((Yo yo yo! Spacey here! Big shout out to @sanders-trash-4ever for helping me so much with this! Please head the warnings! This chapter depicts a flash back, and an abusive scene! I won’t be upset if you can’t read it, take care of yourselves!!! Also! Drayke is the dragon witch and the section in the middle that is all italics is the flash back))

Warnings: Child abuse, depictions of child abuse, flash backs, bullying, swearing, yelling, fighting

Words: 1813

Patton did not enjoy school. Now, he wasn’t one to say he ‘hated’ anything, but he was getting pretty close to using the h-word when it came to school. He was a freshmen, which wasn’t too fun, and most people didn’t exactly enjoy his sunny disposition, which was also okay! He didn’t need people to like him, but he would appreciate if they wouldn’t be so mean because of it!

In middle school it had been easier to hide getting picked on. Roman only saw him when he picked him up, but now he saw him everyday in the halls. He knew he could just join his brother and not have to worry about it, but that felt so invasive. Roman didn’t get much of a life outside of him and their younger brothers, so it felt awfully mean to take away his only time free of them.

He almost wished he could be more like Roman. Roman had several friends from the theatre department who had been his friend since middle school! Patton just didn’t have the easiest time making long term friends with people. He did what he could whenever anyone asked, but after that they were done. He couldn’t blame them, he couldn’t exactly hang out much or have people over without stressing Roman out, so he tended to just not. It was easier, everything he did that kept him from home or brought more people home made it more difficult on Ro.

Which is why he hated that he was stuck in mandatory after school tutoring.

Not only did he feel dumb, but it meant Roman had to come back to school after picking up Virgil and Logan, which wasn’t fair to any of them. It usually took Roman until four to come get him, which was fine! He didn’t mind waiting, but since tutoring ended at three-thirty, his bullies had plenty of time to tease and taunt him. Patton could handle that, their words weren’t anything he hadn’t heard before, but sometimes they wouldn’t attack him and that’s when he couldn’t handle it.

“God your just as stupid as your brother,” one of the juniors snapped, “Don’t even know when someone is insulting you.”

Patton tried the best he could, but he couldn’t stop the anger rising in his chest. No one insulted Roman! Roman was an amazing;y smart person who did a lot for everyone he met! He jumped from the bench he was sitting on and glared at the taller boy in front of him, “I don’t care if you’re mean to me, but don’t you dare be mean to my brother you-you witch!”

He could feel his rage growing as his outburst was met with laughter from the older kids around him, before the ring leader raised his hand and Patton was suddenly thrown into the past.

Virgil was standing in front of their dad, tiny fist clenched with Logan right behind him. Patton desperately wanted to run out there, but fear kept his feet rooted in place. He was fighting against everything in him he could, while silently begging for Virgil to just shut up and for Roman to please just get home.

“Logan’s just little leave him alone! You’re just mad ‘cause he’s smarter than you!” Virgil screeched with all the power his small eleven year old body could muster.

Everything froze when their dad started laughing, quietly at first before erupting into a massive roar. Patton rushed forward, feet finally un-frozen, and scooped Logan up as their dad’s eyes were closed. Just as he was about to grab Virgil’s hand, their dad stopped and everything froze again. Only to come alive when Patton felt their dad’s hand on his wrist yanking him forward.

“Did you teach him how to joke? I know you used to like those stupid puns,” their dad mused, before pulling on Patton’s arm again, “Well?”

Patton bit back a whimper, gaze focused on the hand locked around his wrist, “I-I-”

“Spit it out!”

A yelp escaped Patton’s throat as his dad yanked his arm up, causing him to drop Logan, “Sor-sorry! I-I guess I did-”

Another cry escaped his throat as their dad tightened his hold and hoisted him up so he was stuck on his tiptoes and staring him the eyes.

“I don’t want to see any of you for the rest of the night got it? And don’t think I won’t be telling Roman how you couldn’t handle watching your helpless baby brothers for twenty minutes.”

With that, he dropped Patton’s wrist, allowing him to crumple on the floor by his little brothers, before he stormed away towards the living room, not sparing a glance back at his crying son who could only think of the kind man he used to be.

Remy couldn’t believe what he was seeing, a group of kids were surrounding the cute flighty kid from his math class who was laying on the ground and- was he crying?! Oh no, this was not going to be a thing at all. He’d go get a teacher and- Wait. Did Drayke just kick him?! Crushes aside, Remy was not going to let this go on for another second. Besides, teachers were next to useless at this school.

“Hey!” He yelled, adjusting his shades and sauntering forward, “Don’t know if you guys care but there’s a teacher headed this way and frankly y’all look a bit guilty of putting the biggest teacher’s pet on the ground. Don’t think I’d stick around if I were y’all.”

He watched, feigning uninterested as Drayke’s cronies booked it around the side of the school, leaving just him and the asshole who started it all.

“I’m not as stupid as them,” Drayke spit, throwing his thumb back to gesture to his ‘friends,’ “I know the teachers never come over here, not matter what.”

“Next time you might wanna tell that to your buds, ‘cause right now this is reminding me a lot of a highschool cliche,” Remy went on, trying to ignore the boy whimpering by his feet, “Bully gets taken down a peg by the much more handsome protagonist, that’d be me by the way, who then kicks the bullies ass for fun!”

Drayke snorted, rolling his eyes, “You used to be my friend, but now it’s like you think you’re so much better than me.”

“Oh sweetheart, that’s cause I am better than you,” Remy laughed, before booping Drayke on the nose, “Shouldn’t you be lettin’ your ‘crew’ know how you bested me by now?”

A growl rumbled from Drayke’s throat, reminding Remy of a dragon, before he turned around and stalked off, no doubt thinking of how to make this whole encounter seem like he won.

Remy shook his head before turning to see two big brown eyes staring up at him. Shit.

“Oh uh, glad you’re awake.”

Smooth Remy! Now all you have to do is actually shove your foot into your mouth.

“You stopped them,” Remy watched in horror as Patton’s bottom lip began to wobble and fresh tears fell from his eyes, “You helped me.”

“Um, yeah?”Shit, no, don’t make him feel bad like it’s obvious you’d help! “I mean, Drayke’s a real piece of work, and not one you’d find in a museum.”

Patton’s hand shoots up to cover his mouth as he giggles, and Remy can’t help but notice how his entire face lights up at the lame joke.

“Wow,” Patton grins, rubbing at the tears making their way down his face, “You came up with that with ease-el!”

“Was… was that another pun?”

“Uh huh, sorry it was a bit sketchy! I’m not sure I framed it right,” Patton’s smile grew even wider as Remy began to chuckle.

“You just got beaten up, probably forced into a flash back, and here you are making jokes. I can’t even top that,” He went on, crouching down beside the lower-classman, “Honestly, where have you been all my life? I need some sunshine.”

Remy smirked as a blush covered the other boy’s face and he pulled his knees up to his chest, “I mean, if I can make you laugh after you saved me I think it’s the least I can do.”

“Hey, hun, look at me. I look great, so it shouldn’t be hard to for just a second,” Another lame joke, rewarded with a small smile from Patton as he turned his head, “There yah go, now listen. I helped you because I wanted to. I’ve honestly wanted to talk to you for a while, but I never could find a reason that didn’t seem weird, so in reality I should be thanking you for not making me actually have to work up the courage to talk to you.”

“You-I- you wanted to talk to me?!” Patton squeaked, face turning beet red.

God, how much cuter could this dude be?

“Of course! Look at you! You’re nice and funny, and god people are so mean to you and girl let me tell you, you do not deserve it, but you take it anyway. Hell, I’d say I admire you for everything you do and I bet I don’t even know the half of what you go through.”

Now, normally, Remy is pretty good at predicting what’s gonna happen when he talks. He thought that after this little speech Patton may be a little creeped out, but he’d still say thank you and offer him another million dollar smile because he’s a gentleman god dammit, but no. Instead, Remy ends up with this freshman practically tackling him into a hug.

“Hey! Not that I am not loving this, like seriously you give amazing hugs, but take it easy. I don’t want you getting hurt anymore today.”

“Sor-Sorry,” Patton sniffled as he pulled away, causing Remy to wince internally, he didn’t mean to make him cry again! “It’s just been a bit since someone who wasn’t my brothers complimented me. I didn’t realize how much I needed a friend.”

“Well, I hope you don’t mind cause you’re stuck with me now,” Remy vows, throwing an arm around Patton, “Sucks if you do cause I’m like a parasite.”

“Don’t call yourself a parasite! You’re much cuter than a parasite!” Protested Patton, lightly swatting Remy on the arm, much to his amusement.

“Okay, okay, but um,” Remy coughed, nodding his head to the front circle where cars were showing up to pick up their kids, “Do you know that angry guy stalking towards us? Cause if not we may need to book it.”

“Oh! No that’s just Roman! He’s my brother,” Patton grinned, lifting his hand and waving, leaving Remy to wonder in mild horror about how he had managed to get a crush on Roman Sanders’ little brother and not realize it. No way was he gonna survive Sophomore year at this rate.

The Oldest Brother

((hey y'all!! So this is in honor of 328 followers! I’ve wanted to get it written for a while but this morning inspiration struck and boom it was done! I hope you enjoy))

Words: 1852

Warnings: fighting, yelling, panic attacks, crying, broken objects, if there is anything else let me know

Roman loved being an only child, having all his parents attention was amazing, that is until Patton was born. Suddenly, his solo quest to save his ‘kingdom’ became journeys talking to his babbling brother who still couldn’t walk. He’d sit with Patton and tell him stories for hours, pretending to be fellow knights on a journey to save their kingdom. When his dad had asked why he wasn’t running around the house as much Roman had simply told him that every knight needed their rest, and besides his companion couldn’t keep up and he couldn’t just leave him behind. His dad had smiled, ruffled his hair, and let him know how noble that was. Roman had never felt more proud of himself.

Eventually, Patton learned how to walk and talk and did so with vigor, much to Roman’s delight. Their parents would laugh and smile as they ran through the house, yelling about how they needed to protect the magnificent king and queen from something called a dragon witch. When asked about said creature, Roman would explain that him and Patton couldn’t agree on a bad guy, so this was their compromise. Patton had said that dragons weren’t all bad, and Roman, ever the diplomat and never one to upset his baby brother, had agreed and told him that it was also a witch so it was okay to fight.

That year for Patton’s birthday Roman had begged his parents to let him go to Build-a-Bear so he could make him a dragon witch. Roman would never forget the look of delight, then apprehension, on Patton’s face when he opened it.

“But Roro dragon witches are bad!” He had cried, looking up at his brother who smiled.

“It’s okay Patty, this dragon witch is good! She wants to protect you, and she doesn’t mind pretending to be the bad guy for us when we play.”

With that Patton had smiled the biggest smile and surged forward, chubby toddler arms hugging Roman as tightly as possible.

Then Logan had been born and immediately Roman could tell he was different. He was a lot more fussy than Patton, always yelling and getting into everything, crawling around the house, figuring out how to get things Roman didn’t want him to, and following him everywhere. At first he had been frustrated with his youngest brother, until his mom explained to him Logan just thought he was interesting.

“Mom, Logan won’t leave me alone!” He yelled for the fifth time today, as the one year old pulled on his leg for the third time.

“Roman, honey, I don’t know why this upsets you so much, you used to love when Patton would do this,” she said, coming into the living room and picking up Logan who let out a shriek of protest making grabby hands at Roman.

“I’m ten now, too old for babies,” he told her matter of factly, wrinkling his nose at his brother, “Besides, Patton wasn’t as annoying.”

His mom laughed, shaking her head, “You’re never going to be too old for your brothers. I also find it kind of funny that you think Logan’s annoying when he just thinks you’re the coolest thing, isn’t that right Little Lolo?”

Logan made a gurgling noise as he squirmed in her arms, reaching out for Roman again.

Roman looked at his mom, “What do you mean?” he asked holding his arms out for Logan who readily moved into his arms and started playing with his shirt.

“Think about it, if Logan doesn’t like something he’s not afraid to let us know, but if he thinks something is interesting he will not leave it alone. Like the bees,” his mom explained, a gentle smile crossing her face as Roman looked at his brother.

“I remember that! He wouldn’t leave those poor creatures alone until you got him that bee plushee!”

“Exactly! To him, you’re the most interesting thing in the world, isn’t that cool?”

Roman shrugged, watching his brother rest his head on his shoulder, eyes closing, “I mean I get it, I am pretty cool. Maybe it isn’t the worst thing.”

His mom smiled, ruffling his hair, “That’s my boy. Now, I have to go get Patton up from his nap. You got him?”

Roman nodded, sitting down on the couch and holding his little brother close, silently vowing to protect his youngest brother just like he protected his middle brother.

Then Virgil had come along and Roman wasn’t sure how to feel. Virgil was already five and had his own parents, so why did he need Roman’s?

Of course his mom and dad had explained to both him and Patton why they were taking in Virgil, but he hadn’t missed the tired looks in both their eyes at the idea of another kid. They had explained that Virgil was actually their cousin, and his parents had been deemed unfit to take care of him, so they were taking him in so he didn’t go into foster care. They had been explicitly clear that Virgil probably wouldn’t like them that much at first, he had been through a lot, but they needed to be their for him when they could.

Roman still didn’t exactly get it, how could parents not take care of their kids? But, he did his best to be ready for Virgil. I mean, he was his brother now which meant he needed to be protected at all cost. That’s how it went, Roman had realized, since he was the oldest it was his job to take care of the others, so he would even if he didn’t get it.

Then Virgil had actually moved in and Roman had no idea what to do with this kid who seemed closer to Logan’s age than Patton’s. He had tried to tell him stories like he had Patton, but Virgil had just stared at him, eyes clouded with confusion. So, then he tried to do puzzles with him like he would Logan. He asked him riddles, had their parents get him puzzles for older kids, which backfired stupendously.

After that, his parents had to teach him what a panic attack was.

Feeling rather crestfallen, Roman wasn’t exactly sure what to do. He wanted Virgil to feel comfortable, he wanted him to be able to come to him, and most importantly he didn’t want him to have another panic attack ever again, but it wasn’t that easy and Roman wasn’t exactly known for his patience.

When he saw Virgil laying with Patton one day he lost it. He stopped trying to take care of Virgil, if he didn’t want him then so be it, he could be Patton’s problem.

And then their parents started fighting. Roman wasn’t sure what to do, they had never fought like this before and honestly he was scared, but he couldn’t afford to be, his brothers needed him.

He was trying to distract Logan when he heard the sound of a glass shattering from down stairs and he knew things were escalating. Acting quickly, he picked up a confused Logan and ran to Patton’s room to see a sight that broke his heart. Patton was trying to console a crying Virgil who couldn’t seem to breath to no avail.

“Patty it’s okay,” he reassured, running over with Logan still in his arms, “Why don’t you take Logan to my room and we’ll be there in a minute okay?”

Patton nodded, grabbing Logan from Roman and leaving quickly, letting Roman know how scared he really was when he didn’t even try to stay.

With the door firmly shut, Roman turned to the scared kid in front of him who still couldn’t seem to breath, “Hey Virgil, it’s okay I promise you. I just need you to open your eyes and breath for me okay? We can do it together.”

Roman watched as Virgil forced his eyes open and he smiled, hoping to reassure him, “There we go, now breathe in for seven, like this, perfect. Okay now we are going to hold for four okay? Excellent, you’re doing really well, now out for eight. Hey it’s okay, we can try again. If it’ll help you can put your hand to my chest like you do for Patty. That’s it okay now let’s try again.”

On they went, five minutes passing before Virgil finally got his breathing fully under control.

“Pat says I can trust you,” Virgil’s voice was just a whisper as he stared up at Roman through his bangs.

“I like to think you can,” Roman told him with a shrug, “But if you want to that is up to you, not anyone else. I promise I will protect you though, you’re my brother and I care about you and when you’re ready I hope you can trust me.”

Virgil stared at him for another minute before slowly offering his hand, only for a loud bang from down stairs to send him launching himself at Roman instead.

“Oh Virgil it’s okay, I got you,” he carded his hand through the five year old’s hair, deciding that it might be a good time to move to his room.

Roman could feel his heart breaking again as he carefully stood with Virgil in his arms. He couldn’t believe he was ever upset that Virgil didn’t seem to like him. Of course he’d be apprehensive of him, he was loud and energetic, the combination had probably been way too much for the small boy. He should’ve let him come to him instead of pestering him everyday, it was obvious now that that was what he needed.

Roman sighed as he snuck into the hall, lightly hitting his door with his hip to let Patton know he was there.

The door swung open quickly to reveal a red eyed Patton.

“Roman,” he whimpered as another crash sounded down the stairs.

“Hey Patty,” he whispered, ushering him inside and setting Virgil down on his bed as Patton clambered up beside him, “Okay, I know you all are scared but it’s okay. Why don’t I tell you all a story?”

After the nods of their heads, Roman began an epic tale of four princes and their kingdom, successfully distracting the brothers with his tale. Eventually, Logan was asleep, his head in Virgil’s lap and Virgil’s eyes were drooping as he leaned on Patton, who wasn’t fairing much better.

Feigning a yawn, Roman stretched his arms above his head dramatically, “I don’t know about you guys, but I think this prince needs his sleep.”

Patton smiled, looking at Virgil and Logan, before adding, “I think I could go for a nap.”

Virgil yawned as Roman climbed into bed, carefully moving Logan so his head was resting against his chest. Virgil crawled over to his other side, resting his head on Roman’s shoulder, while Patton laid down on Virgil’s other side, putting an arm around the the younger boy.

“Sleep well my fellow princes,” Roman whispered, as Virgil and Patton started to nod off.

He would rest, but someone had to stay awake just in case. He was the older brother after all.

fandomtransmandom:

ok I’m not completely caught up on ranboo lore but consider:

ranboo is half moobloom.

and I know what youre gonna say, “but para, mooblooms are yellow-” WRONG THERES ALSO ALLIUM MOOBLOOMS

“-butparaalliums are purple-”

*smack* AND THEY COME IN A WIDE RANGE OF COLORS INCLUDING WHITE AND SOME HAVE RED/PINK ON THE INNER PETALS

I REST MY CASE