This poll goes out to Intruloceit Nation and all those who called me "fucking evil" or some other paraphrase of that for putting Loceit and Intrulogical against each other earlier this round
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Anyone else notice that Roman was acting a little strange in POF? Like, aside from the obvious internal issues he's clearly dealing with, some of the stuff he was doing and saying just felt a little off. And...a little familiar??
I mean, not even 5 minutes into the video and he has to be cut off saying the word "shitty?" I know this type of language isn't super foreign to him (insert that bitchmas clip lol), but cussing like that isn't too big with the sides. Well, except for Remus.
And this whole scene??? Roman just casually throwing out scene where Thomas's friends are in danger like that? And then Thomas has to jump in again with "Maybe don't depict scenarios where my friends die." What side do we know who just LOVES to do that exact thing? Oh yeah...Remus.
When they close their eyes and prayed you would change
And they cut your hair, and sent you away
You stopped by my house the night you escaped
With tears in my eyes, I begged you to stay
You said, "Hey man, I love you, but no fucking way!"
OH MY GOD NEVER AGAIN I HATE THE SECOND SLIDE BUT THIS TOOK SO LONG TO DO SO IM POSTING IT ANYWAY
It also only has my Instagram tag on it since the two are so close
Basically it's based off of @asofterfan s punk au and it's analogical angst, the song is Twin Size Mattress by The Front Bottoms
This au is so amazing akskfjfka
Also we do NOT talk about how this is my first tumblr art post and how all three slides look like different styles, I am n o t good at drawing Logan apparently
AKA the Selkie!Logan Coat Holder!Roman Logince I’ve been waiting to write for some reason~
Selkie Logan, Hispanic Roman (Mexican), Human AU, Remus is studying sea urchins and Roman is a good bro and came with him, mentioned Dukeceit. Lots of swearing, ~999 words not including this.
Roman rubbed his hands together, huffing and watching his breaths turn into white clouds before dissipating into the air. “Fuckin’ hate Maine” He mutters, tucking his hands into his armpits. The young man really didn’t want to be here, but he was there by choice so theoretically he was free to leave whenever he wanted. But he always chose to stay, for the sake of his twin brother. Remus had been enamored with sea creatures his entire life (especially octopi) and as soon as he graduated school, he decided to join a research group that dedicated themselves to observing sea urchins. Weird, and random, but true.
Roman, being the good brother he is, packed his bags and offered to go with him. He himself was a natural born actor, and Maine- although not as well known as New York or California for acting -was as good a place as any to get his career up and running. Of course, Roman hadn’t exactly counted on Maine being so fucking freezing that his dick had retracted into himself.
Remus seemed to love it, unfortunately, and would not leave until his experiment was over. Roman could deal with that, he had recently struck a good opportunity at a community theater to act the leading male character in a play. It was a famous musical around this town, apparently, depicting the tragic love between a human man (Roman) and a.... Selkie(?) named Sersea.
The idea of a Selkie was honestly intriguing, but Roman knew they were just an old folk tale. One, Selkies were Irish and therefore had no business being so popular in Maine of all places; Two, Roman loved fantasy but just the thought of being forced to stay with someone because they held captive your one option to return home was abusive, and that was a no-go in Roman’s books. So, yeah, Roman didn’t exactly choose to believe in Selkies. Unicorns? Yeah. Faeries? There were some good ones out there. Finfolk? Trolls? Witches? Magic? Destiny? All of it was something Roman believed in. But not Selkies. Never
“Why am I even out here” Roman groans, pulling the hood of his jacket over his head tightly,” This is Dee’s job, not mine! Stupid fuckin’ biologist, fucking my brother but can’t even do his own job-” Roman cuts himself off as a movement catches his eye in the rocks, a large brown mass speckled with black and grey shifting ever so slightly.
Roman, holding his breath, slowly walks towards the mass, his feet sinking into the pebbles of the beach shore. He peeks around a boulder, seeing the tail of.. “A harbor seal?” He raises an eyebrow, making his way around the entire boulder,” Didn’t expect to see one here so far North in the fall...” he mutters, biting his lip. Maybe it was hurt? That would explain why it hadn’t run away yet.
Creeping closer, Roman saw that the seal tail seemed to be more of a jacket than an actual skin. “I thought seal hunting was illegal here” He frowns, picking up the jacket. It looked to fit someone smaller than him, slighter in build. It seemed to be made to fit like a sleeping bag with a hood, more than a jacket.
Suddenly, Roman hears a gasp, and he turns around to see short man with oil-black hair. A naked short man with oil-black hair. “Er.. hello” Roman coughs, forcing himself to maintain eye contact. He had seen plenty of naked guys, yeah, but this guy was a stranger. It was a wonder Roman wasn’t cherry red at the moment. The man stared at him with wide eyes- dark eyes, probably blue, so dark the iris all but meshed with the pupil.
The man was pale, and skinny, but had a few smatterings of freckles across his body, and his lips- oh his thin, pink lips -were moving in a way that gave him the appearance of speaking even though he made no noise- wait, he was speaking! “I-I’m sorry, could you repeat that?” Roman sputters, licking his lips. “Coat... you appear to have my coat” The man says evenly, his voice layered with an Irish brogue. His eyes betrayed the fear he felt.
“Your coat?” Roman repeats, before remembering the oily seal skin he held in his hands,” This.. this is yours?” “Yes-” “What the hell!?” Roman sputters,” That’s horrible! What did this poor seal do to deserve to be turned into your-your fashion statement!?” he hisses, making the man recoil as if he had been struck.
“I do not believe you are understanding what I am saying-” “What am I not understanding? You killed a seal for this!” Roman exclaims,” I’m like pretty sure that’s illegal here!” “I... I am glad you sympathize so much with the seals but-” “No. I’m taking you in to the marine life building. They can deal with you there” Roman growls, grabbing his hand. His skin was cool, and sleek. Like it had been wet.
“Let me speak, you stupid human!” The man snaps, jerking his hand back. Roman stares at him with wide eyes, anger slowly ebbing into confusion,” Human?-” “You have my coat! My coat! No one elses! I did not... kill for that coat! I was born with it” The man continues, tone taking on horror at the last few statements.
“But... what?” Roman blinks, frown deepening,” How...” “Are you dumb?” The man deadpans, hands twitching towards the coat. “No!” Roman says defensively, visibly bristling,” Why on God’s green earth would you-” “I’m a Selkie” The man sighs,” You have my coat” “... Bhahahaha!” Roman breaks into laughter, holding up the seal skin,” You- you expect me to believe you’re a Selkie? Oh that’s hilarious! Probably funnier than when my brother forgot how to say ‘toaster’!”
“Selkies aren’t real” Roman chuckles, grinning widely. “We are” The man says simply,” You have my coat. Traditionally... you’d take me as your husband now”
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