#blind!patton

A/N: this was an experiment fic to see if I could write a piece without using their names

Requested by a close friend :)

Prompt: Virgil is a Faerie that wilts anything he touches....except for Patton for some reason?

If you're familiar with the welsh lore on Faeries then to help you imagine what they look like Virgil is charcoal and amethyst colored and would be from the unseelie court, (but he doesnt act all evil) , Patton is a mushroom faerie.

Patton is blind.

Patton and Virgil are genderbent, and Virgil is referred to as Fae or Faerie, whilst Patton is referred to as tiny Faerie, sprite and Puck.

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It was in a flash that the tiny Faerie was seen, nimbly sifting through the landscape, picking at herbs and the like. It never looked at what they were picking, an unfocused gaze accompanied the sprite looking creature.

It never looked at her, and to be fair the cursed fay didn't mind. It was expected.

The birds sung and flew about the sprite girl, and her shoulders visibly relaxed. A smile graced her features as she looked upwards with no certain destination in mind. She reveled in the sunlight that broke through to meet her.

It was then, that the taller of the two decided to leave, better that than to stir up trouble. As she turned to walk away, the other called out to her.

"Where are you going?" A breathy voice called.

The fay stood still, turning to look at them again, to see who she was talking to. She found the other looking in the general direction of where she stood, smiling softly. Their frost covered eyes staring uncertainly at them.

Truth be told, the wretched fay was hesitant to speak. They didn't want to risk defiling sprite in anyway possible, as silly as it may seem. The sprite wasn't deterred by the response, or rather, lack thereof, and began walking towards her.

The taller of the two backed away, and the shorter one stopped walking, head cocked to where her ear was pointed at the latter.

The sprite frowned, but continued forward, hand outstretched as if showing her the way. The sprite stopped feet from the fay, and bent to pick something up.

Before she could process what the puck was doing, goats-beard was shoved into her hand, causing her to back away, dropping the gift. The fay stood there, mouth agape whilst the flower wilted away.

She looked up and chose to stare at cap of the girls mushroom, if the sprite could see her, she'd see uncertainty swimming across her features. The fay could however, see the sprites face out of the corner of her eye, and the unbridled sadness that she bore at the death of a flower.

"You shouldn't have done that." She knew her voice sounded somewhat intimidating, but she didn't rightly care. The sprite didn't seem to notice she was in danger, and her demeanor faltered none.

The former stepped forward. "It's alright," she reach out to touch the other, and as soon as their skin met, the Fay hissed and jolted backward.

"Do you have a death wish?!" She sneered. Voice sounding barely above a breathless whisper.

The sprite did yank her hand back, and upon the feel if her palm she showed the cursed fay the unmarred skin left behind.

The fay was awestruck, lips parted slightly. The sprite took another step, but the latter had turned and hurried away, leaving a tiny trail of wilted plants in her wake.

Barely a fortnight had passed, the charred fay had noticed the fortnightly visits the little puck had been growing accustomed to. Some nights the sprite would hum a soft melody, fireflies danced around her at times. It was an exquisite experience.

This night, however, was the faerie with the cursed touch, who had been humming. She watched nature buzz around her and she found it mesmerizing how the world didnt need her, the evil she represented, or anything else she brought. Sure, it made her, but as she could see it also prospered without her.

She sat with her right leg folded beneath the other, and she sighed at the length of wilted grass beneath her left outstretched leg. She found it incredible that the sea of greens before her made a bleak, inky, amethyst mess. Made for destruction rather than the gift of creation.

While the thoughts spread in her mind like wildfire, she failed to notice the puck walk up to her.

Only when the sprite hummed along with the fay, did she even notice.

She stopped humming and stared at the puck, something that was similar to abhorred horror written on her face. Unbeknownst to the sprite, of course.

"What are you doing?" It came out lighter than she wanted, borderline gentle.

The other pause, turning to stare at nothing. "Im humming?" She smiled.

Still tense, she chose her words carefully. "Why are you here?" The fay watched with meticulous care at the others response.

"Is.." The puck adjusted her untrained gaze to match the sound of the others voice. "Is it strange.... To say I find you interesting?" Each syllable that left the sprites lips sounded like a windchime, a beautiful collection of sounds.

"Everything I touch wilts away." She responded bitterly.

"Yes," the sprite nodded, "and yet, from the feel of it, the fields are still green, and the rabbits bound free." She inched closer, sitting down. "Not to mention, when you touched me I was fine." She let out a breathy chuckle.

Dumbfounded, she remained silent for a while. Before finding her voice again. "Won't you be in trouble for even speaking to a thing like me?" It was rhetorical, even a blind woman (pun intended) could see the answer.

"Well, then, make it worth my while." The puck slide herself into her side, head resting on the faeries leg, hugging it.

The fay could feel the smile that the sprite had, and to her credit, the puck was interesting too. No one had ever behaved this way around her, which made her curious. With a bit of hesitation, the fay let her hand rest on the pucks side.

She drew a breath and looked back out across the field. "I'm not gonna change what I was doing, you know." The faerie was stubborn, that much was clear if the tone in her voice was anything to go by.

"I never asked you to."

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Hope you enjoyed💜

Words: 974

A/N: How the fic played out is actually inspired by a scene in Outlander season 6, where the siege is taking place and Claire finds comfort by laying her head down on Jaime and he soothes her by rubbing circles into her back, I am absolutely in love with that scene- :)

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Word Count: 2569

TW: Mentions and implications of abuse, mentions of anxiety, descriptions of panic attacks, mentions and implications of death + illness

They’re all connected in different ways

Virgil is connected to Patton through that thing where marks on your soulmate’s skin appear of yours too

Roman through a thing where on your eleventh birthday at 11:11pm a name will pop into your head and wow its your soulmate’s

And Logan through the string thing

Roman is connected to Patton through a timer on his wrist

And Logan through a tattoo-like mark on your wrist that says your soulmate’s first words to you

Logan and Patton are connected through a soulmark (A tattoo or raised pattern on your skin that is also on your soulmate)

Patton is blind

so in this au different soulmarkers develop at different ages

So when V’s little he’s super excited to meet his sm, bc his parents are soulmates and everything he’s seen abt them is so sweet and exciting!

He turns six and doesn’t develop a timer, which is what he was hoping for

But that’s ok! There are tons of other soulmarkers!

And then he doesn’t develop a soulmark when he’s seven

Or a sentence on his wrist when he’s eight

And he can see colours

So he’s starting to get nervous

And hey! Mom’s sick, and in the hospital, and she’s just not doing too swell

But then when he turns nine, a beautiful red string has been tied around his ring finger when he wakes up!

And wow! Mom look, I have a soulmate! Just like you and daddy!

And then a few months later he’s doing his homework at the kitchen table and the string goes limp before shriveling up and turning black

The doctors have no explanation, and V’s anxiety has really started to kick in

Mom doesn’t seem to be getting better either

So when he turns ten, he is fully aware that this is probably his last chance to develop a soulmarker

He writes on his forearm the night before his birthday

It says “Hey, I’m V! I guess we’re soulmates?”

When he wakes up there’s nothing new

Which is fine! Because that means his sm is probably in the same time zone as him!

But then he keeps waiting and

Nothing

Nothing for a week.

Eventually his dad convinces him to wash it off

Then on his eleventh birthday he knows how uncommon a soulname connection is, but he needs to try

So it’s 11:10 and he’s sitting at his desk with a marker ready to write it down and then-

Roman Prince

Roman prince? What do you mean Roman prince? That’s not a name! What the hell?!

So he’s really sad and anxious and stuff because he doesn’t have a soulmate and, yknow, that’s kinda upsetting for him

And hey, your mom really isn’t doing too well, we have to visit her after school, okay?

At first Virgil doesn’t understand why mom’s being so dramatic or why she keeps telling him she loves him

Then it hits him

And now he’s sobbing and hugging her and shaking and he can’t breathe he can’t breathe he can’t breathe

Fun fact! Turns out this is a regular thing and he has really bad anxiety.

And mom has been put in a medically induced coma

So a year later dad decides to pull the plug

Virgil’s anxiety has gotten really bad

He’s just not in a good place

High school goes by without much happening

Now he’s going to university! How exciting and stressful!

Roman, too, was entranced by the idea of soulmates. His parents aren’t soulmates, but they encourage his excitement about them!

And when he turns six, he develops a timer on his wrist! Score! What a romantic way to meet the love of your life!

Or friend of your life

His moms are so excited for him! They get him new paints and take him out to dinner to celebrate.

And then he wakes up on his eighth birthday to words on his right wrist

It says “If you could stop talking, it would be vastly appreciated.”

He’s a little pissed

His moms take him to the doctor bc “wtf why does he have TWO soulmarkers?!”

The answer is that he has two soulmates

It’s uncommon, but possible

So while he is ecstatic and ready to parade his soulmarkers around the school, his moms are a little less happy and a little more worried

They may have made the suggestion that he wears long sleeves most days, those ones that he hates because they will not roll up

But he did what they asked because they’re his moms, and he loves them very much

And then a few years later on his birthday he’s typing up a short story for school

It’s due the next day so he’s rushing through it a little bit

It’s still amazing

But anyways, he’s writing, and he suddenly just gets the name “Virgil Miller” stuck in his head

He doesn’t think anything of it bc he’s writing and that’s normal

He ends up naming the main character Virgil 

Logan grows up in a bit of a run-down part of town

His Mami and Dad are soulmates (he doesn’t think they should be)

They fight a lot, and sometimes Dad’ll hurt Mami, especially at night when they think he’s asleep

And he’s heard Mami on the phone with his Tia, talking about court cases? And laws, and soulmates?

Needless to say, he isn’t all too enamoured with the idea of soulmates

When he’s seven he gets a soulmark, some bumps over his heart, which is a little distressing

He’s never met this person, but he’s supposed to spend his whole life with them?

He’s very scared that his soulmate will be like Dad

And then he develops the words “Bold of you to assume I can stop talking” on his right wrist

And then a string when he’s nine.

He doesn’t tell his parents about any of them. “Soulless” people existed, and he knew his Mami was hoping he was one of them.

And then later that year Mami sits him down and tells him that she’s going to live with his Tia until she can find her own apartment, and that she and Dad aren’t together anymore

Logan cries for a while, and tells her about all the things he’s heard, and the bruises he’s seen, and begs to go with her

Mami says she was hoping he would

His Dad finds out the day before they leave and he hits Logan

Multiple times

And when his Mami steps in, Dad scowls and yells and stomps away and Mami picks Logan up and they run to the car and leave

When they get to his Tia’s he hides in the guest bedroom they said is his and he takes a pair of scissors and

Snip snip, he’s 33% more “soulless”

He steals Mami’s concealer and puts it on his wrist everyday to cover the words there

The only one he doesn’t cover is the soulmark on his chest, which he almost never sees because of his shirt

Whenever anyone asks, he just tells them he’s soulless

He tries not to get too close to people, but he usually fails and so he has a very small, very tight friend group 

Oh also he’s a grade ahead of his year

Patton’s family is very well off

He’s the oldest of four brothers

He’s trans, but his family is v supportive and helped him transition as soon as they found out

His service dog’s name is Cookie and she’s a golden retriever

He’s had her since he was eleven, and he loves her very much

Because he’s blind there’s certain things he didn’t know about growing up

For example, nobody told him about soulmates until he was nine

Which really explains the weird ticking he hears every once in a while, as well as the strange, tiny bumps on his chest (which spell out “Loved” in Braille)

He doesn’t think about it too often, but he’d be lying if the idea didn’t entrance him

He didn’t think he’d ever meet his soulmates, though, and if he did, he wasn’t sure they’d want the responsibility of a blind soulmate

On the day he turns ten, there’s this little tickling on his forearm, like butterflies gently taking off on him

He doesn’t really think anything of it, though

Despite being blind, Patton is super capable

He can’t cook by himself, but if he’s supervised he does a really good job. He’s the most prepared for “real life” out of his siblings, which is strange, considering he’s the oldest

He goes to public school, where most kids are really nice (sometimes antagonistically nice), but there were also some rude kids

“You don’t really need that walking stick, you’ve got a dog, and we need it to play our game!”

The amount of times he’s had to explain that no you dumbass I do still need the stick is ridiculous

But he keeps a smile on his face and forges through it

And then in grade eleven Roman’s studying in the hallway when he sees some kid being bullied

Well, not bullied, but definitely teased. Something was wrong, anyways

He’s been on edge all day because his timer keeps going down

But he’s not really thinking about it rn

So he goes over and gets the idiots to leave and

Holy hell did heaven drop an angel? They must have, because look at this boy with his golden hair and tanned skin and freckles and

Beep beep motherfucker. It’s soulmate o’clock

And Roman is just so happy

“H-hey, I’m Roman!” “Oh, hi, I’m Patton! Did... did your timer go off?” “Uh yeah! It did!”

And Patton

Just grins so wide and there’s tears, and he leaps up and hugs Roman so tight

And Roman is so freaking happy!!!! He asks Patton for his contact because duh and Pat’s like

“Uhhh well I can’t text”

“Why?”

“..... I’m blind?” “OHHHHHHH”

So they figure they can talk over the phone because Patton does have a phone for calling

So they have a cute first date and they fall in love and everything’s good and dandy and Roman’s going to college but Patton’s found this real nifty job that just so happens to be right next to Roman’s college so they move in together and Patton knows about Roman’s other sm and Roman knows about Patton’s other sm

And Roman’s in a lecture now

And he didn’t really notice but he’s been muttering

And he’s just kinda sitting there when he hears it from the guy next to him

So he looks up and here’s this ethereal looking dude with gorgeous brown eyes and dark hair and

“Bold of you to assume I can stop talking.”

He curses every known god for making his first words to his soulmate be a meme

They excuse themselves from class because holy shit

And Logan introduces himself shakily

And Roman asks for his number

And they go on a date where Roman tells him about Patton and Logan mentions having a soulmark over his heart

Logan is really hesitant to join their relationship bc he was hoping he would never meet his soulmates

So they don’t put a label on it right away

But they go on a few dates and hang out a bunch and Logan realizes that he actually really, really likes these guys and he doesn’t really want to live the rest of his life without them

So he talks to them and tells them about some of the stuff that happened when he was a kid

Roman and Patton are horrified but they hug him and promise that they will never lay a finger on him if he asks them not to 

And Logan just has a moment of “These guys love me. Like actually love me. And want me to be happy. And I think I feel the same?” 

So on their next date Logan asks both of them to be his boyfriends and obviously they say yes

And basically they’re just all really in love

They move into a bigger apartment together at the beginning of year two

So then they’re all cuddling one day when Logan tells them about his string

And so the other two are like “oh shit is there another???”

And Roman says that on his eleventh birthday he just suddenly had this name pop into his head but he just assumed he’d wanted the name for a character so

And Patton says that after getting his soulmark AND a timer he didn’t think to check for anything else

So they’re all kinda like well whoops let’s hope we still meet them!

And Patton’s at his job one day when this guy walks in and he’s one of the new employees

Pat’s got his seeing eye doggo with him but the vest is off cuz they’re both on break

And so V’s like “oh cool dog can I pet him?”

Bc usually he would never just go up and ask but he literally can’t stop himself because here’s this adorable dude in front of him and the universe is screeching at him to say hi

And Pat hears his voice and immediately falls in love

“Oh, yea sure! She’s my eye dog, but she’s on break so it’s all good!”

And V meets Pat and his dog

And they end up exchanging numbers because they are coworkers and well

Yknow

So a couple days later, after him and Patton have been talking a lot, Pat invites him over

So V goes over and meets Roman and Logan

And he hears Roman’s name and

Holy shit

And of course Roman is also freaking out because the name Virgil just really hasn’t left his head since he thought of it

So yknow

Logan’s a little unsure, but then the two get talking about astronomy and he doesn’t care if they’re not soulmates he is going to marry this guy

And they all get really close really fast

And then one day Virgil offhandedly mentions the string thing

And Logan freezes and just

Shows V his right ring finger, where they can both see this rotting string that’s still tied tight around it and

Fuck V can’t breathe are you kidding? right now?

So they help ground him, and Logan explains everything

And Roman tells him what’s up

But they’re not really sure how he’s connected to Patton but then he just

Grabs a marker and draws a heart on his hand and

It’s right there on Patton’s hand holy s h i t

So they take Virgil on a date and stuff and they make it official

And Virgil’s a little nervous bc like those three have been together for a while now and he feels like he’s intruding

But he talks to Logan and L understands bc Roman and Patton had been dating for 2+ years when he found them

He promises that V is not intruding and that they all really love him

And Virgil just full on starts crying because he hasn’t felt this loved since before his mom died and he loves his bfs so much

They find their bfs and just cuddle all night

Virgil moves in with the rest of them at the beginning of third year 

They get their happily ever after for the most part

A/N: Two drabbles in a day?? Would you look at that 

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WC: 1,122

ships: Romantic Moxiety

warnings: Seasonal Depression 

Tag List: @punsterterry @stormcrawler75@frostedlover@mycatshuman @mutechild@panicattheeverywhere15@overlord-winter @analogical-mess@saddestlittlebabe

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It was a week before Halloween and it was much colder then it was last year. Which means that Patton’s seasonal depression was kicking in. It pained Virgil to see him like this, sleeping all day and night or getting no sleep at all. Barely getting out of bed and not having a smile on his face at all. There was no spark in his eyes…

And he often worried that it might stay like that. But as it got warmer that spark gradually comes back. It just takes a while.

Patton always hates when he feels bad near the holidays too. Since he can’t go out and enjoy everything. Especially on Christmas with all the lights. Sometimes he’ll push himself to get up anyways which always leads to him being cranky and passing out anyways.

It was fine with him that he has to take care of Patton during this time. He didn’t mind it at all. And he didn’t mind not going out, honestly, he was content with staying in bed with him and watching movies all night. That’s more enjoyable to him.

He can see though how much it pains Patton that he can’t do the stuff that he wants to do. And Virgil’s determined to make him feel better again.

It actually took him a while to think up an idea. And really it was Logan who gave him the suggestion. And the recipe.

So, hear me out.

Deceit has snakes instead of hair and turns people into stone, all of that jazz. Maybe it can also depend on whether the person's lying or not.

Patton is blind.

Deceit lives in an old house with a HUGE garden with statues surrounded by a stone wall.

Patton lives nextdoor and likes to sit back against the wall, smelling the roses of the garden nextdoor, hearing the birds and all. He likes nature.

One day he hears Deceit's snakes and asks if there's someone there.

Deceit answers and well, they end up talking everyday.

One day Patton enters the garden because reasons. Deceit tries to turn him into stone because everyone who has entered his garden has done so to try to kill him so trust issues. Also, he doesn't know what Patton looks like, having a wall between them and all.

Patton is wearing sunglasses so Deceit doesn't realise he's blind and that's why it isn't working. He doesn't know Patton's blind because they never talked about that.

Patton gets to him and Deceit is like "have you come to kill me" and Patton is like "What, no you dummy, I came to meet you in person, I've brought cookies!" or something.

Fluff is granted as in "Did you come to take my head?", "No, but I'd love to hold it in my hands and kiss you on the nose".

Patton asking if the snakes bite and if he can touch them.

Patton being super gentle and softly petting the snakes.

The snakes marvelling at being treated with affection.

BETTER EVEN DECEIT MARVELLING AT BEING TREATED WITH AFFECTION.

Deceit tearing up in front of Patton when telling him about the people he petrified on accident.

And tearing up even more when talking about the ones he petrified on self-defence.

A/N: Heyo!! Look at this, me doing actual drabbles again. I know its a miracle. I’ll be doing more for my au here cause I miss writing for it so much. Sorry I haven’t been writing as much, writing block is a bitch. Hopefully doing these will help with that! 

Raking leaves prompt inspired by @sanderssidescelebrations

WC: 512

ships: Romantic Moxiety

warnings: Mentions of seasonal Depression 

Tag List: @punsterterry @stormcrawler75@frostedlover@mycatshuman @mutechild@panicattheeverywhere15@overlord-winter @analogical-mess@saddestlittlebabe

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Virgil has come to like quite a few things in his time in the real world. Movies. Actual food. The sun on his skin.

However, there was one time of the year he adored simply because it’s one of Patton’s favorite.

Fall.