#I hate how similar all the janus ship names are

[halfhissandwich]

Could I get a roceit kith in these troubling times?

-anon who shows up randomly with no explanation

If Janus is dating the other sides, he absolutely pulls them in for kisses by their accessories (e.g. Roman’s or Remus’ sashes, Logan’s tie, Patton’s hoodie, etc)

[author-chan06]

Logan Sanders & Me

Logan Sanders:

General Personal Info:

Name: Logan Sanders

Age: 31

Pronouns: He/They

Gender: Trans Man

Orientation: Demi-Panromantic, Asexual

From: Sanders Sides

Canon Compliant Personality? Mostly

Relationship With Me: Partner/QPP

Backstory Of Us:

So when I was Roman, I remember, that we actually were not close at all, until the series started. Even at the beginning of the series we weren’t that close, but before then we mainly had only talked during Brainstorming meetings and Patton’s Family Gatherings, and other than that, we stayed in our own areas.

The series was the first thing to push us close enough together, for longer periods of times, that we started actually learning about each other. And despite what the Fanders would believe it was not love at first sight, for either of us, and I actually quite disliked Logan for a while. Even more than I had Virgil really.

As the series went on though, that hate turned to a burgeoning friendship and as I learned more about him and he learned more of me, I found that we were quite similar. There were some set backs and arguments, as I’m sure you knew if you watched the series, but in the end I would have called us friends. Even if I, perhaps, had started to feel a tad differently later on.

Just like most of the others, we started dating around POF, though this was before instead of after. But I started dating him after I had started dating Virgil and before me and Janus had had our talk. Virgil and I hadn’t been on speaking terms at the time, because of my agreeing with Janus during the Wedding episode and I couldn’t talk to Patton or, gods forbid, Janus, about anything, so I sought comfort in the only other side I thought might understand me, and they did understand.

When POF did come around it strained our new relationship status, but we stuck it thought. Logan didn’t want us to be strictly romantic though, and he tried to explain his feelings on the matter— I didn’t quite get it until I started trying to explain my feelings for Janus and found them the same— and so we agreed that we would be queerplatonic and not romantic. He was also one of the least surprised and supportive of my relationship with Remus, as he didn’t see anything wrong with it at all.

My Remus Post talks more about the transition from Roman to Ari and how I felt and learned about all of that, here: Remus’ Post

And now that I’m Ari, we’re still together, and I’m glad that the selfshipping community has allowed me a place to remember and to continue loving Logan and my other darlings. Without it I would be mourning/longing for him with no way to express that understandably.

So I will continue to love Logan as we grow.

Relationship Info: ya

Anniversary: April 1st

Ship Name: #logari

[remuscore]

Remus for the character breakdown. I just never get tired of hearing/reading you talk about him

I love when people say that. I give Remus my all, always.

How I feel about this character: Remus makes me actually like myself lmao. Everything about him being characterized as a disgusting and vulgar character and being absolutely loved for it makes me so happy. He brings such a interesting take on "Opposite sibling" trope too. Like he isn't better than Roman. He's actually considered worse. The difference is that he LOVES that and that is so cool to me I love characters that embrace the traits they have that everyone hates.

All the people I ship romantically with this character: I only ever ship two characters with Remus and one isn't romantically. Remus and Janus has to be one of my favorite ships ever just because of how they would act. Janus would treat Remus like his world and Remus would do just the same, in both their weird and abnormal ways. They're so different and similar at the same time it's so great. And Remus and Patton is usual played off in a joking light with me, but if I wanted to actually talk about how they would be as a relationship, I think it would be such an interesting take. It could very well be and enemies to lovers kind of thing and no one ever talks about it. Patton could heal and change from his stuck up and strict look of the world by talking with Remus and learn that he isn't just an evil force. Perfect couple for the classic "oh."

My non-romantic OTP for this character: I am not so mildly obsessed with Remus' and Virgil's past relationship. I want to know so badly what it was. From what we can tell by canon, Remus definitely looked up to Virgil and loved hanging out with him, and maybe Virgil did to, but Virgil clearly has felt feelings of contempt for him for awhile just based on his choice of words while speaking to and about Remus (ie calling him and his ideas worthless, telling him to shut up, stuff like that). What happened what happened God I want to know so badly if they were actually ever friends or Remus was just an annoying little kid to him.

My unpopular opinion about this character: I really... don't think he understands why everyone hates him so much. Like... it's clear to me at least that with that conversation about exposing people to things they didn't want to see... he didn't understand why Thomas thought that was such a bad thing. He couldn't seem to understand why Thomas didn't like his ideas or why they were all trying to hurt him by the end by calling him names and saying he smelled. It could be that he just as a lot of self-esteem, but I really think he just doesn't understand everyone's hatred towards him.

One thing I wish would happen/had happened with this character in canon: I just wanna know how Remus and Janus talk to each other. We know from little glimpses from Thomas that they spend a lot of time together and we can guess their dynamics from the incorrect quotes video (Thomas picking quotes that were the most in character for the sides). And knowing their personalities, we all know they don't hate each other and probably get along really well, but I just want to know For Sure.

[shaebyrnes]

Just a little lie

Ships: platonic Anxceit

Janus’s Pov

I sat down with the others waiting for Virgil to speak. He had told us earlier that week that there was something important he wanted to say to everyone. I have to admit, I was very curious. Even though, Virgil and I were quite close, he was still the only person I knew that kept their emotions as guarded as I did. I looked around trying to see if anyone knew what Virgil was about to say, but they all seemed to be as clueless as I was.

-Ok so hum, Virgil started, man this is harder than I thought. I’m just going to go ahead and say it: I’m nonbinary. Like I’m not a man, I’m a demiboy. So like partially male and partially neutral, if that makes sense.

No one said anything since we were all shocked.

-Please say something, he pleaded.

-What pronouns would you like us to use for you, Roman asked while walked towards Virgil and giving him a hug.

-He/him and they/them, Virgil replied hugging him back.

I immediately stood up and embraced my best friend.

-I’m so proud of you, I whispered in their ear.

Everyone soon joined in. We stayed like that until Vee started to feel uncomfortable so they pushed us off and everyone went back their seat to eat dinner. Everyone a part from me. When he came out, it brought back some feelings I had been repressing for a long time.

I went back to my room determined to figure out why my best friend saying they were nonbinary affected me so much. As soon as I entered my room, the truth hit me like a to a bricks: I was nonbinary and I had been suppressing that part of myself for way too long. To be honest, it wasn’t like it surprised me. I had always known that my identity wasn’t fully male. It wasn’t like I was uncomfortable if people called me sir or used he or anything, but part of me also wanted people to use other pronouns as well. In a way, I felt like my identity fluctuated but I was confused as to how exactly. For some reason the thought of questioning my gender was something that scared me. I would have to admit that I wasn’t who I said I was. That I was lying to myself. Which to be honest, shouldn’t be that strange. Right? After all, what else would you expect from the master of deception? It made sense that I would be good at lying. So I decided to do some research because I knew I would go insane if I didn’t. I ended up figuring out that the label that fit what I felt the most was Pangender. As for pronouns, I really wasn’t sure which one to use, so I decided I would try using any to see how I felt. Throughout the next couple of weeks, I slowly got used to feeling comfortable in my identity. I didn’t tell anyone about it though. I was afraid they wouldn’t believe me. Not that I thought any of them would be completely unaccepting, but it was just that they seemed to believe all I could do was lie, that I could never tell the truth. I really wanted to tell someone, anyone really but I was so afraid of their reaction so I just kept it inside.

Jan, Virgil asked sitting on the couch next to me, are you okay?

-I’m fine, I replied. Why are you asking?

-I just feel a lot of anxiety coming from you, they started. So what’s up? You know you can tell me anything right?

I wanted to tell him, but a voice in my head stopped me. Would they be angry at me? Would he think I was just copying them? Even though, I knew Vee wasn’t the type of person to react that way to someone coming out to him, I still couldn’t shake this irrational fear.

-Well, I stated simply, I don’t know where you’re getting that because I’m not anxious at all.

-If you say so, they replied not convinced. Just know I’m here for you if you need someone to talk to.

Then they walked away leaving me to ponder our conversation. I knew he would be accepting of my identity. I mean, they had never been unaccepting of any other parts of me, so why wouldn’t his acceptance also extend to my gender identity? Maybe it was my fear of not being taken seriously because I didn’t have everything figured out yet. That I wouldn’t have an answer if someone asked me what my pronouns were. All I knew was that I didn’t exactly like using any and all pronouns. I wanted one that would encompass all of my identity, but I hadn’t found one that fit me perfectly quite yet. For some reason, figuring that out was really important to me, so I did a lot more research.

I ended up spending more time on my own during the next couple of weeks. All I could seem to do was wallow in my own self pity. Somehow realizing that I was nonbinary didn’t bring me as much joy as you may think it would. On the contrary actually, it only seemed to make me even more ashamed of myself and I wasn’t sure why exactly. Maybe it was because I had always thought that since everyone around me told me I was a man, I had no right to question it. They clearly knew more about me that I did, right? At least that’s what I thought before. At the time, I didn’t know who I was, so I guess when someone told me who they thought I was, I just ran with it because it was easier than taking the time to actually figure out my identity. So in a way, I was glad to finally be allowing myself to explore who I was.

Even though it scared me, I knew I would have to come out to someone at some point. Otherwise, I knew it would prevent me from doing my job well. I couldn’t keep hiding it forever. Doing so would only result in me slowly descending into a pit of self hate until I wouldn’t be able to do the main thing I was created for, which was what I was trying to prevent. “Jeez, I thought to myself, way to be depressing Janus!”

I could feel all my fears come back to the surface of my mind as I knocked on Virgil’s door. “This is it, I thought. You can do it.”

-Jan, they said as he opened his door? What is going on?

-Can I come in, I asked calmly even though I didn’t feel calm at all?

-Sure, he responded leading back to his bed. Are you okay though? You’re very anxious.

I took a sharp breath before speaking.

-Vee, I started, I’m nonbinary.

He didn’t say anything. I told them everything. It took a while but I was glad I did it. When I mentioned my uncertainty about pronouns I wanted to use, Virgil suggested I look into neopronouns. I hadn’t heard of that before so I was interested. He decided to do some research with me at that moment. After spending some time looking at different pronouns, I ended up finding one that I liked a lot: Xe/Xem. As soon as I saw it, it was like everything just clicked. For the first time in a while I felt like I had found something that truly represented me.

-So, Vee asked, do you see any you like?

-Yeah, I answered, I think I like Xe/Xem. Do you think you could try using it in a sentence with my name so I can see how I feel.

-Sure thing, they replied with a smile. Le me just write a little something down.

He took a piece of paper and a pen from his desk and thought a couple seconds before writing something down. They handed it to me but I gave it back. I told him I wanted to hear them say it out loud see what it would feel like to hear someone using use this pronoun for me not in writing.

-This is Janus, he started. xe’s my best friend and has a wonderful personality. That smile of xyrs makes me really happy. I could talk to xem all day even though Xe can be distracted easily. Xe’s a bit of a reserved person but I can honestly say I’m so proud of xem for telling me about xyr identity because I know how hard it was for xem.

I tested to say bit at his words. I hadn’t realized how much I needed to hear that. I couldn’t speak so I just gave them a hug. I felt so lucky to have him in my life. Hearing them use that pronoun for me made me feel so happy. I felt like I had finally figured out who I was. I pulled away after a bit still feeling a bit choked up.

-I, I tried to say but I couldn’t continue. I...

-It’s okay, they said smiling at me. You don’t have to say anything. Just know I’m always here for you no matter what.

We spent the rest of that day watching movies together in his room. In all honesty, I was glad I had told Virgil but I was still apprehensive about how the others would react. Not to mention how Thomas himself would react. Would they be as accepting as Vee? Would they even believe me? They never did seem too pleased anytime I showed up in their side of the mindscape or when I showed up for videos. However, none of them were ever outwardly hateful towards me. Well, a part from Roman giving me some mean spirited nicknames, but those never really affected me much. I just wasn’t sure how they, apart from Virgil and Remus, felt about me.

I spent a lot of time trying to figure out how to come out to everyone. I considered doing it in a similar way to how Virgil did it, but it didn’t exactly feel right. A part of me kind of wanted mention it casually and not make it a big deal, but I also knew that if I did that, I may not be taken seriously. Or at least, not as seriously as I wanted to be taken. So I decided to tell everybody the next time we had a meeting to discuss the next video. That way they would all be there so I could get it over with.

I popped up next to Virgil as everyone was in deep discussion about next week’s video. Vee gave me a small smile acknowledging my presence while I waited for the others to notice me which didn’t take long.

-Deceit, Thomas exclaimed when he turned to talk to Virgil. Why are you here?

He didn’t seem to pleased to see me. Oh well, I had come for a specific reason and was determined to do exactly that.

-Don’t worry, I replied calmly. I’m not here to cause you any harm or anything. I just want to share something.

I looked around and saw that they all looked apprehensive. Well apart from Vee who was giving me a reassuring smile.

-And what night that be, Roman asked?

-I’m nonbinary, I explained. I use Xe/xem pronouns.

I closed my eyes for bit bracing myself for the worst. I still didn’t think they’d be nice about it. Where were the: “ Is this a joke?”, “ Are you lying?”, “Why should we trust you?”? I couldn’t hear anyone say any of these things. Instead, I felt a pair wrap around my waist. Shocked, I opened my eyes and saw that Patton was hugging me.

-I’m glad that you felt comfortable enough to tell us that, he said happily.

I hadn’t realized how much I longed for Patton’s acceptance, so hearing him say that meant more to me than I could ever express.

-What, I asked still a bit shocked, really?

-Yes, Logan confirmed turning to me. If you say that this is your identity, then it is. We would have no right to contest it as I would assume that you probably know yourself better than we do.

-So you don’t think I’m lying, I asked again? Or that I’m copying Virgil? You actually believe me?

-Janus, Thomas answered, of course we believe you. Being nonbinary isn’t something that is reserved for only certain types of people. Besides, even though you may represent Deceit, I doubt you’d lie about something so personal. So yes, I’m completely okay with who you are.

I turned to Roman waiting for his reaction.

-It is my pleasure, he started in an very dramatic voice, to be welcoming another nonbinary royalty to our humble family.

I smiled brightly at his words, silently thanking him. All of it was so Roman that it was perfect.

-Does that mean I still get to called you J-anus or Double Dee, Remus popping behind the TV.

I chuckled a bit at that. Of course that’s what he thought about.

-Yes, I stated smiling at him, Remus. You can call me whatever you want.

I knew that even if I tried to stop him, it wouldn’t work. Not that I minded though. I found it endearing in a way. I was glad that my coming out wasn’t such a big deal to everyone. That seemed to ease a lot of my fears. To be honest, even though I was grateful for it, I was still surprised that they all accepted me so easily. I had spent so much time telling myself that no one would believe me when it came to who I was. It was like I didn’t realize that in reality, the only person I needed to prove my identity to was myself.

[sanders-sides-fic]

I (don’t) do best on my own! [TINND!R? prequel]

AU-masterpost: here

“Run!”

Virgil didn’t need to be told twice before complying. It didn’t even matter that the terrified shout had in no way been addressed to him. Janus, on the other hand, only smiled his brightest smile.

“Well, isn’t this nice?”, he asked the aliens all around him. No one was able to react to him, before suddenly a new alien in uniform came to a slithering halt in front of him and pointed a strange weapon at his chest. Chances where it wouldn’t hurt him, but then again, there had been some weapons which had proved to have an even stronger effect on humans. Besides, a bullet-like projectile inside a vital organ generally tended to end badly for any species, and he had no idea what this particular weapon was or what it would do.

All around him the aliens looked at him with expressions nothing short of disgust, horror and distain. It was strange and yet fascinating to him, how the varying expressions were all too different and yet obvious once you’d gotten used to it. Sometimes, he would try and remember them, just in case it would be needed to communicate something. Like with the angry alien in front of him. He really wished he’d know what was hidden behind the mask. Was this a bohver? A photynêsc? Perhaps a flastrae? Something with an anatomy somewhat similar to a human’s at least. But what exactly this alien was, he did not know.

“Look, I don’t want to hurt anyone here.”, he started, smile unfaltering. He knew that expression didn’t translate well, but since they had escaped from that ship, it had become somewhat famous. He hoped that would be enough. “My intentions are not violent. I only want to have my…” Uh, what was that word again? He suppressed a sigh - something most aliens thought to be a sign of anger rather than frustration, apparently - and pointed to his bag the horrified laesk still clutched to his - or… her? It’s? he wasn’t quite sure… To their chest. “I want to have that back and then we can all go our own way. Sound good, yes?”

The alien shook their head vehemently. “There is no way a-” Okay, Janus did not know that word. Did that mean police man? He assumed so, but wasn’t sure. “-would let a deathworlder go! And that scar is enough to-” Why did this alien use such difficult words? This time, Janus had no idea what it meant. He didn’t even hold the sigh back anymore. But what he did understand, was his name: “Janus Viper!”

And so did the other aliens. All of them repeated his name, now even more terrified than before. The ones that were still present were too scared to run, so they only took a few cautious steps back.

“Yes. That is in fact me. And Virgil just ran away, you kind of scared him. Very rude, by the way. Now, why can’t you let me go? And please use simple words, I’m not… what’s it… I am still bad with common.”, Janus clarified. Something he hated to admit, actually. Of cause he was better than Virgil as he’d had longer to practice and less… obstacles to overcome. Still, he was far from fluent and specific words or technical jargon were basically impossible for him.

The policeman said something, but Janus didn’t understand even a single word. Was that even common? He sighed again, a bit more annoyed how. “I do not understand you. Will you use simpler words?”, he asked, now clearly agitated. The policeman shied away a bit at his words, but didn’t even think about lowering that obnoxious weapon. Well, at least Virgil was safe.

“I said you are a wanted-” Person? Criminal? Probably criminal. -”and I have to take you with me.”

Janus sighed. “Great. He stole from me, and I’m the… criminal was it?”

“Yes!”, came the answer from all around him. He chuckled, shaking his head. “Fine. Fine! I tried to be nice, don’t forget that. Thank you.”, he said. The aliens around him exchanged confused, unsettled glances. So far so good. He didn’t want to hurt anyone, not really. But he would use their prejudges and their fear to his advantage without question. What else was being an infamous ‘deathworlder’ good for, after all? It really didn’t have much advantages.

Janus was just about to continue, lie his way out of this situation, preferably with their bag of supplies, and go find Virgil, wherever he’d run off to, when…

“Argh!”

Suddenly, a flash of black and purple fell from atop the roof, right onto the policemen. Janus winced as a sickening crunch filled the semi-silence. Virgil slowly stood up, taking the weapon in his hands. It seemed to be heavy or at least hard to handle, judging from the way he had to hold it in both his hands. Everyone just watched silently, as he pointed the weapon right at the thief, his eyes cold and his hand shaking only slightly.

“Oops.”, Janus chuckled from behind Virgil, relief mixing with a slight sense of hysteria. “Looks like you should give that back now.”

And then, mayhem broke loose. Screams sounded from around them as the aliens either ran or hid wherever they could, the thief threw the bag at the duo and scrambled to get away from them, and there was the sound of approaching reinforcements for the now dead officer. Fortunately, they weren’t able to get through the other aliens running around aimlessly with their only apparent goal being to just get away.

Virgil and Janus looked at each other for a second. “Roofs?”, Virgil signed, obviously still too shaken up to speak. Janus, without commenting on it, smirked, answering out loud: “Roofs.”

Virgil gripped the bag tightly, before providing a leg up to Janus, who in turn didn’t waste a second in using it to get on top of the very roof Virgil had just jumped off of. Virgil, being the more experience one when it came to accessing the top of seemingly smooth walls, climbed after him effortlessly. Or at least effortless enough to reach the top the same moment Janus managed to pull himself up completely. “You’ve gotten better at this.”, Virgil remarked with a smirk before motioning with his head which way to go. Janus was about to retort something smooth and witty, but the first shots were fired in their general direction so he started to run with a curse under his breath.

Roofs in most cultural diverse alien towns were as flat as the one they were on right now, but sadly also extremely slippery and wide away from each other. Every jump was scarier than the last to Janus, but he could see the delighted face of the more anxious boy next to him, a rare grin on his lips. The faster they went and the longer they catapulted themselves from one roof to the next, dodging bullets and sometimes using routes simply to avoid getting caught in the fire, slithering to a stop on the next roof and sometimes gripping each other for support, the less afraid and the more free Virgil seemed. At some point he even let out a few cheers or a short, breathed laugh when they avoided a fall.

Janus never understood why this, of all things, made Virgil feel so very free.

Way too late they reached their space ship and with way too little time they slipped inside, closed the door and ran to their posts. “Ready?”, Janus asked as soon as he sat in front of the steering wheel, looking towards Virgil above his shoulder. Virgil ran around for a few more seconds, checking some lights and pushing a few buttons, before he gave a short nod. So Janus started the ship and flew away as fast as he could manage. Not quite fast enough, judging from the sound of a projectile hitting the ship, but no warning blared, so it was fine. Probably. Hopefully.

He’d best keep that a secret from Virgil.

About half an hour passed in silence before Janus switched to auto pilot, leaving the cockpit. He found Virgil curled up in the kitchen, absentmindedly watching as the stars and planets passed by the window. Janus could actually see him doing that in a train or a car or something.

“Why didn’t you just run? You almost gave me a heart attack when I realized you were still back there!”, Virgil muttered under his breath. So he hadn’t been too absent minded to notice Janus.

Janus sighed. “Well, I would have just loved to loose all our supplies, because we have so much money to spare, don’t we?”

Virgil let out a little growl. A habit he’d developed through being stuck in situations where that was all he could do to voice his distain lately. “You could have died there!”, he hissed angry, still not looking at Janus.

“Oh, relax, dear storm cloud! I totally had that covered.” They both knew that was a lie. A complete and utter lie. He’d been close to being shot. Again. That was why Virgil didn’t let him leave alone anymore, a little voice in his head reminded him. The lie was enough to earn a glare from the younger man. He opened his mouth, but closed it again after a few voiceless moments with a soft blush. Instead of saying anything, Virgil stalked out of the room and towards the sleeping quarters.

Janus sat down, face buried in his still gloved hands. He messed up. If Virgil hadn’t been able to talk even though they were alone, if his selective mutism had been triggered by his emotions, then Janus really fucked up. And that hurt more than anything Virgil could have said, if he was being honest.

“Fuck.”, he whispered.

But it was okay, actually. They may be friends, but honestly, it was a friendship born solely out of their need. A pathological liar and an overly anxious teen didn’t really fit as friends, did they? And both of them had been alone all their lives before shit went down. They could both take it.

Still hurt like a bitch, though.

❧✾☙❦❧✾☙

“Virgil, diner’s ready!”, Janus called out. He hadn’t heard anything from his ship mate since their earlier almost-argument, so he hoped that Virgil would answer his call. He knew that he could do little to none until Virgil left his room on his own, though. They had traveled together long enough for him to know how Virgil dealt with things like this and when he had to leave him alone to cool down.

A long silence followed and Janus sighed. Looked as though the teen wouldn’t come today. He just hoped Virgil would get himself something when the light circle would simulate night.

Without warning, however, Virgil appeared behind Janus and definitely did not make him flinch by surprise. Virgil snorted in amusement, but left Janus’… lack of reaction alone other than that.

“What’s for dinner? Alien soup or alien slop?”, the younger one asked sarcastically. Janus grinned. “Neither! You know how they took some plant samples from home together with us? Well, I may or may not have found a little something. It was being sold as potent poison, of cause, but…”

As he gave Virgil his portion, the confusion shifted to disbelieving surprise. “Is that…?” Janus nodded. “Sure is. Today, we have garlic bread. Oh, and tomato soup. But, I mean, garlic bread!”

Virgil chuckled, as he took a bite, humming happily. “God! I used to hate eating garlic bread.”, he confessed, “Because of the smell and all. But right now this is the best ting that could happen.” Janus laughed, but agreed in his head. It was funny how little things could lift your spirit once everything you knew and trusted was taken away from you.

“Oh, I also found a pineapple.”, Janus mentioned. “They got really suspicious because I wanted the entire thing. Asked if I wanted to poison an entire army or something.” They both laughed at the thought.

They continued to chat through dinner, both of them avoiding what had happened earlier. Maybe it was bad to just leave it untouched, but they would come around to that when it was time.

After dinner, they watched the stars for a bit longer. “What do you think, which one is the sun?”, Janus asked long after the lights had dimmed as they ignored that they should probably go to sleep. Virgil sighed. He was too tired to have his defenses up right now. As per usual, he hadn’t slept a wink before they had docked to stock up their supplies. “Don’t know, don’t care.”, he mumbled, “’s not like we’ll find our way back there anyways. And I don’t really wanna go back.”

That surprised Janus a bit. It was the first time he heard about it. “You don’t? But… What about your family? Your father? And your friends?”

“Nah. You’re my only friend anyways. They don’t like me much better than the aliens. You can go though, I do better on my own, I just don’t like being alone. But you wanna go back, so don’t tell, m’kay? Don’t wanna make you upset.”

Janus’ heart broke a little at his words, but warmed at the last statement. “You need to sleep.”

“Fine. Just don’t die or s’m’thin’.” A common fear of Virgil’s. Ever since they had escaped, he had started to get paranoid of loosing Janus. Of cause that alone was enough to make sure Janus would never be able to leave.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be here when you wake up. We’re together in this. Always.”

And then Virgil’s breathing became more even than the anxious teen would ever breath when he was awake. Teen? No, adult by now. But he’d been a teen when they had captured him. About sixteen or so. How old was he now? Twenty? Twenty-two? How old did that make Janus? He sighed.

Whatever, he had to sleep, too. Thinking dreadful thoughts was more Virgil’s thing anyways. But just as he dosed off, Janus was woken up suddenly and harshly by a loud alarm blaring through the ship. Huh? What could possibly be wrong all of a sudden? He carefully put down Virgil’s head and went to operation control.

What he saw shocked him at first. One of their boosters had a hole inside it. They would crash helplessly in about thirty minutes if he didn’t do anything, floating around space without anyone willing to rescue them. He knew they had the necessary things to replace the destroyed rotor blade, but they would have to land first - and fast. But how…

He cursed. Of cause. They had been short when they had made their escape. Well, fuck! He started to check for any inhabitable planets close enough to make it.

“Janus? What’s going on?”, Virgil’s panicked voice suddenly filled the air.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! How did he best tell him without sending him into a panic attack?!

“We have a little problem. But I can fix it! We only have to land first. And… We’re lucky, there’s a planet in close proximity, XY-3. We’ll have to filter the air and be quick about it, but it’ll do.”

Silence. Janus looked over towards Virgil, who signed something with shaky hands: “Isn’t that the one with the storms? The one we were told to never land on, ever?” Janus gave him a wry smile. “Uh, yes. But it’ll be fine, promise. We’re a good team, we’ll make it in time. Everything is going to be fine, okay?”

And as Janus turned back towards the controls, he bit his lip and avoiding seeing Virgil’s expression, he desperately hoped that this one time his words would be the truth…

Uhm, everyone who read the prologue… I’m very sorry? Anyways…

Taglist!

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[turning-the-frigging-frogs-gay]

Roman!! 🌟❤👑

Favourite thing about them: again I can’t just say “everything” can I? I’d definitely say how dramatic he is!! I love all his references and the random singing and dancing, like he’s so confident and unashamed of who he is and I really love that about him... and everything else about him

Least fav thing: uhh... let’s just move on I don’t like this question /j. In all seriousness, if I had to be negative about roman I’d say he can be a little impulsive and not think before he speaks sometimes. Like laughing at Janus’ name was kinda mean. But really don’t get me wrong here- I love roman so much and I really found it difficult to say anything bad about him

Favourite line: “time out for thee, and time out for thee, focus on issues or focus on me” or any other rhyme he does or musicals reference he makes

OTP: this is difficult but I’d probably have to go for roceit or logince

BROTP: royality!! Chaotic right brain besties are my fav platonic ship

NOTP: should be very obvious

Random hc: he pelts musical songs in his room at 3am. Sorry I don’t make the rules

Unpopular opinion: in a similar bane to Logan, I’m not sure if dark side roman is as much of a big thing anymore but I’ve never been that much of a fan of it. No hate to anyone who does create/enjoy that content though!

Song I associate them with: most musicals song tbh, especially Hamilton

Fav photo of them:

Dramatic boiiii

Thank you for the ask, sorry for being a lil late replying!

Character ask game

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Sanders Sides TFP AU

Since @graedari has shown interest in this( at least I think they have), I’m gonna go ahead and post this.

EDIT, because I can’t BELIEVE I forgot this: Sanders Sides, Cartoon Therapy, the associated characters, and Remy(is that his official name? idk) belong to @thatsthat24.

Cybertronians: Logan, Patton, Roman, Virgil, Janus, Remus, Remy( not a side, but lots of people see him as such so...)

Humans: Thomas( and his family and friends, of course), Emile Picani( from Cartoon Therapy, also not a side, but again...)

Other Characters: Flambe, Digit, Buzz

Logan:

-Autobot

-Self-appointed leader of the group

-“It was a very logical conclusion, really: Patton is too childish. The twins too wild, especially when combined. Virgil is a habitual worrier. And Janus really doesn’t like responsibility.”

-“Childish” is a word he picked up while on Earth

-Rarely listened to

-Alt mode is a pickup truck, both on Cybertron and Earth

-Is basically a walking archive of all things science

-Loves to learn everything he can, and when he can’t he gets moody

-Does not like having emotions, but at the same time doesn’t want to be like Shockwave so instead of getting rid of them altogether, he merely hides them

-Can and will call you out on your bullshit

Patton:

-Autobot

-You’d think he’s the medic of the group, but he’s actually the muscle

-Doesn’t like hurting others, but doesn’t like others hurting his kiddos more

-On the topic, “Kiddo” and its variants are terms he picked up during his time on Earth

-If you hurt anyone on his team, he will hunt you down, protocols be damned

-Cybertronian alt mode was a tanker truck, Earth alt mode is a food truck

-Designated dad friend

-Has two minicons, whom he adopted

-Has a whole kitchen setup, no idea how to use any of it

-Thomas: “You have all these neat appliances, but you don’t know how any of it works?” Patton: “You have all those organs inside you, do you know how they work?” Logan: “I should certainly hope so! Unless I imagined him attending that medical class last year?”

-Yes, is afraid of spiders

Roman:

-Autobot

-Team tactician

-Not willingly trusting of others who aren’t Autobot from formation

-Once he gets to know them, though, he feels a little more at ease

-He and his brother were abducted my Decepticon spies who pretended to be converts and this is why he’s not so trusting of non-Autobots seeking asylum

-“You can’t be serious, Logan! He’s... Decepticon!”

-He does not like to talk about what happened behind enemy lines

-Alt mode is a sports car, similar to Wheeljack’s

-Has only one sword though

-However can create a shield

-Is ambidextrous, whatever hand his sword isn’t in becomes the shield

-Introduced to Disney movies by Thomas, immediately loved them

-Thomas’ guardian

Remus(No, I’m not doing this in order of name reveal and for good reason):

-Autobot

-Team demolistionist

-Became a Decepticon for a bit, but is now an Autobot for good

-Had to execute an Autobot prisoner to become a Decepticon

-They chose his brother

-Obviously he couldn’t bring himself to.

-“Our relationship’s weird like that. I hate him with all my being, but I’d also hate for him to come to harm. Especially by my hand!”

-Actually a lot more mature in behavior than canon Remus

-Alt mode is a muscle car, modified for competition in a demolition derby

-Along with his morning-star, also has a sword, a broadsword as opposed to Roman’s katana

-Also ambidextrous, whichever hand isn’t holding the morning-star holds the sword

-Neither weapon is designed for one-handed wielding, but Remus makes it work

Virgil:

-Arachnicon, Autobot aligned

-Basically a cybertronian with a spider-like mode

-He doesn’t like taking this form around Patton because he knows he’s afraid of them

-The actual medic

-Has a welding torch along with his regular kit

-Puts webs over freshly welded wounds to function the same way gauze wrapping would

-“Venom” is actually an antitoxin that cleans wounds and flushes most venoms and poisons from the body

-This also works on humans, but antitoxin can’t be left in the body after flushing, unlike with Cybertronians

-Stowed away on the ship the rest of them were on and did his best to keep hidden

-Patton caught him trying to get some energon from their supplies

-Logan lost a battle of will to let Virgil stay

-Roman was reluctant, but just could not bring himself to say no

-Remus happily welcomed the ex-con

-Alt mode is a hearse, mainly for the aesthetic

-Got confused for an on-duty hearse once, had to carry someone’s coffin to the cemetery without any humans noticing anything off

-He succeeded, and peeled out soon as he was out of there

-Also a Disney fan, thanks to Thomas

-And similar to canon, he notices the more subtle messages better than Roman does

-“It’s context, Princey! It’s not supposed to be obvious!”

Janus:

-Predacon, Autobot aligned

-Cloned from the remains of his ancestors long before the evacuation of Cybertron

-Thought the ship the others had taken off on was a cave and went inside to rest before it took off

-He was more than freaked out when he woke up and found he was no longer alone

-Learned about his ancestors and how to transform thanks to Logan

-Default mode is a two headed wyvern, alt mode is his humanoid mode

-Both heads are able to shoot fire, but niether is dominant, as they are both controlled by one processor

-Has a unique transformation due to his physiology

-Heads and necks become legs, legs become arms, wings become cape and tail becomes staff

-The gatherer for the team

-Can locate energon deposits from anywhere on the planet

-Sometimes these are untouched

-Not that Great at lying~!

-Damnit Janus, don’t edit my bullet list for you!

-[REDACTED INFORMATION]

-ffs, Janus why are you so worried about people seeing that?

-I see how it is: You have no problem with me talking about the other guys, but when I get to you, you want my followers to as little about you as possible.

-Well, I’m done with yours anyway.

-What’s that? A quote? Um...

-“I must say, Remus, you must take very good care of yourself.”

-How’s that? Good? Good.

Remy:

-Microcon, Autobot aligned

-Somehow able to safely drink coffee without it getting everywhere

-Do not get between him and his coffee

-You will end up with a new intake where it isn’t supposed to be

-Alt mode is an alarm clock

-Mainly stays at Thomas’ house, unless he somehow wanders off

-Logan had to put a tracker on him so he can be found again and returned home

-“C’mon, Logan! I didn’t go too far from home this time!”

-He did, in fact go too far from home

-<_<

->_>

-(Patton convinced the others to let Janus stay not long after finding him)

-Will only accept Starbucks coffee, for some reason

Flambe:

-Altered minicon, Autobot aligned

-One of Patton’s minicons

-Alt mode is an electric stove

-Is helping Patton learn how to cook

-“And then you whisk it like that, there you go!”

Buzz:

-Altered minicon, Autobot aligned

-Patton’s other minicon

-Loves pranks

-Alt mode is a microwave

-“AHH! WHAT HAVE YOU DON- Now what did I tell you about waiting for the beep?”

Digit:

-Microcon, Autobot aligned

-Alt mode is a calculator

-Offers help to Thomas if he needs it, but berates him if it’s a problem he should’ve been able to solve himself

-Very insistent if Thomas hides the face he’s struggling

-“1+2? Really? Eveyone knows what that equals, Sanders!”

Thomas:

-Pretty much Character Thomas from Sanders Sides

-Came across the bots while filming for one of his vines

-It may have been a Disney Prank

-I will reveal no more info regarding that

-Became fast friends with the lot

-Even Virgil

-Introduced him and Roman to Disney movies

-“Virgil, I know you’re worried about me, but I’ll be fine! Really.”

Dr. Picani:

-Thomas’ Therapist

-Loves cartoons of all kinds

-Thomas introduced him to the bots after they had been on earth for a year

-“When you said you had some ‘big changing factors’ enter your life, Thomas, I didn’t expect it to be taken so... Literally.”

And that’s all I got at the moment. If you think of anything you’d like to see added or changed, let me know!

[roseamongroses]

W.A.L: “The Last Supper” (28) (ii)

s u m m a r y

Eden was the lowest of the low, a monster, hardly human, and was set to be executed. Roman was on trial, perpetually stuck in time until it was time to atone for his families sins.Neither cared much for staying trapped.So when a Stranger offered freedom, offered peace, offered power, it was hard to say no.Even if it put them on the wrong side of history.

v i b e s

time is irrelevent, homophobia who?, magic and beasts, demigods

w a r n i n g s

Imprisonment, Mentions of execution, Blood/ injuries,  Mentions of past Death, repression, cursing, some  dissociation

c h a r a c t e r s

Deceit(Eden) Sanders, Remy Sanders, Logan Sanders, Virgil Sanders, Patton Sanders, Roman Sanders, Emile Picani, Elliot, Kai, Lauren, Dot

Ship: Roceit

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Everything was too loud and once again Roman felt like it was completely beyond his control. The forest’s weight was an oppressive entity, seemingly outside of normal nature’s reach. Everything either felt as if it was moving too fast for conscious comprehension or that it didn’t move at all.

He didn’t need to ask to know that this forest was older than time itself. And while plausibly Roman knew that nothing was too beyond a Sanders’ control, something deep within him said that he shouldn’t even try it here.

Even before when the tree-like beast attacked, he knew he had done something unspeakable when he ordered it to unmake itself. At the time he was too confused and panicked to care about the consequences but now...He's still confused, and still had that constant growing panic that made his hyperawareness a curse in itself, but at least he now had a goal.

Several in fact.

Most of which involved him burning The Stranger and The Council to the ground and getting his family away from all of this bullshit. But the key point of that was he had to get to Janus--he had to find Janus.

Larry carried him through the forest rambling about nothing in particular to no one in particular and Roman ignored Dot’s heavy stare. He tried to somewhat memorize where they were taking him, but the forest didn’t make any sense. It was made long before sense was even a concept, but eventually Roman caught on to how it worked.

Even if there was no distinct landmarks, there was an undoubtable heaviness that increased the closer they got to wherever they were going. Roman could feel the magic laying dormant become more and more unbearable, he could feel even his own magic being dwarfed as he realized just how big this “forest” was.

The long branches of the trees seemed to cluster and tangle together locking away the sky until even the faint twinkling of stars seemed to meld into the darkness. And yet they continued forward, seemingly unphased or alarmed by the complete darkness.

Only it wasn’t dark for long. Slowly, but surely, dots of glowing red started to line their path. The unblinking eyes swooping above their heads just out of reach or scuttling just out of view into the hearth.

At one point, Roman felt the pressure increase and realized they were going underground, deep underground--all the while the glow of the Misrae’s eyes grew steadily around him. All attentive and completely soundless aside from the beating of wings. It got to the point where the glow was enough to illuminate the caverns walls and the deep etchings and carvings that swirled across stone in a deeply familiar yet foreign language.

At a certain point a thought came to him that maybe this wasn’t a weird forest or a cavern. Another thought followed with such clarity that Roman flinched at the intrusion.

It wasn’t a forest or a cavern.

It was a tomb.

---

Roman tuned out most of The Stranger’s speech.

It was some long, drawn out thing about his many woes and how the Universe continuously stripped away everything he cared about and how he needed to fix it. At first Roman didn’t understand what “it’ was exactly because while the Council sucked ass, it didn’t seemed like The Stranger was only fixated on that. Some of his issues had to do with the decaying world while others dealt with the fuckery that was human society and how magic folk were being systematically destroyed.

So Roman assumes that fixing it, meant well fixing everything. It meant reconstructing how existence worked until it was all this perfectly oiled machine. And The Stranger planned to do it by bringing back the goddess and some-fucking how Roman was suppose to wake her up.

At that point in the speech, Roman was less bored and more tired because it was absolute bullshit.

“That,” Roman picked at his nails, “Is absolute bullshit,” he said, relishing in how he can audibly hear the bastard's blood spike.

Dot’s wings stretched to curl around The Stranger, but they jerked away, scowl firmly in place, “Of course you wouldn’t understand,”

“Oh I understand,” Roman sighed, leaning back against the makeshift bed, “You’re some old, sad, crusty man who likes taking his shit out on my boyfriend because no one likes you,”

The Stranger had an interesting vein popping in his forehead now, his blue eyes wild under the faint haze of the Misrae’s careful gaze, “I detail a plan constructed over centuries and you trivialize it to loneliness? This is not about me, this isn’t about you, this is about fixing this world and--”

“Are you done?” Roman groaned, hands tapping impatient, “Because I don’t fucking care. You’re holding my loved ones hostage and you want me to revive the fucking goddess so I’m going along with this shitty plan--what else do you want?”

“I want--” The Stranger snapped his mouth shut, a strange flush settling over his face. He cleared his throat, turning to Dot stiffly, “Get him ready,” he gritted, turning on his heel and disappearing to the shadows of the tomb.

Dot exhaled, turning to Roman, “I know you’re upset, but that doesn’t mean you have to upset him,”

“Upset him?” Roman scoffed, “He’s older than dirt he can deal with it,”

“He really can’t,” Dot said. She maneuvered about the room with an uncomfortable ease and grace, sidestepping the oddly place crates and horrifically sized spider webs.

Roman attempted not to flinch as she hefted up a large, wrapped, thing, that, if the smell was anything to go by, was most likely dead.

“What are you doing with that,” Roman said with a grimace, curling himself further against the wall.

Dot hummed, the air stirring with the noise, “Don’t you trust me?”

“No.”

“I…” Dot dropped the dead thing on the crate next to the makeshift bed, “That’s ...unfortunate,” she finally said, wings curling about her waist, “It isn’t personal, I’m just returning a favor,”

“I. Don’t. Care,” Roman said, still eyeing the thing with caution.

“Roman don’t be--”

“Don’t be what?” The air became ice, Roman’s eyes trained on anything but Dot, “Because I know my reaction is reasonable and I don’t appreciate you trying to convince me otherwise-- as if you being nice makes this situation any better,”

“It could be better,” Dot reasoned, slowly unwrapping the thing, “He has no ill will of you as far as I know and if everything goes right, you’ll be safe,”

“It doesn’t matter it’s still fucked up,” Roman felt the makeshift bed crack and he could hear the tomb stirring and it made him al the more uneasy, “And the thing is I know fucked up--Annaliese wouldn't even call me by my name for years and yet somehow you’re even worst,”

At that, Dot had stiffened, her wings dropping at once, “Roman--” she reached out.

“Don’t,” Roman gritted, the command rushing out all at once. Dot’s hand had frozen mid-air, her wide-doe eyes blown wide, body frozen, “I trusted you,” Roman finally said, voice small.

All at once Dot’s body relaxed, as if the taunt string had finally been cut loose.

She didn’t try to touch Roman again.

---

Waking the dead was sort of like reading.

It was picking apart at the layers of a life that wasn’t his and trying to decipher a meaning--trying to reason with the bits and pieces the life had left behind. The coaxing was the easy part, the magic of the dead still lingered in some way. Sometimes returning back to nature, sometimes laying dormant, other times well…

Roman let the smile on his face linger at the thought, memories of Remus’s laugh a comforting relief that was only interrupted by the brief twitching of the creature’s corpse in front of him. He frowned as he watched the brief flickering of life slip away all at once.

He had done it before successfully, sometimes accidental sometimes on purpose. But even the successes weren’t...right. Even though he had never seen the creature in life, Roman felt the wrongness wash over him as they twitched and writhed in their own juices, the stink of their magic flooding the room before quieting--taking their life with it.

“So who’s going to tell the ass that I suck at this,?” Roman grumbled.

“You don’t suck,” Dot said leaning over Roman’s shoulders,” You’re progressing well for such little time,”

“Um... well it's still dead,”

Dot sighed, “It is,” she said, “Technical ability only get you so far, especially with the dead--and they’ll only get more uncooperative if we place it in a vessel it’s unfamiliar with,”

“So how do I make it cooperative?”

“Convince it that this new life will be worth living,” Dot said as if that was easy, “It's fairly similar to how you grow plants, only more complicated, so the energy you’re putting in will affect the outcome,”

“Dot I really hope you aren’t fucking suggesting I think good thoughts to revive a corpse cause that’s pretty fucking hard to do when my family’s being threatened,”

“It would speed up the process,” Dot shrugged, “And you’ve done it before,”

“But before I at least had J- Deceit--” Roman snapped.

Dot didn’t say anything to that, her stare far too heavy so Roman fixated on the corpse in front of him, pushing himself to try again--at least the failure would distract him. The corpse crumpled into ash in front of him and Roman felt his irritation spike--hating himself even more when he instinctively looked up for Dot’s commentary.

The only thing was that when he looked up Dot wasn’t there, and then she was, drifting back into the room as if she never left, a single key hanging from her fingers.

She tilted her head, staring at him expectantly before turning on her heel.

Roman scrambled to follow.

[author-chan06]

Janus Sanders & Me

Janus Sanders:

General Personal Info:

Name: Janus Nathara

Age: 35

Pronouns: He/She

Gender: Trans Man

Orientation: Queer

From: Sanders Sides

Canon Compliant Personality? Mostly

Relationship With Me: Partner/Love/QPP

Backstory Of Us:

So when I was Roman, I remember, that we were actually quite close. Before the light and dark sides split, everyone’s roles were different, and me as Fantasy and Janus as Self, worked together quite well. You cannot have a Fantasy that allows you to escape, if you don’t know yourself enough to know what you want to escape from. Besides, we complimented each other quite well and with the way Janus questioned every authority figure we had, just like I did, he had never had a problem with my relationship with Remus. He found it a natural conclusion actually. We were ripped apart, she would say, it would make sense we would try to be back together in the most intimate ways.

Our friendship was severed when we all split up but I never did stop missing Janus and considering her one of my closest friends. Even though I thought the sentiments one sided.

When the dark sides started popping up in our meeting with Thomas it was… unsettling, but after my mistake with Virgil I was more inclined to listen to Janus when she argued her points. Also our childhood closeness made me feel as if I should try to understand. It was hard to not agree with her anyway, even if I had wanted to disagree. She had always been smart and his speaking has always been most persuasive.

That seemed to a mistake though, until it wasn’t, and our relationship became… complicated. I won’t bore you by rehashing all of canon again, so I will just say that, the flirting was strange, though I did like it, I admit, and after POF I was unsure where we stood, and I was even unsure of where I wanted to stand.

With some encouragement from Virgil, my partner as of the time, I went to talk to her, and found out that things were surprisingly similar to how they used to be. Once I stopped trying to pretend that I hated her and confessed that her words actually harmed me, a lot, she seemed just as eager as me to patch things up. That was when we got together, though it wasn’t officially a romantic relationship, it was more of a deep… friendship where we would occasionally kiss and have sex and cuddle. It is difficult to explain the feelings I had for Janus, but in this life I would settle on the fact that we had a queerplatonic relationship, with it leaning towards romance sometimes and leaning towards friendship sometimes, depending on how we were feeling in that particular moment.

Either way I love Janus and despite the change of who I am our relationship stood this change and the running away of time and space.

I missed her fiercely before I found the selfshipping community and now I have something to dull that pain and exchange it for love and the reveling in the memories we make.

My Remus Post talks more about the transition from Roman to Ari and how I felt and learned about all of that, here: Remus’ Post

We are together again now, and we shall always be for as long as I have time to give to her.

Relationship Info:

Anniversary: May 2nd

Ship Name: #ariceit

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