Soulmate week: A special week when you get a tattoo on your wrist, unique only to you and your soulmate. Everyone in the Mind Palace knows about Soulmate week. Well, everyone except for Virgil. Even Decite somehow knew. But the anxious trait doesn't know what to do when he wakes up one morning to discover a strange tattoo on his wrist. One that matches perfectly with a rather flamboyant, princely trait...

By no logical reason would Logan (logic) and Patton (Morality) ever be considered friends let alone anything more than that. In high school people stick to their own groups: nerds or geeks, jocks, musicians, artists, skateboarders, you name it! Nobody ever breaks form their group and mingles with another. Logan is one said geek, although, he never really talks to others much and would much prefer to be reading or conducting one of his many experiments. Patton is one of, if not the, nicest kid in school. He's the one always sitting at the long table at lunch happily asking you to donate your extra change to whatever charity was decided for that day. He only had a few close friends, but people tend to flock to him because of his cheerful personality. What happens when these two completely opposite people start to spend some time together? Will they flip the school upside down in a good way, or is it all just destined for failure..? ~&~ Cover art not by me all credit goes to @notallpotatosarefrenchfries on instagram. Make sure yo go check out her profile she's an AMAZING ARTIST. There will be Prinxiety as well because I mean how can you not? It will mostly be Logicality though. Trigger warning I guess... there is serious content, but it will be happy to I promise.

// COMPLETED // Ah-hem . . . Because I'm garbage and bored: An unoriginal and probably predictable/cliché AU where the Sanders Sides all go to high school together! Virgil is the new kid in town, and when the four sides are placed in the same group for chemistry, developing relationships and drama ensues. Roman is forced to face the skeletons in his closet, the new kid in town takes a liking to Patton, and both Virgil and Logan struggle to maintain control of themselves and their feelings as they are flung out of their comfort zones. (Prinxiety & Logicality) I do say in my first chapter that the shipping will be light. What I mean by that is that it's pretty much just fluff but, let's be honest, the whole plot basically revolves around this romance thing. It ain't light.

He let out a shaky breath, cursing himself. The pastor said that famous line and for a moment, time slowed down. Virgil took a step forward, doing the unthinkable as everyone looked at him. "I object." A Prinxiety short story based on the "Man of My Dreams" one shots in my Sanders Sides One shots book. If you've read them, don't spoil what happens.

[COMPLETED] As a bond breaks the person still in need of it breaks all the same. Their smile gets lost in eyes drowning in sadness, their touch becomes cold and unwanted. and they become quiet. their sleeves getting longer and their friends growning more and more worried. TRIGGER WARNING: As you might've guessed, This, once again, is a rather triggering story. So if you are triggered by depressing or self-depracating thoughts, selfharm , mention of arguing and breakups suggest clicking away. Stay safe kiddos

I can feel my heart racing against my ribs as if it is about to tear itself out of my chest as I gaze into a pair of violet-silver eyes. They are locked onto my own with a predator's intensity. It takes every ounce of self-control I have to keep up this foolish staring contest, but I keep at it. I will not appear weak in my own court! The stranger does not blink but offers the tiniest of smirks, as if sensing my growing distress. I take in a deep breath and silently will some steel into my spine as I, at last, address him. "What is your name and what business do you have here?" The stranger grins and instead of bowing gives a mocking salute. His voice is soft and dark, carrying the promise of death, "I am, Lord Virgil and I have come on request of the king to help him against the growing threat." I swallow hard as he steps closer toward me, those uncanny eyes never leaving my face. "It would be wise if you stayed a safe distance away from me, Prince Roman. I bring nothing but pain wherever I tread." Virgil warns. Before I can reply he brushes past me down the hall toward the throne room, dark cloak fluttering behind him like a pair of wings. TW: Violence, Manipulative/Abusive relationships, Implied unconsented sexual assault, Panic/Anxiety attacks, negative thinking, and angst. So... Reader Beware! You're in for a Scare! ~ R.L.Stine

When Logan, a florist with a PhD in botany, decides to hire someone to work the counter in his flower shop, he assumed it would be no big deal. He would get his coffee from his friend Virgil's shop, as per usual. Ignore his other friend Roman unsuccessfully flirting with Virgil, as per usual. He would continue to live a calm, unruffled life, as per usual. He could never have expected what a disruption one single Dad could make to his neatly ordered life. Pairings: Logicality/Prinxiety This is the SFW version as seen on Tumblr. The NSFW version is available exclusively on Ao3.

The young Prince Roman doesn't know much about the world outside the palace, but one day he meets a boy his age with gift for art and witty comments who climbs up to his balcony one night. When the boy's past comes back to interfere with their future, they have to stay true to one another and fight to keep their lives, and the kingdom, from falling apart. This book is completed.

[COMPLETED] What you are about to read is not something copied from a storybook. There is no 'and they lived happily ever after' This is the cold, hard truth about the life of a disorder, Ships: Prinxiety, Logiality TRIGGER WARNING: There will be mention of mental illness like depression, self-harm, self-hatred, panic attacks and talk about suicide. If you are triggered by any of these things I recommend clicking away. I do not intend to romantisize any of these issues. This is just a way for me to cope with the issues I myself deal with on a day to day basis

[COMPLETED, BUT CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN] A red rose is love Pricking those who come too close A pink rose is friendship Tying two souls together in harmony An orange rose is passion Blossoming in Lust's foul hands A violet rose is courage Growing in Nature's Garden of Eden A black rose is death Lying gracelessly on the wooden casket Every one of them matches its color Like a military man in solitary line But a yellow rose is different It is not happy or kind A yellow rose is dying love Forever frozen in mid-bloom (poem written by Diana, not me :3) (cover picture isn't mine either, tho I'd be more than happy to give the owner credit or take it down)