begone, THOUGHT!

bullet-point fics

frozen!au | platonic lamp, brief unhealthy roceit | a brief consideration of a potential frozen au with logan as elsa, roman as anna, virgil as kristoff, patton as sven/olaf, and deceit as hans.

sense8!au | platonic lamp | a brief consideration of a potential sense8 au and how that could manifest.

princess bride!au | logicality, prinxiety | a brief consideration of a potential princess bride au with roman as buttercup, virgil as westley, logan as inigo, patton as fezzik, and deceit as humperdinck, with bonus joan and talyn as miracle max and valerie.

prompt fics

a manly man | polyamlamp | prompt: could you do a human au where roman is trans and has a day with EXTREME dysphoria and says "I am still a man, a manly man,a man who is manly" and logan just smiles and says, "and don't you forget it" LAMP please?

"can i kiss you?” | prinxiety, logicality | you have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love, I love, I love you.

work (your one true love) | logince | roman often has to compete for his boyfriend's time. he does a pretty good job of it, really.

not you again | prinxiety | two terribly useless gays try to flirt.

patton’s sick (it’s snot funny) | platonic lamp | the fact that he’d been holed up in his room, feeling like he was coughing his heart out into his hands, was probably not quite a little thing. 

good night, sick prince | platonic royality | roman is sick. patton comes to the rescue. 

pancakes and memes 2: electric boogaloo | platonic prinxiety | local man makes pancakes in the middle of the night; fellow figment of imagination comes downstairs to bug him. more at seven. (logan is so tired.)

adopt don’t shop | platonic lamp | logan and roman were on team dog; virgil and patton were on team cat, regardless of patton’s allergies.

we baby this dog too much | platonic lamp | the puppy’s name, once they came up with it, was just too perfect, really.

sanders sides platonic week

friendship bracelet | platonic moxiety | patton was always hopping from hobby to hobby.

bar brawl | platonic logince | it seemed foolish, in retrospect, that logan had thought no one would be awake.

tea and talks | platonic logicality | there was no such thing as a dull day in the mindscape.

nightmare | platonic prinxiety | it was no secret that none of them had a reliable sleep schedule.

pillow fort | platonic analogical | it was unseasonably, unreasonably cold.

dance partner | platonic royality | roman knew the best dance partner of the other sides.

movie night (or: logan suffers through sharknado) | platonic lamp | this was a tradition none of them missed out on if they could help it, now that it was practically honed into an art.

thirteen days of halloween

mountains i raise | analogical, royality | virgil and logan rake leaves and it takes all day. they end up having fun with it, though.

each crumb to reincarnate | platonic dlampr | some of the fondest memories of his childhood are in the kitchen, with his mother and brothers. now, it’s just him.

robbers rejoicing | platonic lamp | the others attempt to tell patton that a college-kid predominant neigborhood won't be prone to trick-or-treaters. they are wrong.

gettin’ twitty with it | platonic lamp | really, the fact that the library's haunted was half the reason that virgil applied to work in the library in the first place.

better than clover | platonic moxiety | virgil isn't the best with ghost stories. luckily, he's got a friend to help him out.

guts of a guppy | platonic royality | the clown path is to be avoided at all costs. they do not succeed, and how roman handles that.

booyah! (emphasis on the boo) | logicality, prinxiety | the boys try to be ghostbusters. they're not very good at it.

colored with crimson | logicality | patton and logan go to watch the sunset. fluff ensues.

golden light and black clouds | polyamlamp, analogical-centric | friday the thirteenth is tomorrow, and virgil's trying to prepare. one of his boyfriends, however, is being a bit stubborn about it.

the worst in me | platonic creativitwins | roman’s first jaunt into the imagination after The Split.

curious and beautiful (to seekers after it) | logince | roman is painfully aware that his fiancé doesn’t put much stock into halloween.

despite everything (it’s still you) | patton-centric | the world is cold and mean and bad, sometimes, and patton thinks that some video game escapism is far from the worst thing in the world.

odds are | moxiety, logince | patton has been well aware that halloween is virgil’s favorite holiday. it’s not even their first halloween since they’ve been together or lived together—but virgil’s really stepping it up this year.

analogical week

a good regular quarrel | analogical | virgil and logan have a fundamental disagreement as to when their anniversary is.

parallax | analogical | logan helps virgil study for their astronomy final. virgil has some other ideas.

and into the nightfall, my love (i keep your heart next to mine) | analogical | logan falls asleep to visit his magical, dream-sharing boyfriend.

puppy love | analogical | logan’s dog sees a cute dog with an equally cute owner. she takes matters into her own hands paws.

the words you read (my heart’s been displayed) | analogical | logan’s had a crush on virgil since freshman year. virgil’s had a crush on logan since kindergarten. let’s see how long it takes them to figure it out.

like a second heart | analogical | logan, heir presumptive, and future seventh earl of grantham, would quite like for virgil to marry him. virgil has a few hesitancies about this plan: namely, he’s logan’s valet.

the warmest hello (to the coldest goodbye) | analogical | virgil is an undercover spy trying to bust a crime family. logan’s in deep working for said crime family. they’re also soulmates.

oneshots

both foul and fair | platonic lamp | if the blame could possibly be pinned on any singular person, in logan's relatively unbiased opinion, that person would be roman.

my true love gave to me | prinxiety, logicality | twelve broken cookies, eleven homemade ornaments, ten crumpled solo cups, nine choreographed dance numbers, eight pissed-off mall elves, seven kept promises, six kinds of wrapping paper, five mismatched shoes, four doofus roommates, three different drinking games, two mugs of coffee, and the smell of smoke at 4 AM. 

daisy dukes | platonic royality | it had been a bad week.

hands | none | he is made up of hard things and soft things and smooth things and rough things and they are all his. he is the body and he is not the dark.

malachite | elliott/mitchell | a character study in out-of-order snippets.

strategy | platonic lamp | if someone took barely a glance at the mindscape, it could almost be perceived as a normal day.

pancakes and memes | platonic prinxiety | virgil can't sleep and goes downstairs. what happens next will shock you.

a supportive hype crew is dad culture | platonic lamp | if logan could go back in time to any moment, it would be the precise moment before patton realized he could summon his... hype crew. just so he would be able to stop it. 

stings and stripes | moxiety | logan’s favorite place ever was the park just down the street.

my eyes are wide to all your lies (’cause you’re not that discreet) | royality |

the sideshire files | moxiety, logince | a series of oneshots taking place in the verse of where you lead, i will follow (see below.)

syzygy | analogicality | patton hart, age 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 to infinity old, like, a hundred years old, thinks that they’re going to be together forever down to his very bones.

i wish i knew how (your eyes are like starlight now) | logicality | logan and his vampiric boyfriend enjoy a christmas party.

the warmth of your doorways (i’ll find my way back to you) | analogicality | a witch and a wizard are very fond of the town forest. the forest is very fond of them back.

chaptered fics

the recipe fics part 1/part 2 | platonic lamp | an afternoon in the mindscape, a quiet ritual done many times before. a recipe followed to the letter.

marionette | platonic lamp | dream. it was just a dream. you fell asleep out here and patton moved you to the couch so you wouldn’t get a crick in your neck. except.

lavender for luck | polyamlamp | virgil's uncle can cast spells, and read fortunes, and hear houses talk through their noisy creaks. virgil's father had, too, when he was alive, and their mother before them. virgil was born with the family's tawny eyes, the family's pale skin, and the family's magic. and the people they fall in love with—or, at least, the ones who love them back—all die, which is why virgil knows he can never take the chance of having that for himself.

where you lead, i will follow | moxiety, logince | sometimes, a family isn’t a mom, a dad, and a kid. sometimes a family is a useless gay dad, a useless gay kid, the useless gay grumpy owner of a diner who has basically adopted said kid and is hopelessly in love with the dad, and an overdramatic teenage dance instructor who is, you guessed it, a Useless Gay.

honey, you’re familiar (like my mirror) | remile, analogical | a sense8 inspired au featuring the sides and several shorts characters.