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Logan's Criminal

Ships: Intrulogical (Logan x Remus)

CHAPTER ONE

Logan Frost was a detective in a high end city chasing a criminal no one knew

He had just gotten home to his shared apartment and slammed the door hard as he was frustrated he didn't know if his roommate was home but he didn't care he was just so frustrated that anything could be the thing that makes Logan yell for the seventh time that day.

Not even a second had passed before Remus entered the room concerned but not quite surprised as this had become normal for him, Logan trudging into the apartment slamming the door hard behind him every afternoon after work.

Remus stepped further into the living room and watched as Logan collapsed onto the couch before looking over at him and sighing

"I apologize if I disturbed you" Logan says as his eyes flickered up to Remus'.

Remus nods "It's fine, don't worry about it. Rough day at work?" he walks over to the couch taking a seat in the middle of the couch

Logan nodded "yes this guy or girl I'm chasing is to smart for me like every time I think I get close they get fifty steps ahead" he ranted messing with his tie

Remus nods, staring at Logan hanging onto every word he says, listening intently as he ranted.

Logan let out a frustrated sigh "they stopped using there calling card so now i have no clue if im even chasing the right person" Remus nods along to every word.

"Mm.." Remus responded shortly, his eyes drifted off in another direction a knot twisted in his stomach tightening with each word.

Logan looks at the floor "it's like he knows everything I'm thinking and it's just frustrating"

Remus stared at him. His mind racing.He wanted so badly to tell him. To tell him why. Why they were fifty steps ahead. Why they seem to know everything. "Yeah. Sounds rough.." he mutters.his eyes drifting back to Logan's.

Logan took a deep breath "the only person I know it's not is you" he mumbled.

Remus' body stiffened.

He started fiddling with his hands. "Yeah..."

Logan decided to lean his head on Remus "even if it was you I'd have to make a difficult choice to make"

Remus glances back at him. "Oh..." Is all his said, what was he supposed to say to that? He could barely meet his eyes let alone tell him. Tell him that he was the cause of all his stress, all the angry door slams, the exhaustion, the stress. He subconsciously placed an arm around Logan.

Remus nods not quite meeting Logan's eyes. "What would you have to do?" He asks hesitantly. Already knowing the answer. Dreading it.

"Well I'd either have to turn you in or realise that I should just give up" he said with a sad tone

"Well, you shouldn't worry, you need a well needed break, try to relax." He says quickly attempting to subtly change the subject.

Logan nodded a little "I can't take time off from this case to be honest I'd rather lose my job than anything" he mumbled yawning a little.

"Did you know you have pretty eyes?" Logan mumbles as he looks at Remus.

Remus turns to face Logan the question catching him off guard. He stared directly at him as his cheeks flushed a light pink.

Logan chuckled at the expression on his face "Thanks Remus for always being someone to talk to" he said as he reached to fiddle with the others hair

Remus smiles faintly. The guilt was back. Stronger this time. Washing over him in waves. "Hey. It's no problem, Logan. I'm always here to listen." He responds shortly. Not what he wanted to say but it was good enough for now.He inches closer to Logan.

Logan had closed his eyes leaning against Remus "Are you a criminal rem?" He asked randomly

Remus looks at Logan his whole body tensing.

Fuck. He couldn't know.. Could he? He was so careful..

"What?" He asked quietly, his heart sinking.

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I love these two gays- 💙💚

Yes the photos of Remus with a cape fuelled this (in some ways)

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I love these two gays- 💙💚

Yes the photos of Remus with a cape fuelled this (in some ways)

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I decided to make a SanderSides Roleplay Server!

Anyone who'd like to join, here's the link.

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AGHHHHH I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!!!!

Something something Beauty and the Beast something something Intrulogical something something Make it different? 83

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Patton: Why don't we settle this, with a roommate meeting?

*Cuts to Virgil, Logan, Remus and Patton sitting on Thomas' couch*

Patton: Now, kiddo, do you have something you'd like to share with Remus?

Virgil: Yes, How do I say this delicately? You're a horrible roommate and nobody in this house likes you.

Patton: Let's frame our statements with "When you do This, it makes me feel this."

Virgil: Fine, okay, uhh? Let's see... When you live here, it makes me feel angry... Because you're a horrible roommate and nobody in this house likes you.

Remus: ...

Remus: *Starts crying*

Remus: You're right... I am the worst roommate... I never lived with other people before.

Roman, in the kitchen: What about me?

Remus: You don't count!

*Remus covers his face and cries more*

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I can't stop thinking about the gifts the "dark" sides gave, how all of them were so clearly for the person receiving the gift but also so clearly from them

They all gave gifts that included things they had in common with the person or had something very personal to that person but that also spoke to their identity

Virgil gave Logan the ARG cause he likes to playfully haunt/scary the other sides and he likes mysteries and scary stuff. Cause Logan likes solving puzzles and challenging himself. Cause they both know what is like for people to not quite understand who you are and reduce your identity to just one or two superficial traits.

Janus with the russian doll gift boxes, cause he likes playing with people (and their feelings lets be honest), cause both him and Patton like gags/pranks and cause Patton likes personal heartfelt and genuine gifts so much more than he would ever like some expensive gift.

Remus gave "Mr. Fuzzy" cause he likes spending his time making weird gross stuff, cause both him and Virgil like scary stuff (and maybe both have a tendence to see scary creatures as cute or endearing), also Mr. Fuzzy kinda looks like a spider or is it just me? And he knows Virgil likes to have comfort things that he can keep around, like plushies. Even the reference to their shared past could fall into this.

I think its all very symbolic of their whole acceptance arc. They will try to connect with the others and find a middle ground but they're never going to stop being themselves

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another au idea so like

Roman and Remus r like dropped off at an orphanage when they were younger. When they grew up like at 8 probably they were being adopted.

One problem, they are being adopted separately, but they grew up with each other so much that they've kinda of became co-depended. So when they realized it, they refused.

Janus, the guy who was adopting Remus, made some small talk with Patton and Logan, the couple who were adopting Roman. Because of how much they persisted Janus suggesting exchanging numbers in case they would want to see each other, Logan wasn't very fond about the idea, but Patton still exchanged numbers with Janus.

A year passed, and they were still rowdy and wanted to see each other, and that's when Logan snapped, he didn't want Roman anymore and suggested exchanging him for someone else. Patton, who was already emotionally attached that he refused, they got in an argument which led to them breaking up.

Now having to take care of himself and a child alone, not even mentioning how sad he is after the break-up, he decided to call Janus.

idk what next but it leads to Patton and Janus falling in love and they live as a family and uh happily ever after ig

again, if this has been done be4 srry !

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More than anything right now I'm just curious about who's going to get to lose their shit first: logan or roman?

My bet is on logan right now, but roman deserves to lose it too

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Logan who stims by beat-boxing.

Remus who vocal stims by shouting his favourite words.

Intrulogical band AU where their stims help them with their own sense of music.

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Friday the 13th

Word Count: 2144 (Ao3)

Pairing: Dukexiety

Rating: T+

Warnings: Friday the 13th spoilers, gore mention, sex mention, hollywood-style underage sex mention, short king!Remus, smoothgil, mutual pining, they're dorks

Virgil has a crush on Remus, and what better way to get closer to the impish duke than a movie night? It can only go better than expected

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There was something special about movie night with Remus. Maybe it was just being able to spend time with the duke without fear of judgment from anyone else. Maybe it was the fact that none of the others enjoyed their kinds of movies. Virgil knew the real reason.

He was lounging on his bed in his hoodie, an old tee, and boxer briefs, legs tucked under the covers, munching on some kettle corn while Remus was on his belly, swinging his legs by Virgil’s head. At least he had the decency to wear underwear.

“Damn,” Remus said as a teenage girl screamed on screen, “Kids just wanted to bone and this guy shows up with an axe!” 

Virgil grabbed his ankle and shrugged. 

“It's not a slasher without murder and sharp objects,” he said and shoved a handful of popcorn into his mouth. 

“It's not as bloody as I expected,” Remus hummed, “And I thought we'd get to see Jason.” 

“You did,” Virgil countered after he finished chewing, “You watched him drown, supposedly.” 

“‘Supposedly?’” Remus questioned and flipped on his back. He grinned wickedly at Virgil and wiggled his eyebrows. 

Virgil snorted and shook his head. This little bastard was trying to get spoilers by being cute and feral. 

“It's your first time watching these movies, I'm not telling you anything,” he said and tossed a piece of popcorn at the duke, aiming for his forehead. 

Remus sat up and caught it in his mouth like a trained seal. He was succeeding at being cute. 

“What if I stopped paying attention to the movie and started paying attention to you instead?” Remus jeered and wiggled his shoulders. 

“I'm not as entertaining as implied underage Hollywood sex and murder,” Virgil scoffed and clicked his tongue. He was not blushing because of the way Remus was staring at him. Nope. Not at all.

Remus took that as his cue to cuddle up next to him and lean his head on Virgil’s shoulder. He giggled at the way Virgil tensed up and relaxed almost immediately. 

“You're really comfy!” Remus giggled and turned his attention to the movie. For the most part. He really couldn't ignore that Virgil wasn't pushing him away. 

It was nice being so close to someone else, being able to have physical contact that wasn't full of hectic energy. It was even nicer that he was getting that contact from Virgil. For all his standoffishness and venom, the man was built for cuddles and making Remus incredibly mushy.

“Uh oh, looks like Friend Kevin isn't getting out of bed!” Remus jeered as the man on screen bled from his neck. 

“Kevin Bacon?” Virgil grumbled and set his empty popcorn bowl on the nightstand, “Yeah, he's toast.” 

“He's pan seared and crispy!” Remus jeered and fluttered his lashes. 

“Dork,” Virgil huffed and wrapped an arm around him. Remus giggled and wiggled closer, fully prepared for Virgil to push him away. 

But the movie kept playing. And Virgil’s arm was still around his shoulders. Remus was fine with it if it meant he could pretend Virgil actually liked him.

“Oh shit!” Remus gasped when the final struggle started. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. 

“You were expecting a hockey mask and a machete?” Virgil teased. 

“Yeah! I wasn't expecting a MILF killer!” 

“Jason's mom has got it going on, with a body count that rivals her son's,” Virgil hummed and chuckled. 

“Sweet syphilis suckies!” Remus gasped and lurched forward as Mrs. Voorhees’ head divorced her neck. 

“The effects aren't half bad,” Virgil said and smiled at Remus as he wiggled and bounced on the edge of the bed. He was so cute. 

“That's such an amazing on screen death!” Remus gushed and glanced over his shoulder at Virgil. 

He was smiling softly, amused with Remus' antics. It was such a rare thing that made Remus feel gooey. 

“You might want to watch this part,” Virgil said and pointed at the TV. 

Remus looked at the TV and watched in awe as the final girl got dragged from her canoe into the lake by an undead child. And then she woke up in a hospital screaming. It was just a dream after the massacre. 

“Really?” Remus pouted. 

“Yeah. You think Jason would be a kid by that point?” Virgil jeered, “It only makes sense when you look at the sequels.” 

Remus spun around and stared at him with those wide, unsettling eyes. If Virgil didn't anticipate this he would have been scared. 

“We're watching the sequel!” he barked, shaking in his core. 

“Once the credits are done it's rolling into part two. If you want to stick around, you can, but you don't have to. We only agreed on one movie,” Virgil shrugged. He was banking on Remus staying. 

Remus pounced and flopped on his lap. He was wiggling like a hyper puppy about to go to the park. 

“I'm staying! But pause this so you can finish your little song!” 

Virgil paused the movie and grabbed his phone. He tapped the screen a few times and played a polished parody. 

Remus was vibrating as he listened and watched Virgil mouth the words. He could imagine Virgil sitting by a tree in the fall, playing the song on guitar and singing it as the leaves fell around him. He was almost disappointed when the music faded.

“That's beautiful!” Remus squealed. Virgil paused the music before it repeated. 

“Ice Nine Kills. Jason's Mom. If you want to listen to it later,” Virgil said and set his phone aside. 

“I liked it better when you were singing it! You have such a great voice!” Remus cheered. Virgil went beet red and averted his gaze. 

“Save the flirting for someone you like,” Virgil huffed. He was fully aware of Remus' endless libido, so the safest route was to be a little tsundere until he could relax. It was a challenge that Remus would eat up. 

“Maybe I will!” he jeered and sat up. Virgil watched him suddenly curl into himself and shiver dramatically. 

“Can I get under the covers? It's so cold. And you're so hot!” Remus cooed. 

Virgil rolled his eyes and pulled off his hoodie. This dork was not getting that close to his bare skin that easily. So he threw the hoodie at Remus and played the second movie. 

Remus squeaked and scrambled to pull the hoodie on, zipping it up all the way, and pulling his legs into the warmth. 

Virgil made the mistake of glancing at him instead of watching the screen. Remus was entranced by the first on-screen killing, grinning with wide eyes. He looked so small in that hoodie, so adorable. 

So he might have missed the most of the second movie just to watch Remus. In Virgil's defense, Remus was more entertaining than the movie he'd seen too many times to count. He was so expressive, giggling and gawking at the screen. And he couldn't sit still, bouncing and wiggling with glee. 

“He doesn't get his mask,” Remus pouted and looked at Virgil with the saddest eyes. 

“If you want to see that, you'll have to watch the next movie,” Virgil shrugged, “but it's late so if you want to—” 

“I want to stay!” Remus cut him off and yawned, “I don't care if I pass out and you kick me to the floor.” 

“Why would I kick you to the floor?” 

“Because you don't want to cuddle with me. You think I'll try to get frisky when you fall asleep. But I don't want to get frisky without you getting frisky back.” 

“Remus that's not true—” 

“You're scared of it. You're scared that I just want your hot bod,” Remus rambled and yawned again, “But I just want to cuddle and watch scary movies and maybe kiss.” 

“Remus,” Virgil sighed and scooped him up with ease. Remus curled up instinctively and looked up at Virgil with wide eyes. 

Virgil pressed his lips to Remus' forehead and settled him on his lap. Remus was bright red and in shock. It gave Virgil the opportunity to pull the covers down. 

“Virgil?” Remus squeaked. 

“If you fall asleep here, you're staying here,” Virgil said and set Remus next to him. He pulled the covers up over Remus' legs and wrapped an arm around him. 

“Especially since you have my hoodie,” Virgil chuckled. Remus giggled and crawled onto his lap. 

“You can have it back early if you give me a kiss!” 

“Why would I want it back early? It looks cute on you,” Virgil muttered shyly and hugged him. 

“You think I'm cute?” Remus squeaked and fluttered his lashes. His shy grin was precious. 

“Adorable,” Virgil said softly. Remus giggled and rubbed his cheek against Virgil’s chest. He was so flustered and shy, so unlike his usual self. 

“You good?” 

“You really think I'm cute,” Remus grumbled and hid his face, “You think I'm cute and you're cuddling me! I'm better than good! I don't care how tired I am!” 

“Then,” Virgil said and gently grabbed his chin, “did you want to wait until tomorrow for the next movie? I'm pretty tired too.” 

“No movie in exchange for snuggles?” Remus breathed as Virgil leaned down. 

“And smooches,” Virgil teased and kissed him sweetly. 

For an insatiable ball of lust, Remus was fairly timid. Virgil was the one leading, guiding his lips and holding his face. For all his anxieties, Virgil was surprisingly skilled at smooching. 

“Who taught you how to do that?” Remus muttered when Virgil pulled away. He blinked up at his smug Scare Bear and nearly melted on the spot. 

“The Dragon Witch. I just wanted to build up a tolerance for her poison. But I found a better way to use that skill,” Virgil hummed and ran his thumb over Remus' bottom lip. The poor thing was shaking and tearing up. 

“Remus?” 

“You think I'm cute and you kissed me and we're cuddling—Does that mean you like me?” 

“No, me setting up a scenario where you'd be cute and then pass out with me does,” Virgil teased and turned off the TV. 

Remus squealed and knocked him on his back. Virgil grunted on impact but didn't try to get up, not when Remus was hugging him for dear life and nuzzling his chest. 

“You like me! You want to date me! You want to marry me! You want to fuck me to death and then inherit my fortune while pretending to cry over my corpse before you get in the coffin and f—” 

“Who said I would pretend to cry?” Virgil cut him off, “The greedy widow with a body count is Janus’ thing.” 

“But you do want to date me and marry me!” Remus jeered and blinked up at him. Virgil couldn't deny that. 

“And I want to lock you in my basement so you can never get away from me, and so I can use you whenever I want, however I want,” Virgil teased and set aside the remote before he hugged him. 

“How often would that be?” 

“Constantly,” he hummed. He wasn't serious about locking Remus up, he knew he couldn't and wouldn't. Remus knew that too, but he was so flustered and cuddly. 

“How do you expect me to sleep when you keep saying things like that?” Remus whined, “I’m not supposed to be the flustered one!” 

“But you're cute when you're flustered,” Virgil teased, making Remus whine and hide his face. 

“You’ll never get rid of me if you keep doing that!” 

“Is that supposed to be a threat, or a promise?” Virgil taunted and got cozy under the covers. 

“Yes!” Remus groaned pathetically and nuzzled into his chest. Virgil hugged him tightly and snickered. 

“Then there's no way I could stop.” 

Remus whined and slid his hands under Virgil’s shirt, just to get him flustered too. Unfortunately for him, Virgil was wearing an undershirt. 

“Nice try, Trash Bat,” Virgil taunted and moved his hands, “but you said you didn't want to get frisky if I didn't. And I don't.” 

“Touching your tummy skin isn't getting frisky,” Remus pouted and yawned. 

“Go to sleep, Reek, you're starting to talk like Patton,” Virgil chuckled softly and relaxed his head on the pillow. 

“How dare you!” Remus gasped with as much extra flourish as he could muster, “I sound like a sleepy squid boy!” 

He broke into a fit of giggles and got comfy, hugging Virgil’s waist and resting his head on Virgil's chest. Emo tiddy was made to be a pillow! 

“A cute squid boy,” Virgil mumbled. Remus whined and nuzzled closer. He was too tired to complain, so that would have to do. 

Remus fell asleep almost immediately, giving Virgil a chance to revel in his success. He was cuddling with Remus, his feelings weren't one sided, and he got to watch Friday the 13th. He dozed off with a smile on his face.

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god yuo just know the rumor mill was going WILD in this hinky dinky ass town… harvey flies so hard under the radar that nobody once thought it was him doing dance aerobics instead abigail was viciously tearing the hinges off pam’s trailer with her teeth at 2 am to be like “PENNY. I THINK ITS SHANE. SHANE HAS A WII FIT BOARD IN HIS BEDROOM I THINK ITS SHANE”

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ok this is very much speculation but i live for the unsympathetic patton content and my favorite theory is that he was the one who separated roman and remus (formerly romulus) and ‘created’ the dark and light sides. Plsss thomas give this man some dark messed up past actions it would be so awesome

(btw i LOVE patton hes my 2nd favorite i’m just hoping that he gets some more chances to show the depth of his character, similar to Moving On)

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Remus: You know my motto: carpe diem, carpe noctem, carpe coles.

Logan: Seize the day, seize the night, what’s the last one?

Remus: Seize the dick

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Remus: Do you ever feel like exploding? Have you experienced the urge to enter the process of combustion? Has your mind created a logical idea, known as thought, to disperse your body into thousands of particles suddenly?

Roman, grumbles: It’s 3 am, please go back to sleep!

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Remus: Here's some advice

Logan: I didn't ask for any

Remus: Too bad. I'm stuck here with my thoughts and you're the only one who talks to me

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isn't it insane though how schizophrenic people are viewed as violent and dangerous by the majority of society when in reality schizophrenic people are nearly 14 times more likely to be on the receiving end of violence than to be the perpetrators...