towel.

Thomas: I bet when Simon Cowell gardens he uses a Simon trowel.

Logan: I bet if Simon Cowell got the Bubonic Plauge he would die in an average of 23 days.

Everyone: ...

Patton: Welome everyone, to the Not Annual, This Is A One Time Thing, Who Is The True Mother In This Friend Group Competition! Or known as NATIAOTTWITTMITFGC! Our contestants are Logan-

Logan in the corner: *putting on a apron that has a minion meme on it*

Patton: -and Janus!

Janus in a different corner: *replacing his normal gloves with rubber gloves, adjusting gun holsters that have Windex spray bottles in them*

Roman, Virgil, and Remus: *cheering*

Patton: 3, 2, 1, GO!

Janus and Logan: *agressivly starts washing dishes*

Baby Virgil: LOGAN THERES A MONSTER UNDER MY BED!!!

Logan: Jesus Christ, not again.

*goes into Virgil’s bedroom*

Logan looking under the bed: Remus, please go away.

Remus: *hisses and crawls to the ceiling*

Logan: *hits Remus with a broom and making him fall flat on his face*

Remus: *scurries away like a rat*

How the sides react to homophobia:

——————————————————

Logan: *pulls up 30 slide presentation on how the homophobe is wrong*

——————————————————

Patton: I’m not mad, just disappointed.

——————————————————

Roman: ew. *sprays homophobe with a spray bottle*

——————————————————

Virgil: HISSSSSS

——————————————————

Janus: *stares at them blankly until the homophobe runs away*

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Remus: I WILL EAT YOUR KNEES *SCHREEH*

Logan approaching Roman: Happy birthday- *turns last minute* Remus.

Roman: :(

Virgil: I like dark humor

Patton: *turns off the light* wanna hear a joke?

Roman: *wheeze*

Logan: Sure, what’s the joke?

Patton: I- I wasn’t prepared for that-

Virgil: Tell us a joke, Patton.

Patton: I don’t-

Roman: tell the joke

Patton: *turns on light and runs away*

Virgil: This is my friend Joan, they are a proud non-binarian of non-binaria where the national anthem-

Logan: Stop talking.

Roman: I’m not stupid!

Virgil (joking): Oh ya? What’s 7 times 8.

Roman: Uhhhh...

Logan: Wait you actually don’t know?

Roman: I gotta go now-

Logan: Sit the fuck back down your not leaving until you learn your times tables.

Roman and Remus: ITS THE FINAL BRAINCELL *off key kazoo*

Patton: *joins in with his own kazoo*

Logan: I-I just asked how your doing in school-

Remus: Saliva is tongue milk-

Logan: Please stop.