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What if you were an asexual succubus, wouldn't that be fucked up or what Chapter 5

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"Ho-Ho-Holy shit Jannie, Look at this! Some cannibal shit" Virgil turned to show Janus his phone before hesitating "Shit, I didn't interrupt your studious study time right?"

Janus looked up from his computer and glanced at the clock before shrugging "Eh. You only interrupted me from disabling this bomb that's going to kill us both now but it was about time for a floor break anyway"

It was about 4 am in the middle of the night and the only light in the college library was the lamp on the table the two men were sitting by. After not being able to get a single word written down for weeks Janus had suddenly and inexplicable been hit with a ray of productivity and he'd been hyperfocused on writing for nearly 5 hours now. Virgil was laying stretched out across the table like a bored cat and was mindleesly scrolling on his phone because he probably wouldn't have slept either way.

What Janus considered a 'floor break' was him taking off his scoliosis brace and lying on his back on the floor for a while so his spine could rest. His friend rolled down from the table and laid down beside him.

"So Florida mans been at it again" Virgil started.

"Ah yes, my favorite mythical creature"

"Right so this just got in. Brand new news dude-"

"Is it from an actual source or just cryptid social media accounts?"

"An actual newspaper. Your coinfidence in my reading ability is so bloody low it's insulting"

All Janus did was nod in agreement.

"So...Dramatic pause.....This bloke got his entire arm eaten dude!"

Janus tilted his head while squinting "....Really"

"Well more like lower arm but yeah. By another human. In florida. A few hours ago. Look there's pictures"

"Dear I could go on a whole tirade about the ethics of looking at those photos but...." Virgil sent him a smirk "Alright hand it over"

The photo was of a lower arm where several chunks of skin and meat were completely missing to the point that the bone could seen at a spot. Deep bite marks had been left behind, they were so deep it hardly looked like it had been done by a human. Blood had dried all over the arm making the skin look almost rusty.

"Are you sure this was a human? Not some feral dog? They have bears in America-"

"In florida?" Virgil tapped his fingers against Janus' shoulder like creepy crawlie "What if it was a werewolf. Or a new serial killer. They do say trends come back after around 50 years and it's like 50 years since the 70's" His expression suddenly dropped and he got the anxiety eyes of doom "Oh god the cannibal guy is still out there. What if they get us?"

"We're in England Virge. The first place the mythical cannibal florida man decides to come is definitely over here" he let up into a slight smile "But it would certaintly be fun if it was a werewolf"

Virgil laughed in the quiet almost inaudible way he always did "I know right!"

The night air was cold enough that Remus' breathe was visible as he panted. There was still blood on his lips, on his teeth, his hands. Everywhere. There was still blood all over him from the human.

Remus had ripped and feasted on the human's arm until he'd heard people come running and even someone dialing the police. He'd been running away from there before he had even fully realized it. Sirens had blared and the blue lights of the ambulance had passed him by as he'd ran. Until he'd gotten so far away he couldn't hear any of it anymore.

He'd gotten to the train central and immediately locked himself into a bathroom and hidden there sense. The hours had wasted away under the harsh fluorescent lighting. Cleaning off the blood would probably have been the smartest thing to do but Remus had been frozen to the spot on the grimey floor. His legs had numbed from not moving for so long.

His last hope had been that eating the flesh of a human would feed him in the same way that lust did....But it had only made him heavy.

It gave the exact same effect as him eating any other food in that it only filled his stomach making him feel full for a while without giving him any energy. There weren't any tears in his eyes or anger bursting inside of him. All he felt was the loss of hope and that wasn't an emotion he could convey physically. It was like a grief he'd been holding off on for all of his life.

And if the manager found out he would be sent to heaven.

"...How much time....do I have left" He whispered out to no one but himself.

Finally he got up on his feet and almost immediately fell over because his left foot had completely fallen asleep. The sink was one of those stupid ones where the water only got turned on for about 30 seconds so he had to wave his hand around under the motion sensor over and over as he began to clean the blood off. Flesh was still stuck between his teeth, in response he dug his nails between his teeth until his gums were red and ached.

Out of paranoia he cut off parts of his hair at random without any true reason his mind could come up with aside from panicked shouts. He looked himself in the mirror before deciding to leave his bloodstained shirt behind on the toilet seat. He clutched his stomach as he looked once more. The human flesh was still inside of him. Maybe if eating the flesh hadn't come about in....in the circumstances it did he might have thought it was fun.

"They can't send Roman to heaven as well" The words slipped out of him "He hasn't broken any rules. They can't.....Well I won't fucking let them!"

Remus put his hand against the doorknob and spoke the phrase needed. It swung open and the light from the bright white hallways of the succubi quarters nearly blinded him.

He kept his head down and his walk fast as he hurried to his sleeping quarters. Somewhere at the back of his mind he tried to feel if Roman was near but all he felt was the absence of him.

The sleeping barack was nearly empty when he got there. It made sense, it was the early morning on a saturday. most succubi were probably feeding or doing the walk of shame home right now. The only two he could see were Emile and Remy laying close together in Remy's bed.

Emile was reading a book while his hand playfully stroked his lover's hair. Remy's eyelids were drooping, close to shutting, as they laid with their head against his chest. Their peace and quiet was unraveled in an instant as Emile abruptly sat up as soon as he saw Remus.

"Rem-bem! You're back! Are you alright? Your sight hasn't gone bad again has it?"

"My eyes are fine. Has Oran- The manager been here?"

'Girl why the hell would he have been here?' Remy asked while Emile pulled Remus into a tight hug.

"I don't fucking know! To take away more of my sense!? I bet he's having a spa day down where wherever the Dominion demons live!"

"They like totally have a lava pool" Remy said with hatred in their voice.

"And a fancy library aww" Emile stared out dreamily for a moment before shaking his head and continuing "Don't worry about the manager Rembem! We'll protect you no matter what!"

'Yeah. Like that kid with the blue forehead tattoo'

"Indeed!" Emile took Remy's hand in his and smiled "We'll protect you like Aang!"

Remus could feel something sour building up at the back of his throat "....Sure. I'll-"

"Roman regretted what she said as soon as she left!" Emile interrupted "Just so you know! She seemed really apologetic. I'm not implying you don't get to be mad, I simply wanted to give you all the information available. Anger is a very valid emotion to feel so don't f-"

"I already got all the mad out by...tearing into a....tree...Many trees...Like I fucked up an entire forest.........So. I'mma just go sleep now"

He could feel Remy's gaze staring holes into his back as he went to his bed. He rolled his eyes before turning around to see them signing to him.

'Did something happen?'

'Yeah. My brother said I was a parasite made for incest and nothing else' Remus snarked back.

'Girl you know I mean on earth. You're all-'

'I fed. I always get grumpy after I feed'

'Not like this' Remy got close to him so Remus took a step back 'What happened?'

Remus let up into a snarl "I don't know. Do you want to tell me why your boytoy don't have a tail or wings like the rests of us! Wanna say what kind of demon he is!?"

Emile tried to step in between them "Maybe we should all just calm down and respect each other's bounda-"

"What happened?" Remy asked once more without letting go off Remus' gaze.

"Why's your hair white? What did you get Punished for?!"

"I never got Punished"

Remus laughed "WE ALL KNOW YOU WERE PUNISHED FOR SOMETHING REMY! We all just pretend we don't to be fucking nice!" Remy averted their eyes "Not to nice to be asked that shit huh. Fuck off and go choke on your own sunglasses!"

With that Remus turned around and hid himself away under the blanket of his bed. He could hear the faint sounds of the lovers stirring somewhere close by before leaving eventually. He fell into a deep dreamless sleep.

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There was a dead bird in Janus' dorm. He wasn't sure when or how it had gotten there but when he'd woken up it had been laying there on the floor. His whole body felt weighed down into the sheets as if it had been filled with lead but he knew he had to move the carcass or else it would start smelling.

Brainfog was making all his thoughts move slowly and out of order to the point that he nearly forgot to put on gloves before carefully picking up the bird and holding it close to his chest. He didn't even remember to put on shoes or his back brace before dragging himself out of the dorm. The only thing he grabbed was a small shovel while hoping not to many people were in the hallways.

Luckily enough his dorm laid close to an exit that lead out into the space beyond the college's borders. The finely machine cut grass changed into unkept weedlings and moss with tree roots sticking out. Eventually he found a spot shaded by a large tree and sat down under it.

"I'm sorry dear little bird. I wish I could tell your kind to keep away from me" Janus said as he dug a small hole in the ground "Death can't seem to get enough of me"

He simply sat by the grave for a few minutes after filling it up with dirt. Once he moved to stand he could swear he saw a nearly identical bird sitting in the tree above him but every bird looked sort of the same to him. The only animals he had any sort of knowledge on were snakes and humans.

It was only on the short walk back to the dorm that he realized he was missing his shoes, brace and he hadn't even taken off his night bonnet before leaving the dorm. He closed the blinds to shut the midday light out before taking off the bonnet and braiding his dreadlocks into a thick braid so none of it got in the way for his skin routine. He and Virgil had bought a mirror just so Janus could do his routine without having to stand in the grubby shared bathrooms honestly. That and Virgil's eyeliner.

He put on some jazz, pulled out all his different creams, set up the mirror and made himself comfortable by the desk. The scar taking up most of the space on the right side of his face went between hues of red and purple. Even after all these years it still stuck out jagged and uneven from the rest of his face.

Something wet dropped down onto his finger as he put a cream on his cheek. Even though he was staring at himself in the mirror it still took him a few dumbfounded seconds until he was able to process what it was.

There was blood dripping down like tears from his right eye. It was coming out the tear duct even.

Janus wiped it away but the blood just kept coming. He tried to stay calm as he grabbed his phone and called bascially the only number he ever called.

"Virge?"

"Jannie I was about to call you anyway. Are we still buying oat milk or did we agree to go back to whole milk?" Virgil replied.

"There is blood coming out of my eye"

"Dude I can't decipher what level of sarcasm that is nor how that is supposed to tell me which milk to buy"

"There is literally blood coming out of my eye"

"For real??" He could hear Virgil's breathing immediately getting faster.

"It's coming from my tear duct. I haven't cut it open by accident, don't worry"

"Don't worry?! What if you have a brain tumor!? Or what if it's a sign of sudden extreme stroke! Or locked in disease! Don't fall asleep! Wait I'm looking it up on google-"

"Virge-"

"Google says it's a symptom of like So many diseases. Jannie you can't die on me here!"

"Virge-"

"Did you take your meds??"

"They're antidepressants! Oh! Of course! the very famous side effect of forgetting anti depressants for a day is eye bleeding! Can you just come over here before I have to be the one to calm you down?"

"Oh. Oh right. Yeah. Yeah I'm on my way. I'm just gonna- Yeah. Yeah I'm coming. Uhhh don't die please"

"I'll try my best" Janus snarked.

Five minutes later Virgil came running into their dorm with his breathe caught in his throat. Janus had been holding a cotton ball against his eye to try and stop the bloodflow but he stood up when he saw his friend come in.

"Are you okay? Anything changed?" Virgil spat out between heavy breathes.

"Still the same"

Virgil cupped Janus' cheeks and tilted his head back. Jan moved his hands onto his friend's waist.

"And your eyesights alright?"

"Mostly. A bit pinker than usual"

"Close your eyes" Virgil carefully trailed his hand up along Janus' face and wiped his finger across his closed eyelid "Feeling any better now?"

Janus blinked a few times before looking in the mirror and wiping away the remaining blood. None more came to which he sighed a breathe of relief.

"Of course! I had to lean my head back" Janus exclaimed "Makes sense. My veins must have been mixed up somehow, like when you swallow water into the wrong part of your throat"

Virgil's hands had stayed mid air where Janus' face just had been. His fingers began to fiddle with the end of one his friend's dreadlocks "Did you braid it yourself?"

"What?" Janus was still focused on the whole eye thing "Oh. My hair? No a hairdresser broke into our dorm and did it while I slept. Of course it was me. You've seen me like this before"

"It looks good"

"I'm aware. There was another dead bird here when I woke up. I buried it"

"It must be some fucker throwing it in through the window" Virgil said while going to fill up a glass of water "Don't forget the meds by the way"

He did a little nod while taking the glass before shuffling around in the drawer for his antidepressants "The window has a lock though"

"Everyones got that one friend who's really good at picking locks nowadays" Virgil sat down crosslegged on top of the desk and continued to fiddle with one of Jan's dreadlocks.

"Maybe there's some smell in our room that makes the animals want to come here. You don't happen to have any horrible stenches lying around?"

"Or we're haunted!"

"You shouldn't say that so happily"

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Remus' bed was weightened down as someone sat down beside him. He ignored it to keep feeling sorry for himself in the little blanket cocoon he'd rolled himself into.

"Dukey?" It was Roman's voice.

It made Remus at least peep his head up from the blanket. His brother held out a deck of cards to him while trying to muster an apologetic smile. Her nose was still bruised and slightly crooked from their fight.

"Want to play uno?" An attempt at forgiveness in the most sibling way possible "If you win I'll let you eat the cards and everything"

Remus took the deck of cards in his hands and looked at it in silence. The taste of human flesh filled his mouth as he gulped "You didn't show up"

"I was upset...I was tired of having to take care of you after every time you fed...I wanted to make a point I guess.."

"Yeah well you didn't fucking show up!" Remus threw the cards at him before yelling "You can go shove those cards up your ass!!"

Roman didn't even try to argue back. He picked up the cards in silence before leaving. Remus could feel something disappearing in his chest as his brother went back to earth.

The taste of flesh filled his entire throat as he hid under the blankets once more. There was no way for him to survive without seducing humans. It kept repeating in his mind along with the threat of heaven fast approching. Every time someone walked by he jumped at the chance of it being the manager.

He was so sure that if the manager saw Roman close to him she would get Punished as well.

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The same day Remy climbed into Remus' bed and laid down next to the blanket cocoon that was him. They didn't say anything, not even for hours, they just laid there next to him.

Some of the other succubi returned home for the day and the room became filled with chatter. Groups of gossip, music playing from speakers and dialogue from tv shows. A new hit show had apparently come from the greed circle. An argument broke out between those who prefered shows made by pride demons against greed demon fans.

The night continued and the slight warmth of Remy's body still didn't move away. The room turned a bit quieter for the sake of the succubi who liked sleeping. A few of the succubi let up into whistles and teasing as a succubi couple sneaked away to the corner where they'd hung up a curtain for private time.

It nearly took until morning until Remus let his hand wander outside the blanket and moved to press his pinkie against Remy's. They gently took his hand in theirs and squeezed tight.

He held up the blanket to let Remy inside while holding his finger over his mouth 'I gotta tell you something' He signed 'No one can see us right?'

'Girl we're literally under a blanket. Demons don't have see through vision stupid' They replied.

Remus held up his hands, ready to sign, but hesitated on what to say. Or how to start rather.

'I attacked a human'

Remy took a deep breathe and he could practically see as they thought through the implications 'How bad?'

'I ripped into their arm dude. An ambulance came'

They parsed their lips as if to speak before closing their mouth again 'Why is like a totally dumb question aint it'

But Remus still responded since he hadn't been able to talk to anyone about it 'I fed on like 6 people I think. I wanted to- I was mad- I wanted to punch Romans mind out- the manager- I- I dunno'

'6? Girl no. Thats a lot even like for normal succubi'

'I dunno. And- And Roman didnt come get me. He always does! And and then this human came and I wanted to go home. I just wanted to go home Remy. Yknow? I didnt- I thought maybe I could sustain myself on humans and the human was- I tried to get away at first I did but then- I thought I could feed in my own way- But it didnt work. I didnt fed I just ripped and-'

Remy grabbed ahold of his shoulders "Hey" They whispered "Me and Emile said we were gonna protect you. We weren't lying" They switched back to signing 'No one will know. If you say so not even Emile will know'

Remus leant his forehead against the nape of their neck and took a few long shaking breathes before looking into their eyes 'Do you think I could survive heaven?'

'Dont- Girl dont even-'

'I mean I could slaughter my way out right? I know all about violence! I could get out right? If Patton could-'

'We dont even know if Patton is real!'

'Of course he is! If he survived heaven- If he made it back so can I! Youre older than me! You should know if Patton is real or not! Youve never not said hes real!'

'How am I supposed to fucking know! Everyones been telling us bout him since before I was even fucking made!'

'I could survive it!'

'What would you get back to?! The manager would just send you to heaven again!'

'I run away! I- I find a place on earth!'

'You hate earth'

'Yeah well I would hate being dead more!'

Remy abruptly stopped the conversation by hugging him tightly. So tight their fingers dug into his skin. Remus held them just as tight.

'Roman wont get Punished as well? Right?.....Right?'

'...Of course...Of course not...'

Remus' hands shook ever so slightly as he signed 'Roman would miss me...right?'

Remy grabbed his hands and whispered "Don't talk like that. We won't let it happen! You're not going to heaven! You're staying right fucking here! You hear me!?"

"You didn't answer the question"

"Of fucking course Roman's gonna miss you! We're all gonna miss you!"

"I'm the reason our squadron's in the shit"

"And!? That don't matter! You're not leaving us!"

They hugged him again and buried their face against his shoulder so he wouldn't see the tears in their eyes.

"You're not leaving us"

#sanders sides #remus sanders #thomas sanders #tss #remy sanders #janus sanders #virgil sanders #what if you were an asexual succubus wouldnt that be fucked up or what

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southernlonewolf · 2 years

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Tutti i corpi che ho toccato,

che ho visto,

che ho preso,

che ho sognato,

tutti sono addensati nel tuo corpo...

Jannis Ritsos

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vecchiorovere-blog · 2 years

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La mia casa è qui: nel tuo abbraccio.

Che sollievo, che pace.

Niente più traslochi, niente più valigie e

spazzolini e armadi:

tutto quello di cui ho bisogno è qui,

tra le tue braccia.

Il mio domicilio è – semplicemente -

nell’angolo del tuo corpo

dove posso ascoltare il battito del tuo cuore.

- Jannis Ritsos -

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ent4you · 1 year

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Stort tillykke til Kim Faber og Janni Pedersen, der har vundet Marthaprisen, som gives til årets bedste krimi. Det blev deres bog Kvæler, der gav dem prisen, men jeg tager det lige som en anledning til at fortælle om deres nyeste bog Skyggeriget, der landede hos boghandlerne for nylig. Endnu en bog i forfatterparrets fantastiskey krimiserie.

#skyggeriget #janni pedersen #kim faber #martha

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winningthesweepstakes · 2 years

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Bear Looks for Santa Claus by Jannie Ho

Bear Looks For Santa Claus illustrated by Jannie Ho. Candlewick Press, 2016. 9781536227536 Rating: 1-5 (5 is an excellent or a Starred review) 3.5 Format: Board Book Genre: Holiday What did you like about the book? A little polar bear, clothed in a holiday sweater, is searching for Santa. He asks all of his friends including a penguin, reindeer, dog, and even his parents. Each page…

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#Candlewick Press

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roesolo · 3 years

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Spoooooky Books for your Halloween Displays!

Spoooooky Books for your Halloween Displays! @candlewick @chroniclekids

It’s the most wonderful time of the year! Halloween is my FAVORITE holiday. It’s a celebration of fun, all things spooky and weird, and candy. If you’re going to have a seasonal, Halloween, or spooky book display up, consider some of these fun new books! Poultrygeist, by Eric Geron/Illustrated by Pete Oswald, (Aug. 2021, Candlewick Press), $16.99, ISBN: 9781536210507 Ages 4-8 This cautionary tale…

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gregor-samsung · 3 years

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“ 18. È da desiderare piú l’onore e la riputazione che le ricchezze; ma perché oggidí sanza quelle male si ha e conserva la riputazione, debbono gli uomini virtuosi cercare non d’averne immoderatamente, ma tante che basti allo effetto di avere o conservare la riputazione e autoritá. 130. Non posso io, né so farmi bello, né darmi riputazione di quelle cose che in veritá non sono e tamen sarebbe piú utile fare el contrario; perché è incredibile quanto giova la riputazione e la opinione che hanno gli uomini che tu sia grande, perché con questo romore solo ti corrono drieto sanza che tu n’abbia a venire a cimento. 141. Lo appetito della roba nascerebbe da animo basso o male composto, se non si desiderassi per altro che per poterla godere; ma essendo corrotto el vivere del mondo come è, chi desidera riputazione è necessitato a desiderare roba; perché con essa rilucono le virtú e sono in prezzo, le quali in uno povero sono poco stimate, e manco cognosciute. 174. Non mancate di fare le cose che vi diano riputazione, per desiderio di fare piacere e acquistare amici; perché a chi si mantiene o accresce la riputazione, corrono gli amici e le benivolenzie drieto; ma chi pretermette di fare quello che debbe, ne è stimato manco; e a chi manca la riputazione, mancano poi gli amici e la grazia. 42. Non fare piú conto d’avere grazia che d’avere riputazione; perché perduta la riputazione si perde la benivolenzia, e in luogo di quella succede lo essere disprezzato; ma a chi mantiene la riputazione non mancano amici, grazia e benivolenzia. 179. Io mi feci beffe da giovane del sapere sonare, ballare, cantare e simili leggiadrie: dello scrivere ancora bene, del sapere cavalcare, del sapere vestire accomodato, e di tutte quelle cose che pare che diano agli uomini piú presto ornamento che sustanzia; ma arei poi desiderato el contrario, perché se bene è inconveniente perdervi troppo tempo e però forse nutrirvi e’ giovani, perché non vi si deviino, nondimeno ho visto per esperienza che questi ornamenti ed el sapere fare bene ogni cosa danno degnitá e riputazione agli uomini etiam bene qualificati, ed in modo che si può dire che a chi ne manca, manchi qualche cosa; sanza che lo abondare di tutti gli intrattenimenti apre la via a’ favori de’ príncipi, e in chi ne abonda è talvolta principio o cagione di grande profitto e esaltazione, non essendo piú el mondo ed e’ príncipi fatti come doverebbono, ma come sono. 218. Quegli uomini conducono bene le cose loro in questo mondo, che hanno sempre innanzi agli occhi lo interesse proprio, e tutte le azione sue misurano con questo fine, ma la fallacia è in quegli che non cognoscono bene quale sia lo interesse suo, cioè che reputano che sempre consista in qualche commodo pecuniario piú che nell’onore, nel sapere mantenersi la riputazione ed el buono nome. “

Francesco Guicciardini, Ricordi, a cura di Ettore Janni, Rizzoli (collana Biblioteca Universale, nn. 303-04), 1951.

NOTA: Il volume, scritto in tre fasi tra il 1512 e il 1530, è una raccolta di aforismi e brevi meditazioni compilati dall’autore nella sua carriera politica ed amministrativa. Il testo circolò dapprima nella forma manoscritta, come accadeva ad altre opere della stessa natura, e solo nel 1576 si ebbe a Parigi la prima edizione a stampa a cura di Jacopo Corbinelli, patrocinatore della cultura italiana oltr’alpe.

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nyssaalghul124 · 2 years

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Boy, Imma Marry You - Part 2

Summary: Janus, Remus, Virgil and Roman help Patton get his stuff back from his ex

Note: So I thought id have a nice put together series of one shots. Yeah, that’s not happening. Theyre going to be out of order and maybe not line up with each other, so sorry if things get confusing

Anyways, enjoy!

“Hey, Roman!” Patton called from the shower. “Can I borrow a shirt!”

“Patt, this is getting ridiculous,” Roman sighed from where he was brushing his teeth. “You need to get your stuff back.

“Yeah,” Remus said from next to him. “You already used up everything from my ex lost and found. Even the strappy thing.“

Roman shuddered. “Yeah, Patt, just call up your ex and tell him you’re taking your stuff back.“

“I don’t know,” Patton sighed, coming out of the shower. “I just don’t know how I’m supposed to face him after seeing him with that… ho.” Patton winced. “No, I shouldn’t say that. He might be a really nice ’ho”

Patton hastily went to his room and got dressed. When he came out, he saw Virgil sitting on the fridge, eating cereal and arguing with Remus. “Patton,” he sighed when he saw Patton wearing his skinny jeans. “You need to call your ex. This has gone way too far.”

Patton looked affronted. “I think I look good.”

“No,“ Virgil said. “It’s not that. Patton, you need to confront this guy. Otherwise, you’ll never get closure.”

Patton paused. “You know what? You’re right! I’m gonna talk to him.”

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Patton walked into the apartment, Janus behind him. Patton was looking down, while Janus was frowning. “Hey,” Roman said when he saw them.

“What up, Jannie,” Remus smirked at Janus. Janus did not look amused.

“Hey, you alright?” Roman asked.

“I didn’t get my stuff,“ Patton said, looking downtrodden.

“What happened?“ Remus asked.

“I mean, really guys? You guys told him to call Spencer. That is not your job! That is my job,” Janus said, gesturing angrily.

“How did it go?” Roman asked.

Patton exhaled angrily. He didn’t say anything for a minute. Finally, he said quietly. “His boyfriend needed a ride to the airport.“

”What?” Remus demanded.

“And I have to pick him up next week.”

”Shit,” Roman cursed.

”Are you serious?” Virgil demanded.

”What‘s wrong with me?” Patton said, shaking his head agitatedly.

Roman patted Patton’s arm. “I think you’re scared to give this guy up. He’s you’re kryptonite.” Roman clapped and stood. “You need to stand up to him. Now, come on!”

“Huh?” Remus finally tore his eyes away from Janus to look at Roman’s enthusiastic form.

“Patton, drive us to his house. We’re going to help you stand up to him!”

”I can’t believe I’m saying this, but Roman is right. Now, if I’m agreeing with any one of these dumbasses, you know it’s one of those situations,” Janus said, pointing at Roman. Roman beamed at him.

“You guys are right!” Patton exclaimed. He jumped and grabbed his keys. “Come on, guys! Let’s go get my stuff back!”

“Dibs on the seat next to Janus!” Remus yelled as he ran after Patton.

“Thats gonna get real annoying real fast, isn’t it?” Janus muttered.

“Yep,” Virgil sighed.

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“Yeah, loud music,” Patton said as they drove to the house. “Looouuud. It’s loouuud.”

“Patt,” Virgil said from the back window seat. “Please don’t ruin MyChem for me.“

”Right, sorry,” Patton said, changing it to an oldies station. Patton felt his nerves rise as they got closer. “What do I say?”

”Hey, man, give me my TV back,“ Roman said from next to Patton.

“He, bud, give me my TV back,” Patton said, trying to sound aggressive.

“No, not Bud,” Remus complained from the other window seat. “Try asshole, or jerkface.”

”Mr. Crabs,” Patton said, frowning.

“Mr. Crabs is an option,” Virgil allowed.

“You’re hand is on my leg,” Janus deadpanned from the middle seat.

“Or you’re hand is on my leg,” Remus said, leaning in seductively.

Janus didn’t look at him. “It’s really not.”

Remus smirked and put his other arm around Janus’s shoulder. “It’s a classic he said he said situation.”

Janus swatted away Remus and leaned forward. “Alrighty, Patt, it’s right over here, so you’re gonna wanna start turning like now.” Patton stopped the car briefly, but quickly started it up again and started going in the circle around his ex’s house again.

“What are you doing?” Roman demanded.

“Guys, give me one more shot,” Patton said a little desperately.

“Alright, one more time around and you got this,” Roman said. They pulled up in front of the house, but Patton started the circle again.

“Really?” Virgil demanded. Janus laid his head back exasperatedly.

“Just one more,” Patton muttered. They came to the house a third time.

”Alright, Patt, this is the time, this is the time,” Remus chanted as they got closer. Patton pressed on the accelerator when they got in front of the house and sharply feinted to the right.

”Whoa!” Virgil yelled, grabbing onto Janus. Janus didn’t react. Virgil blushed. “Sorry,” he mumbled.

“You forgot to let go,” Janus said, not opening his eyes.

Virgil turned redder. “Right.” He let go.

Remus glared at him. “I know what you’re doing.”

Virgil glared back. “I’m not doing anything,” he hissed back.

“Patton, please take off the child locks so I can jump out the window and kill myself,” Janus said, his expression as deadpan as always.

“Hush, the men are talking,” Remus said, holding out a hand at Janus. Janus rolled his eyes and looked out the window.

Janus chanced a glance Patton while Virgil and Remus argued. He had started singing along to the song that played. Roman looked vaguely horrified, as Patton didn’t know any of the words, and was just making sounds to fill the spaces.

Remus looked at Virgil incredulously when he started singing along softly. “What?” Virgil demanded. “I know this song.”

Patton finally stopped at his ex’s house. Still singing under his breath, he got out and walked over to the door. “I’ll be out here if you need me, Patt,” Janus called out. The four men watched as Patton repeatedly rang the doorbells until another man opened the door. He smiled when he saw Patton.

“Hey, Patty,” he said, smiling a little.

“That’s the ex?” Remus asked, wrinkling his nose.

“He’s wearing a scrunchie,” Roman said, his face showing equal amounts of disgust.

“He looks like he juggles clubs on the beach,” Virgil said.

Janus scoffed. “Yeah, like he’d ever have a job.”

Remus tilted his head. “Didn’t anyone just assume he’d have a handlebar mustache?”

“Come on, Patt,“ Roman said, leaning forward. “Just go in and get your ugly polo shirts, and maybe your TV, too.”

Everyone winced when the man embraced Patton. “No,” Janus sighed as everyone groaned. “Don’t hug him back.”

”Oh, that’s not healthy,“ Virgil said, wincing.

Patton froze when he laid eyes on the dying plant by the door. “What’s he doing?” Roman asked as Patton bent to touch the leaves of the plant.

Janus didn’t say anything. “He told him to water the plants,” he said finally.

Patton picked up the plant and turned to face his ex. “Whoa!” Remus said, pressing his face to the window. “What is he doing?” They all watched in astonishment as Patton yelled, picking up the plant and chucking it at the yard.

”Oh!” Roman yelled in shock.

Patton let out another yell and stormed into the house. “Patton, take your shoes off,” his ex yelled desperately as Patton stormed into the house. “We observe an Asian household.”

“Should we go help him,” Virgil asked, biting his nail nervously. They heard the sound of things being thrown around and Patton yelling angrily as his ex pleaded with him.

“I think he’s fine,“ Roman said.

Patton came out, holding the TV with both arms and an extra bag in each hand, overflowing with clothes. “Guys,“ he yelled excitedly. “I got it!”

”Wait, Patton,“ his ex yelled after him. “We can work out a system.”

Patton turned to face him once he got close to the car. He frowned. “That’s my shirt,” he said.

”No,“ his ex answered quickly. “This is my shirt.”

“No,“ Patton said. “It has my name on it, it’s my shirt.”

”Patton, don’t drop the TV,” Virgil said, leaning forward anxiously. “Don’t, don’t -”

Everyone hastily got out of the car as Patton started wobbling under the weight of the TV. ”No, no, no!” Remus yelled as Patton half dropped the TV and whirled on his ex.

“Give me my shirt!” Patton yelled angrily. He started trying to take it off him.

Roman quickly ran and pulled Patton of the man. “Hey, Patt, it’s okay, let’s not do that.“ Roman pulled Patton back and Remus and Virgil went to grab the TV.

“Who are these guys?” the ex demanded.

“My roommates!” Patton yelled back angrily.

“Janus, hey,” Patton’s ex said as Janus walked by him and went into the house.

”I’ll get the rest of your stuff back,” Janus said as he walked past.

”Come on, Patt, let’s just talk this through,“ Patton’s ex tried as Patton stormed away.

“Theres nothing to talk about. And give me my shirt back!” Patton yelled angrily.

“No, you gave it to me, I want to keep it.“

Roman was creeping behind Patton. “Give him the shirt, man.”

”No!” Patton‘s ex yelled. “I want it! And I gave Patton this hat, so I guess I’m taking it back.” He reached for a red hat.

Roman grabbed the hat and put it on his head. “What, this hat?” He mocked. “Then I dare you; come take it off my head, pal.”

Patton’s ex stared at Roman nervously. “I dare ya, pal.”

Remus grabbed a yellow Pikachu beanie and put it on. “Give him the shirt back.”

“You guys look ridiculous,” Virgil sighed, looking away.

“Look, dude, give him the shirt back. I bet Patt worked hard on those Jamborees.”

“Yeah, it’s a pun! Jam-bore!”

“Boy made a lot of jam, bud,” Remus said. “You know how time consuming that is? You need a jar funnel, a canner, some fresh fruit. Strawberries, raspberrie, maybe a tayberry, maybe a ripe - ”

”No more fruit, Remus,” Roman said softly.

Patton‘s ex looked horrified. “You live with these people, Patt? Seriously? You can stay here until you find a better place.”

“You know what?” Roman said suddenly. “I don’t like you, stretch. I don’t like anything about you and I’m not afraid to - “

Patton held out a hand. “I got this.” Patton paused for a moment, before waving his hands around slightly. “I’ve got a place to live. It’s done. I’ve spent six years trying to figure you out. But you’re just a guy with pretty hair. ” Patton sighed and threw his hands slightly. “I’m glad you cheated on me. Because if you didn’t, I would have married you.”

Virgil stared as Patton got more heated. “And yeah, I was scared to move on. And yeah, I’m living with three guys I met on the internet. And yeah, stranger danger is a thing. But I love these guys!” Patton said emphatically, gesturing to Roman and Remus. “I barely know them, but I love them.“

Remus patted Patton‘s shoulder awkwardly. “I would take it a little easy with all the love stuff.”

”Yeah,” Roman agreed quietly.

“All of them,” Patton said, sternly looking at Remus.

Virgil leaned over and put on a baseball cap. “Give him back the shirt, man.”

”What happens if I say no?” Patton’s ex asked nervously.

Remus stepped forward. “You know what happens? REMUS happens!” He bitch slapped Patton’s ex.

“Ow,” Patton‘s ex yelped.

Janus walked out pushing a bicycle with some items in the basket. “You know what? Fine! Here, take the damn shirt!” He pulled of the shirt and threw it to Patton.

Janus threw the bell of the bike at Patton’s ex. “Keep the bell.”

Everyone walked to the car. Patton paused before turning and looking at his ex once. “I thought we’d handle this like adults, Patt,” he said.

“Yeah, well, I thought you were the love of my life so..” Patton dropped the shirt on the ground. “Suck it, Mr. Crabs.“ Patton turned and went to join his new family by the car.

He beamed when everyone fist bumped him when he approached

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Patton sat with his roommates in front of their new TV. “What should we watch?” Roman asked after getting all the snacks.

“I have some DVDs!” Patton said excitedly. “Adventures in Babysitting, Prancer, Newsies, Curly Sue.”

”Yep,“ Roman muttered, getting up.

“Going out,“ Virgil said, following him.

“Where are you going?” Patton called to them as Remus got up to follow them. “These are heartwarming films!”

He looked up as Remus tilted his head down and sighed, before heading back and lounging on the couch next to Patton. “okay, Curly Sue, let’s do this,” he sighed.

Patton beamed and went to put it in.

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satureja13 · 11 months

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It's evening and they meet for dinner. (The vendor at the food stand is Jeb's friend Aleki from Strangerville!)

I love to see them so happy <3

Jack had not been sleeping well since he returned from his Star Wars coma. Sai cared for him the first night and then they took turns. So they are quite happy to hear that they are going to have two rooms. One for Jack and his 'caretaker' and one for the others.

Kiyoshi: "It's my turn but the group accomodation might be uncomfortable. Does anyone want to swap?" Saiwa: "He's all yours!" Ji Ho hesitated and was about to offer to spend the night with Jack, but... Jeb: "Come on Ji Ho!" (I really wonder how much they know about Jack and Kiyoshi ^^`)

And then they were finally alone. Jack: "I can't believe you still want me." Kiyoshi: "I will always want you."

This was their fifth woohoo but the first time they really 'made love'. Tenderly and loving.

And this was the first night Jack slept safe and sound since he woke from his coma.

Kabhi Khushi Kabhie Gham - Lata Mangeshkar OST from the Bollywood Movie Kabhi Khushi Kabhie Gham. (I love Sharukh Khan a lot ;)

From the Beginning ~ Underwater Love ~ Latest

#spring at belgraves #Tandoori Palace #simblr #sims 4 story #sims 4 #jack callahan #woo ji ho #vladimir tepesz #giga byte #saiwa #jeb harris #kiyoshi ito #greatuncle stefan #jannis schoplin #evergreen harbor #underwater love #jack kiyoshi woohoo

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edupunkn00b · 3 years

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Like a Roman Candle

A short set of fluffy drabbles showing us how the Sides helped Roman feel special on his birthday.

[ AO3 ] - 600 Words - Rated T for Remus (C’mon, Pat, I hardly said anything!)

Roman woke to the aroma of hot coffee and fruit. He slowly opened his eyes and was greeted by the sight of a sleepy, smiling Virgil, bearing a breakfast tray laden with two coffees, toast, strawberries, and flowers.

"Happy Birthday, Princey,” he drawled, “Now scootch so we can enjoy your birthday breakfast. You've got a big day ahead of you ..."

Roman grinned, sliding over and leaning against the headboard. Virgil set the tray over Roman’s lap and handed the Prince his coffee. They clinked cups before each taking a sip.

Roman sighed contentedly, relishing this perfect start to his day.

Roman convinced Virgil to sleep in just a bit more and then brought his tray down to the kitchen. Patton greeted him with a bear hug and a bright, “Happy Birthday, Roman! "Are you ready for a birthday adventure?”

Roman struck a proper princely pose, “I’m intrigued, Padre. What sort of adventure is waiting for me?”

Patton grinned, handing Roman a satchel packed with two lunches in red and green sacks, a compass, and a map drawn in green ink. “There’s truly only one way for you to find out.”

Bouncing with excitement, Roman bowed, “Farewell, dear Patton! Adventure awaits!”

Roman hiked through the Imagination, checking the map from time to time. The winding path eventually brought Roman to his own castle. Narrowing his eyes, Roman returned the map to his satchel and ran toward the front gate.

As Roman neared the gate, Remus jumped down from a tree, “Ho there, brother! Took you long enough, Ro Bro! I know Virgil had a birthday breakfast planned for you, but did you get stuck on -”

“Re, that’s enough,” interrupted Roman, face beginning to match his sash.

Cackling, Remus gently punched Roman’s shoulder. “Alright, alright. C’mon, let’s go find ourselves a dragon!”

Bloodied and muddied, the brothers stumbled into the common room, leaning on each other for support. Janus looked up from his book, eyebrow raised, “Well, aren’t you the regal duo?”

“You should have seen him, Jannie!,” Remus dropped Roman in a heap on the couch, plopping onto Janus’ lap. Janus snapped away the dirt on his capelet, smiling proudly at the pair. “Ro Bro tamed the dragon!”

Roman beamed, bright grin followed by a groan as the rapidly healing cuts on his face stretched. “Remus was an impressive taming partner. Couldn’t have done it without you, Re.”

“Anytime, birthday boy!”

After a hot shower and some extra healing time, Roman dressed in a fresh set of his usual Princely attire. There was a firm knock at his door. “Please come in,” he called.

Logan stood in the doorway, straightening his tie. “Happy Birthday, Roman,” Logan murmured, bowing his head. “Remus - “ he cleared his throat “ - asked me to fetch you for the next part of your birthday celebration.”

“Why, thank you, Teach!,” Roman gestured toward the hall. “Lead the way!” Smirking, Roman quickly adjusted Logan’s collar when he turned. “ ‘Asked you to fetch me’, huh? Sure that’s all my brother did?”

After a spaghetti dinner - with extra love and cumin - the Sides huddled together on a thick blanket in a field in the Imagination for one last birthday surprise.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, Remus leapt to his feet, counting down, “Three, two, one -“

A riotous burst of fireworks flashed through the darkened sky, illuminating their faces. “Way to end Roman’s day with a bang, Remus!,” Patton chuckled.

Logan leaned close to Roman’s ear, pointing to the bright flashes arcing up from the horizon, “You see those red ones? Remus made sure to include roman candles just for you.”

#like a roman candle #sanders sides fanfic #Happy Birthday Roman!#ts roman #ts virgil #ts patton #ts remus #ts janus #ts logan #fireworks #cw food #fluff #just fluffy drabbles

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tranquil-space-ninja · 3 years

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The Stolen Heart (Sanders' Sides Mob AU)

Chapter 7: Uptown, 1925

TW: Shouting, the beginning of a fist fight

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Remus heard the door to Patton's room slam shut and started running. "REMUS CARUSO, GET BACK HERE THIS INSTANT!" Janus thundered behind him.

"You've got to catch me first, Janny~" Remus called as he sped up. He flew down the hallway and through the kitchen, right into Janus's garden, flew over the hyacinths, went around the vegetable beds a few times, raced back around the house, went in through the front, ran up the stairs, charged down the hall towards Janus--

Wait, what?

The scarred mob boss was standing at the end of the hall with his arms wide open, waiting to catch Remus. The latter couldn't stop in time to avoid crashing into his best friend and being trapped there.

"Remus," Janus said, his voice dangerously calm, "what did you mean when you said I might have to deal with the Luce family soon?" Remus laughed nervously.

"W-well, I maaaayyy have had an... encounter... er, well, a meeting... with Roman.... without your knowledge because I knew you'd say no." Janus groaned and let go of Remus. "Please don't be mad?" Janus pinched the bridge of his nose with a sigh.

"What happened during this meeting?"

"Well...."

Remus looked up as his brother slid into the chair across from him. Roman was dressed similarly to him, in dark sunglasses and a trench coat. "You copied me," Remus giggled. He couldn't see Roman's eyes behind the sunglasses, but he was sure his twin was glaring at him.

"Seriously? After all these years, that's what you say?" Remus nodded, grinning unapologetically. Roman sighed. "Well, I'm glad to see you haven't changed a bit."

"Same here, Ro. So, before we get into things, tell me how you've been? What have you been doing since you left Sicily?"

"Well, I started college. I studied English and writing. I stayed there for about a year before I started running out of money, so I got a day job. I met Logan and Virgil there, and he offered to let me help with just one job with his family, which I accepted. Well, one job turned into two, and suddenly I was too busy for work or college, so I quit both. We all met Patton about a year later and moved in together." Remus grinned.

"Sounds like you've been busy."

"Yeah. You?"

"Eh, I just kinda followed Janny around and did mob work. Nothing special. Now, tell me about your love life. Are you married? Did you find a nice girl?"

"Married, yes. But--" Roman's voice dropped to a whisper, "--to a guy." Remus grinned and leaned closer.

"Even better. When do I get to meet the lucky man?"

"You have. My husband.... is Logan." Remus had to do everything in his power to keep from squealing.

"Lo sapevo! You two had way too much sexual tension to have a professional relationship!" Roman's face flushed as everyone in the restaurant turned to look at them.

"Seriously?"

"What?"

"You were there to steal from us, and you were focusing on our...?"

"Yes, and?" Roman groaned.

"Il coraggio di questo bastardo. Perché ho accettato?" he muttered. Remus pouted.

"Hey, it's not my fault you joined a rival family. How was I supposed to know you were the one in that alley?" Roman sighed.

"You have a point. But, speaking of that, Logan, Virgil, and I would very much appreciate it if you would return Patton to us." Remus grinned evilly.

"So, you want him back?"

"Yes? I just said that."

"Well, Janny won't let him go without a ransom." Roman growled slightly and started muttering in Italian again.

"What does he want?" he asked slowly. Remus thought for a moment.

"All the profits from your next alcohol run--"

"Done." Remus gawked at him.

"Wow. You all really want him back. Also, you didn't let me finish."

"Spiacente. Continue."

"We want all the profits from your next alcohol run. And $100,000. And Logan must dismantle the Luce family and bring his forces to work under Janus." Roman's expression darkened.

"We can give you the money, but join the Morro family? Never. Why the hell would you demand something like that?" Remus shrugged.

"Okay, if that's how you feel. Good luck getting Patton back on your own." Remus turned to go. Roman's hand latched around his arm, but Remus ducked as his brother spun him around and tried to punch him. Remus slipped around and grabbed Roman's arms, restraining him. "That was a stupid move," he growled. Someone cleared his throat behind him. Remus turned to see the waiter smiling nervously at them.

"I'm sorry, if you keep this up, I'm going to have to ask you to leave." Remus let go of Roman, who stumbled forward.

"I was just going." He stormed out of the restaurant and started heading home.

"Remus, what the hell?" The moustached man shrugged.

"I wanted to see him. Besides, I figured I'd set the groundwork for negotiating their housemate's return." Janus growled. The force of the burning rage in his eyes made Remus take a step back.

"IDIOTA! STAVO PER RESTITUIRLO NON APPENA ERA MEGLIO, SENZA ALCUN VINCOLO! SAI COSA HAI FATTO? LOGAN LUCE STA PER ESSERE LIVIDO!" Remus gulped.

"J-Janny?"

"NON HO BISOGNO DI UNA GUERRA CON QUELLA FAMIGLIA IN QUESTO MOMENTO! NON POSSO CREDERE CHE TU LI PROVOCHI IN QUEL MODO! E SE ROMAN AVESSE DEI RINFORZI? AVRESTI POTUTO ESSERE FERITO O UCCISO, CI HAI PENSATO?"

"Janny?"

"NO, NON L'HAI FATTO! NON LO FAI MAI! E QUESTO È IL PROBLEMA! HAI IDEA DI COSA FAREI SE TI PERDESSI? Io I io--" Janus sank to the floor with a small sob. Remus went down with him and put his arm around him. "Sei l'unica famiglia che mi è rimasta, Remus. Non saprei cosa farei se ti perdessi. Mi dispiace per aver urlato, ma per favore stai più attento."

"You switched to Italian," Remus said. Janus gave a soft, bitter laugh.

"Sorry."

"Don't be. It's kinda sexy~" Janus laughed and shoved him lightly before sighing.

"What are we going to do about the Luces?" Remus shrugged.

"Just do what you wanted and give Patton back when he's strong enough to go."

"And if they don't see what we're doing and start a war?" Remus shrugged.

"We'll deal with it. I know we can, Janus."

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#mob au #moceit #sanders sides #patton sanders #janus sanders #remus sanders #roman sanders #logan sanders #logince #patton x janus #logan x roman

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