If y'all want me to stay, would u want the things that I post on insta to be posted on here? Maybe I’ll get some of my beloved people back. For the people who are unfollowing…I don’t know why u followed me in the first place tbh
From my immense follower loss, I feel like you guys don’t like my presence on here anymore. I’ve been decently active but whenever I reblog things I just loose more and more followers. The problem is most likely caused because Thomas doesn’t reblog my stuff anymore. I liked the fact that Thomas was engaged with me but that wasn’t why I began this account. I wanted to spread love and all his wonderful work to you all. But now since I’m not being recognized as much it seems like y'all hate me. If you really want me to leave, just tell me.
Happy 28th birthday! Today’s the day where you can eat as much cake and nobody can judge you for it! I wish you the best birthday you could ever dream of! As another year goes by, I just can’t wait to see what you have in store. Being a fan of yours in the fander community has been one of the best experiences of my life. I love you so much and again, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!❤
It has been one year since I decided to draw a picture of the Sanders Side’s as Monsters, since I created an ask blog, since I started this journey. And man have we come so far. Over three hundred posts, nine thousand followers, and too many asks to count I have enjoyed every step of this adventure and I can’t wait to see where this story leads us next. Thank You, For One Year Of Monster Sides And Happy Halloween
Its been one year since I came up with this au for a quick little drawing, and man has it evolved! I never expected so many people to enjoy this and I am so glad you do, I truly hope you all have had as much fun following this blog as I have making it . I have loved coming up with backstories, choosing monsters, and answering all of your questions. I have big plans for october and I can’t wait to finally start posting again!
Roman and Virgil were uncomfortable. They were in the common room just minding their own business when all of a sudden Logan and Patton started to speak to each other in a different language. Roman and Virgil knew it was French.
Roman thought he could handle their ‘cute talk’, but honestly, he couldn’t. Yeah, he was the Romantic side out of all of them, but too much romance can really get to you.
“Mi amore? Can we go to my room?” Roman asked his love, Virgil. Virgil looked over at Logan and Patton to see them nuzzling noses together. He almost gagged at the sight.
“Sure,” Virgil said and they both sunk down.
“Hm?” Patton hummed and looked around. “Where did Roman and Virgil go?”
Virgil has always wondered why his friend Logan wore something pink every day. It was either a wristband, necklace, tie, or even nail polish. He also wondered why Logan wanted to become a doctor ever since Virgil met him in high school. Or maybe before Logan even met Virgil.
~~~~~
Virgil and Logan were hanging out at Virgil’s house. Virgil noticed that Logan had a pink bracelet on. Logan noticed.
“What is it?” Logan asked.
“Nothing… just that I’ve always noticed you wearing something pink every day,” Virgil said. Logan just nodded. “Why though?”
Logan smiled softly and looked at the bracelet he had on. “A long time ago, both of my mothers had been diagnosed with breast cancer. One of my mothers died because of it before I went to high school. My other mother was just diagnosed with it.”
“Aren’t you sad then?” Virgil questioned. Logan shook his head.
“Not at all. I’m determined to find a cure for cancer that doesn’t involve killing off cells.” Logan said. “I just want to make my mothers proud of me.”
Virgil looked down and then stared into Logan’s eyes.
“Well, if that’s the case, I want to help you find a cure.” Virgil smiled. Logan raised his eyebrows.
“Really?” Logan looked into Virgil’s eyes.
“Of course. I want to help you in any way I can.” Virgil placed his hand on Logan’s hand. “I promise to help you find a cure, no matter what.”
Virgil softly kissed Logan’s lips. Logan kissed back. Virgil pulled away after a few moments and then leaned on Logan.
“Are you sure you want to help me?” Logan whispered.
“Of course, nerd,” Virgil said.
~~~~~
And they did find a cure. Logan found it with Virgil’s help after forty years of researching and advanced technology.
Virgil kept his promise to Logan after all those years of trying and trying again.
You can achieve great stuff if you keep on trying and never give up on it.
“Alright, this question goes to… Logan.” Thomas said. Everyone was in the common room, shooting a video like always. Logan hated to admit it, but he really enjoys doing Q&A videos.
“What is it?” Logan asked, seemingly bored. Though honestly, he was enjoying himself.
“Oh, wow… don’t know if you’ll answer this one,” Thomas muttered under his breath.
“Just say it,” Logan said.
“Do you liiiike someone…?” Thomas stretched the word ‘like’ for more emphasis. “Or at least have feelings for someone?”
“Ah, emotions… the bane of my existence. I do not like anyo-”
“WHERE’S THE LIE!?” Deceit appeared all of a sudden, making everyone scream. Logan, however, knew he was going to pop up eventually.
“Oh, come on! I didn’t lie-”
“Yeah, yeah, keep telling yourself that.” Deceit waved his hand. “Now, what was the question?”
“Someone asked Logan if he liked someone,” Thomas said.
“Ah, right. Logan, who do you like?” Deceit asked. If Deceit was any honest, he would admit that he liked Logan a bit. Deceit liked to mess with Logan and randomly appear as well as interrogate him.
“Lying isn’t logical,” Logan stated.
“And logical isn’t lying.” Deceit said.
Logan’s eyes gave off the impression that he was confused. “Wha- what? What does that even mean?”
Deceit shrugged. “Beats me, you’re the one who said it.”
“I said 'lying isn’t logical’, not the other way around.”
“Oh, well exccuuuussse me.” Deceit put his hands up as if he was surrendering something.
“Can you just go?” Logan asked.
“Logan! Don’t be rude.” Patton said. Logan rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, making Deceit smirk.
“What is it, Logan? Don’t want me to spoil your… secrets?” Deceit narrowed his eyes and looked at Logan. Logan also narrowed his eyes and glared at Deceit.
“What do you know…?” Logan quietly asked.
“Enough…” Deceit muttered.
Everyone looked between them. Logan was glaring at Deceit, and Deceit was glaring at Logan.
“Um… should we give you two some privacy? I feel something happening between you guys.” Roman spoke up, making Logan and Deceit’s eyes widened.
“WHO WOULD EVER DATE HIM!?” They yelled and pointed to each other. They kept glaring at each other.
“Lying snake,” Logan muttered and sunk down.
“Emotionless nerd.” Deceit muttered and also sunk down.
Everyone looked at each other.
“Well, this concludes the end of this video- wasn’t that just interesting?” Thomas smiled at the camera and continued to do his outro.
Patton was walking down the hall when he heard Roman yelling at Logan. Logan wasn’t really yelling back, so maybe he was annoyed. Patton walked to the kitchen entrance.
“What happened?” Patton asked. Roman pointed down at something. Patton looked down and gasped. “A baby!?”
“It’s Virg-” Roman got cut off by Patton pushing the both of them out the way. He kneeled down and cooed at Virgil.
“Well, aren’t you a cutie, yes you are.” Patton booped Virgil on the nose. Virgil giggled. “Anyways, what happened to Virgil?”
“It was Logan’s doing!” Roman yelled and glared at Logan. Logan just crossed his arms.
“It was an accident,” Logan said.
“He left one of his potions out and Virgil accidentally drank it,” Roman explained. “Which would explain why there’s a pink liquid everywhere.”
“I also must’ve done the experiment wrong…” Logan muttered.
“That’s all you care about!? Virgil is stuck like this!”
“No, he isn’t. There’s a way to reverse the effect. I just need a little time to figure it out.”
“Alright, Logan. You figure things out, I’m going to find this little cutie some clothes that fit him.” Patton picked up Virgil in his hoodie that was now too big for him. “Roman, you tell Deceit, Honesty, Remy, Emile, Rebel and Remus what’s going on.”
“Why my brother?” Roman asked.
“Because.” Patton shrugged and looked at Logan. “I believe you can do it, Logan.”
Patton smiled at him and sunk down. Logan’s face grew warm.
“Are you okay, nerd?” Roman asked.
“I’m FiNe!” Logan’s voice cracked. He coughed and walked away.
“Right…”
~~~~~~~~~~
Everyone was gathered in the common room, waiting for Patton to show up. Logan was reading a book about potions. Then Patton rose up with a baby Virgil wearing a cat hoodie and ripped jeans. He had eyeshadow on, but it looked a bit messy. Virgil was giving Patton a look of displeasure.
“What? I don’t do eyeshadow, especially when it’s under your eyes…” Patton muttered to him and gave him an awkward smile. Virgil just glared at him and noticed the others. Emile and Honesty were trying hard not to squeal.
“Why is there a baby here?” Emile asked and stood up. He walked over to Patton and the mysterious baby. Honesty joined him.
“It’s Virgil.” Patton smiled.
“What? What happened to him?” Honesty asked.
“He accidentally drank a potion.”
Everyone looked at Logan. Logan just kept reading, but he felt the eyes of everyone burn his skin, especially Roman’s.
“Alright, is there a way to turn him back?” Remy asked and stood up.
“Of course, that’s why Logan is reading,” Patton said.
Then Remus, Deceit, and Rebel stood up and walked over.
“Oh, wow… he’s adorable,” Remus said and Virgil hissed at the three of them. “Oh, still feisty I see.”
Patton backed away from the three of them, unsure whether he could trust them around Virgil.
“What? It’s not like we’ll hurt him…” Rebel said. Deceit looked at him, Rebel glared at Deceit. Deceit stayed silent.
“I still don’t trust you guys around Virgil,” Patton said. “You three will not be around Virgil, do I make myself clear?”
“Yes…” The three muttered.
“Good, now Roman… I need you to look after Virgil for a while. I have to do something.” Patton looked over at Roman. Then Virgil sunk down out of Patton’s arms. “What the-!?”
Virgil rose up on the couch next to Logan.
“LoLo!” Virgil yelled and pointed to Logan. Logan looked at Virgil, surprisingly.
“You want Logan to look after you?” Patton asked. Virgil nodded. “Logan?”
“I… guess I have time.” Logan flushed.
“Alright, I guess that’s fine. Don’t let him out of your sight.”
Roman was in his room, bored out of his mind. He flipped over on his bed and groaned.
“Why is there nothing to do today?” Roman asked himself. “Maybe because Thomas is sick…”
Roman rolled out of bed. Literally. He hurt his side and he slowly got up.
“Ouch… okay, I could paint, but I don’t feel like it. I could sing, but my voice is cracked… hm. I have nothing to do.” Roman muttered. Then he passed by his mirror. He stopped and retraced back to the mirror. He looked at himself. Since Thomas was sick, Roman didn’t look his best.
His creativity was no more. Shot. Dead…
Roman sighed. “I look… disgusting. Like always. I wish I actually had the confidence in myself to get things done, but I just can’t…” Roman had tears in his eyes and some of them dropped down his cheeks and onto the floor.
Then a knock came to his door. Roman jumped.
“Roman? Can I come in?” A voice asked. Roman knew who it was.
Virgil.
Roman quickly wiped his tears. “Yeah, come in.”
Virgil opened the door to Roman’s room. He walked inside and closed the door.
“Hey…” Virgil muttered.
“What can I do for you, Virgil?” Roman smiled. Virgil looked at him. He could’ve sworn that smile he had on was fake. But, he shrugged it off.
“I was looking for my hairpin, have you seen it?” Virgil asked and walked over to him. Virgil looked into Roman’s eyes. “Have you been crying?”
“What? No, of course not.” Roman grinned.
“Uh-huh… anyways, have you?”
“I don’t think I have, sorry,” Roman said.
Virgil sighed. “Thanks anyways…”
“You’re welcome.” When Virgil left, Roman’s smile dropped into a frown. The tears were back and harsher than ever.
Another year, another party. It was the same every year for Logan. Practice the viola before, perform the viola at the party, thank the queen for letting him perform, and then go home and rest.
Every year. Always the same, boring thing.
Until it wasn’t.
~~~~~
It was the day of the party as Logan was wearing a mask to cover his face as well as carrying his viola to the platform. He stood at the center while the others were setting up their instruments.
A few minutes passed and people were already arriving. Logan cued for the others to start the music. Everyone started to dance and talk and have a great time.
Except for Logan, of course.
He wanted to experience it up close, not be on stage performing all evening. His eyes wandered the crowd as he saw a male in a tuxedo and mask going outside to the gardens.
‘Interesting…’ Logan thought as his eyes searched for the queen. She would normally be eating at the food table… and there she was, at the food table. Logan cued for the others to keep playing while he stopped and put his viola down. He walked over to the queen. She noticed him instantly.
“What is it, Logan?” She asked.
“I apologize, but suddenly I do not feel well.” Logan lied and then faked a cough.
“Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that! You poor thing, you better get home and rest.” She said. Logan nodded and walked away. He made it seem like he was leaving, but then he diverged from his path and went to the gardens door. He walked out and searched for the male that went out.
The boy was sitting on a bench near the hedges and bushes and in front of the flower beds. Logan noticed that the boy had his mask off. Logan took his mask off and walked over to him.
“May I sit with you?” Logan asked, startling the boy. He put his mask on and stood up to face him. He didn’t say a word, just stared at Logan. “I have my mask off and you put yours on? This does not seem fair.”
The boy stayed silent as Logan walked up to him and flicked his mask, making the boy flinch. He looked at Logan a bit more and then slowly took his mask off again. He had messy black hair and purple eyes. His face was pale, maybe foundation. Logan couldn’t look away from him, so he just put his hand out.
“Logan,” Logan said and the boy put his hand in Logan’s.
“Um… Virgil.” He muttered. Virgil nodded.
“Can we sit down? My legs are metaphorically killing me.” Logan felt his legs hurting from standing for two hours.
“Oh, sure,” Virgil said and they both sat down on the bench.
“So, what made you come here? You definitely do not look like you like parties like this.” Logan commented.
“My friends made me come here. I do not like parties at all.”
“Ah, friends. Never really had any.”
“Oh…”
As they continued to talk, the night moved along. But to them, it felt like they’ve known each other for months; even years.
Logan looked at the nearby clock.
Midnight.
“Oh, I should go home.” Logan then stood up, only for Virgil to pull him back.
“Wait!” Virgil yelled.
“What is it?” Logan asked. Virgil stood up and fumbled with his hands.
“W-when can I see you again…?” Virgil quietly asked.
Logan smiled. “I perform at the nearby cafe. It’s not far from here.”
“The Black Lily cafe?”
“Indeed.”
“I’ve always wanted to go there, but I don’t have enough money…”
“Hm… perhaps I can order you something sometime?” Logan questioned.
“But, I don’t want you to waste your money on me,” Virgil said and looked down.
“Nonsense, it is not called 'wasting’ if I am buying it for a beguiling boy like yourself.” When Logan said that, Virgil blushed a deep red.
“N-no, I a-am n-not… whatever you just s-s-said.” Virgil crossed his arms and looked away.
Logan shrugged. “Whatever you say, the offer is still on the table. I’ll see you soon…”
Logan grabbed Virgil’s hand in his and slowly kissed the back of it. He looked up to see Virgil’s reaction. Virgil’s eyes were wide and he definitely did not expect Logan to do that.
“I’ll see you soon, Virgil,” Logan said and walked away with his mask in hand. Then he turned and dropped the mask on the ground. He strode away.
Virgil looked at his mask he dropped. He walked over to it and picked it up. He smiled and placed it close to his chest.
It was six am and Logan had been working throughout the night without a break. His fingers felt sore and were almost numb from typing for ten hours straight. He didn’t even hear the door open, he was too busy to notice.
“Logan?” A raspy voice spoke up. Probably from lack of sleep or because they were sick.
“Yes, Virgil?” Logan’s voice was raspy and cracked. He didn’t speak for over ten hours. He cleared his throat but continued to work.
“How long were you working for?” Virgil asked and rubbed his eyes. Logan looked at the clock on his computer.
“Ten…” Logan muttered.
“Ten minutes?”
Logan shook his head. “Hours.”
Virgil’s eyes widened. “Ten hours!? Logan, you really need to sleep.”
Virgil crossed his arms. Logan barely heard him since his vision was starting to go hazy. He rubbed his eyes and he felt a hand being placed on his shoulder.
“Logan. Sleep.” Virgil said. Logan’s eyes were half-way closed. Virgil sighed and decided to pick him up even though Logan was significantly taller than he was.
Virgil pulled Logan’s chair away from the desk and slowly picked him up with much struggle.
“Jesus, dude… why do you have to be the tallest?” Virgil breathed out and walked over to Logan’s bed. He not-so-gently placed Logan on his bed. “Sleep or I swear…”
“Can you at least save my work?” Logan asked. “And get me water and something to eat and more blankets a-”
“Say one more ‘and’ and I swear to god.” Virgil placed his hands on his hips. Then he went over and saved Logan’s work on his computer.
“And can you stay with me while I sleep?” Logan quietly asked.
“Lo- wait, what?” Virgil turned to Logan. Logan had his back turned to him.
“Nothing…”
“Logan? Tell me what you said.”
“…Can you stay with me while I sleep?” Logan asked again. Virgil felt his heart race from within his chest.
“Sure,” Virgil said and pulled a chair up to Logan’s bedside. He sat down and Logan turned to him. Virgil pulled the covers over Logan and took off his tie and glasses. He set them down and watched as Logan got comfortable. He settled on a position where he was facing Virgil.
Logan closed his eyes. A few minutes passed and Virgil thought Logan was asleep. He softly smiled.
“Why do I love a nerd like you…?” Virgil sighed and was surprised he got a response.
“I don’t know, why do you?” Logan asked. He opened his eyes. Virgil blushed a deep red and he felt like melting then and there.
Virgil was in the kitchen. He put some bread in the toaster and looked at the fork on the counter. He picked it up and looked at the toaster. He wondered what would happen if he put it in the toaster. He slowly guided the fork to the toaster, but then someone pushed him against the other counter. He looked up and saw Roman.
“Virgil! What on Earth were you thinking!?” Roman yelled. Virgil looked at him.
“I… don’t know,” Virgil muttered.
“Well, please don’t do that ever again, alright?”
Virgil nodded and Roman watched him make his sandwich he was originally making.
~~~~~
All week, Virgil has been getting into more trouble than Roman has. He almost fell down the stairs; Roman was there to save him. He almost broke his ankle while doing his battle routine; Roman saved him from that one too. He fell off a ladder; only to be saved by Roman. He even almost choked on something; then saved by Roman again.
Roman and the others have had enough of Virgil’s close deaths, so they sat him on the couch.
“It’s too early for this. Why am I here?” Virgil yawned.
“It’s… twelve pm, kiddo,” Patton said.
“Oh, is it? I haven’t noticed… why am I here again?”
“Because of your behavior lately. It’s almost like you want to die.” Logan said.
“I hate to admit what has just been said, but Logan’s right. Kiddo, tell us what’s happening.” Patton said.
Virgil stayed quiet and sighed. “I’m way too tired for this…”
Virgil got up and his feet immediately fell out from under him. Roman moved forward and caught Virgil in his arms. They were both on the ground. Roman was holding Virgil in his arms.
“Virgil? Are you really okay?” Roman asked and pulled Virgil up to his chest.
“N-no… Roman, I’m sleep-deprived and I hate it… please help me.” Virgil cried and held onto Roman.
Roman had never seen Virgil so desperate for some help. He softly smiled and held him closer.
“Of course.”
~~~~~
Roman carried Virgil to his room and put him down on his bed. He pulled the covers over him and Virgil curled up into a ball. Then Virgil sat up and took his hoodie off. He threw it on Roman and laid back down and curled up again. Roman rolled his eyes and put his hoodie somewhere else. Roman looked at Virgil.
“…Looking at me like that won’t make me fall asleep.” Virgil muttered.
“Why aren’t you sleeping? Is there a reason?” Roman asked. Virgil flushed.
“Well, mostly insomnia… and that I lost something that helps me sleep.”
“What is it?”
“…A stuffed cat.”
Roman’s eyes widened. “You sleep… with a stuffed cat?”
“Shut up! I should’ve never told you, now you’re gonna make fun of me…” Virgil rolled onto his side, facing away from Roman.
“No, I won’t. I can sleep with you if you need to. I just want to help you sleep.” Roman said.
“Sleeping with me… could help,” Virgil muttered. Roman smiled.
“Alright then. Scoot over.”
Virgil scooted over and Roman lied down next to Virgil. Virgil turned to Roman and cuddled closer to him.
“This helps me sleep,” Virgil said quickly.
“Of course,” Roman smirked and wrapped his arms around Virgil. Virgil’s face grew red; he didn’t say anything else and just closed his eyes.
Virgil was in the common room, on the couch. He moved his foot and accidentally kicked something. He looked down and saw a torn-up tennis ball. He reached down and picked it up. He looked at it for a second before throwing it to his left.
Then something blew past him like the wind, grabbing the ball in its teeth. It returned to Virgil. Virgil looked at it and put his feet up on the couch.
It was a white dog with brown spots.
“Ah, what- how’d you get in here!?” Virgil hissed at it. It backed away, letting Virgil see the rest of it. It had a red sash and a crown. “Wait… Roman?”
The dog barked, making Virgil hold onto the couch and scoot away from it. The dog backed away and whimpered.
“Unless you’re not Roman and just his pet dog or something,” Virgil muttered. The dog didn’t respond and looked at Virgil. “What? Why are you staring at me?”
The dog reached down and picked up the ball. It walked to in front of Virgil and presented the tennis ball to him.
“I’m confused… do you want to play or something?” Virgil asked and grabbed the tennis ball from his mouth. The dog nodded. “Alright…”
~~~~~
After playing with the mysterious dog, Virgil was exhausted. He lied down on the couch and felt the dog hop onto it.
“You shouldn’t be on the couch. Logan will be mad.” Virgil said. The dog looked at him. “Yeah, you’re right. Screw Logan.”
Virgil yawned and curled up on the couch. The dog went in between Virgil and the end of the couch and curled up next to Virgil’s stomach. Virgil smiled.
Virgil originally didn’t like dogs, but this one made him happy. Maybe because it reminded him of his husband, Roman.
He smiled at the thought and slowly closed his eyes.
Ever wanted to play a Sanders Sides challenge in the Sims 4? Well, now you can!
Rules: 1. Thomas and the Sides must be apart from each other. (Thomas in one house, the Sides in another to make it kinda like the mindpalace) 2. You can put any ship together. (Except for Polyam ships since the Sims 4 doesn’t allow ships like that… I know, it’s stupid) 3. The Sides can visit Thomas any time they want and vice versa. 4. There can be OCs if you so wish, but they have to be in a separate house. 5. Thomas has to be an aspiring actor since he loves acting. (If you don’t have the expansion pack, then he can have a job that involves talking to people/being around others) 6. Virgil, in the beginning, has to not like the Dark Sides and must be close-to enemies with them. But after a week, he can befriend them. He also has to be acquaintances with Roman since Virgil doesn’t fully trust him yet. 7. Roman and Remus do not get along in the beginning. After a week, you can have them befriend each other. 8. Patton must bake when he’s nervous/sad/mad. (He can bake anytime, really…) 9. You can add Emile and Remy to the game as well. And you can add Thomas’ friends too. 10. You can also do a Gender-Swap version of this challenge if you wish to.
That’s, hopefully, all of the rules I came up with :3
Remy watched as Roman and Virgil set up the spot in the Imagination.
“Y'know, we could use some help,” Virgil mumbled as he dragged a table across the grass.
“I’d rather not.” Remy said, checking things off of the clipboard. He watched as Patton and Logan set up the food and checked off one more thing. All he needed was the special something. ‘Alright, time to ask Janus…’
~~~~~
“You want me to make what!? Do you know how hard it is to make it when your date is tonight?” Janus nearly yelled his head off at Remy for not coming earlier.
“I know, I know… but I just need you to do it. Please, Janus… it’s for Emile, he deserves the best.” Remy pleaded.
“Ugh, fine. Remus, let’s do this.” Janus snapped his fingers.
“Oh, we doing this now? Alright…” Remus replied, getting up from Janus’ bed and throwing his deodorant across the room, “I’ll be back, sweet, sweet, Deo…”
Janus looked at Remus, “Why do I love you, you whale penis…”
~~~~~
Remy knocked on Emile’s door with an arrangement of lilies in his hands, Emile’s favorite flower. Emile opened the door, looking like he got hit by a bus.
“Holy- what happened to you, babe?” Remy asked.
“Don’t 'babe’ me, you forgot something very important to me!” Emile yelled.
“I know I did, and I promise to make it up to you, just please meet me in the Imagination forest underneath the weeping willow trees. And… wear something nice.” Remy smiled a bit, kissed Emile’s cheek, handed him the bouquet, and walked away.
Emile looked at the bouquet of lilies, “At least he gave me something valuable…”
Emile closed the door and placed the lilies on his desk. He opened his closet and searched around. His eyes stopped on a dress he hadn’t worn yet.
'I haven’t worn a dress in front of Remy…’ Emile reached out to grab it, only to hesitate, 'Do I…? Come on… I can do this.’
Emile took the long-sleeved dress out. It was pastel pink and the sleeves were see-through. It had pastel purple and pastel blue mixed into the skirt.
Emile put the dress on and looked in the mirror. He took a deep breath.
Wait.
'What time did he say to meet him?’ Emile thought.
~~~~~
'Did I say a time to meet me here?’ Remy thought. He looked at his watch. 'Any second now, I suppose…’
He was wearing a black tux with a rose stuffed in his pocket which Roman thought would look 'charming’.
'I look ridiculous…’ Remy sighed.
Then he saw Emile step out from behind the bushes. Remy’s heart figuratively stopped when he saw Emile.
'God, he’s hot…!’ Remy coughed a bit to control his blushing and covered his face a bit. Emile saw Remy and also blushed. He frowned when he saw the rose. He opened his mouth, but Remy cut him off, “Roman.”
“Ah…” Emile nodded. Emile walked up to Remy, “What are we doing here?”
“Come with me.” Remy took Emile by the hand and dragged him over to where the table with food was at.
“Remy… did you do this by yourself?” Emile thought.
“N-” Remy got cut off when a pinecone hit him on the head. He turned and saw everyone in the bushes. 'What the hell are they doing here!?’
“Say you did!” Virgil whisper-yelled.
“Remy, what are you looking at?” Emile nearly turned his head, but Remy put his hands up to Emile’s cheeks, stopping him. Emile blushed.
“U-Um… yes, I did do this by myself. No one helped me.” Remy lowered his hands. Remy coughed, “Shall we sit down?”
“Of course!” Emile smiled.
~~~~~
While they were eating, Remy answered some of Emile’s questions with the help of the others, and Emile didn’t expect a thing. Well, hopefully, he didn’t.
When Emile was looked out to the lake, Remy got hit in the head with a tiny box. He looked at the ground and saw that it was the special something. Remy grinned, silently thanking Janus and Remus, and he picked it up.
“Emile,” Remy said.
“Yes, Remy?” Emile looked at him, smiling.
“Here.” Remy slid the box over to Emile. Emile looked down at it in shock. He took the box and opened it. “Promise that you’ll be mine no matter what…?”
Emile giggled a bit with tears in his eyes, “Of course, Remy.”
Inside the box was a silver ring that said 'R + E = Forever ♥’.
What’s this? A rewrite of @askmonstersides‘s AU? Why, yes. Yes it is. I rewrote it mostly because I needed to add some key details and some ships… I’ll put the ships in the tags and I hope you guys enjoy! I don’t think permission expires, right? They gave me permission, so… I would hope that it doesn’t expire…
