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Itsumi Yoko from Danganronpa Heartless Deceit

Is a bunny/age regressor!

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I LOVE HER AAAAAAAAAAAA

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Roman tried several times to talk to Janus but he always avoids him now or just leaves the room with a pale scared face. Logan and Patton try to comfort Roman while Virgil and Remus try to calm down Janus.

One day when Janus is regressed, Roman finally finds him and tries to talk to him, however this scares Janus and he runs away but Roman gives chase this time. It’s not until Janus is literally trapped in a corner screaming and crying and begging does Roman stop and stays a good few feet away from Janus.

Virgil appears because Janus is having the biggest panic attack Virgil has ever felt and is almost on the brink of one himself. He decides to act as a mediator for them but Janus cannot be little for this conversation so he summons Remus which ends up being a worse decision as Janus can only see through his tears. All he sees is two Romans, causing him to panic more and try to hide himself in the corner.

Remus is distraught by this and both are removed from the room as Virgil gets Patton to help calm Janus. Now Remus and Roman are being called by Logan. “No Remus he’s not scared of you he just couldn’t see through the tears.” “Roman everything will be fine if you talk it through when Janus is bigger.”

It takes so long for Janus to calm down and to get out of his headspace but once he does he agrees to talk to Roman on the condition that Virgil and Remus are there. Janus is shaking when he sees Roman and they begin to talk, it doesn’t go well at first but as the hours move on Janus can now be in the same room as Roman when he’s big.

It takes little Janus a little longer but both head-spaces aren’t without trauma. Neither head space can handle Roman being mad in general anymore.

Regressed Janus, crying: Re, we need to bury Sir. Squiggles.

Remus: Oh, honey, I’m sorry.

Roman, begrudgingly: Gimme the fucking rabbit. I’ll fix your stupid stuffed animal.

Remus: Wow, bro. You’re being nice to JanJan for nice.

Roman: I just don’t want the kid crying.

Remus: You love him, just admit it.

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This is the first chapter of my take on the Epic Musical story :D The main idea of a banished Athena story being inspired by Coqeuxari.

I hope whoever reads this enjoys it as this is really the first narrative writing I’ve done for myself, so I can put all my writing effort into it.

Feel free to talk about in the comments whether you liked it or not and why that is. Also I have ideas for the entire story I just have to flesh it out so if you want to ask anything about the story go ahead and I’ll try answer unless if it’ll spoil any surprises I want to add

Decided to post this directly here for right now as I had a AO3 account but forgot the password so I have to make a new one.

Anyways

One war

One decision

One Man’s desire

Chapter 1: Troy

During the late hours following the Greeks retreat from Troy its citizen came forth. Stepping out of gates for the first time in ten years was a strange feeling to these men and women. As they exited a strange sight lay before them. A construct of grandeur, of worship, of deceit. They gazed upon the giant brutian horse at its feet resided a being in a drunken stupor. Sinon proclaims the being as its consciousness breaches the blockade of alcohol surrounding his brain. He slurs his words into a barely understandable statement, “Da rest ov a men eft me ear o ells yeahs dis orse is to orgive oos for da estruction of yeas atue ta atena.”

“Good sir care to repeat what you’ve said.”

“Ifa’s ant oondand meh den ja shupid.’

“Appears the god of wine kissed his lips sir.”

“Clearly, perhaps whatever he’s said could be true?”

“I dunno sir, we’s can’t understand a word he’s said.”

“Get the prophet. If he can read the stars then surely he can read the contorted mouth of this man.” A man is usher forward by the crowd. Still bitter from the death of his child by the Greeks, he begrudgingly kneels before the man who’s liver had been battered as if punctured by acid. “A izah guy dat Ager megnom iled ah kyled ov. Erphaps oos ain’t ain amaged,” the man repeated the phrases that he told the other men in the crowd through breath that suggested his insides smelt only of fermented grapes. “ The Greeks have left this equine as a peace offering. It is meant to replace the statue of Athena they’ve decimated.” The crowd of men responds with an inconsistent mermer of, “ I knew that’s what he was saying.”

As the victors drudge the pine stallion inside their walls that repelled all attacks the Greek threw will now be the prison of 4000 men, women, and children. As twilight encroached upon the land the noise of praise, feast, dance, and victory filled the coffin. Inside the horse sat the Greeks finest executioners. The 10 year drag left them desperate enough to sit within the humid and damp body of the wooden structure in a ploy to inter the city and break out allowing for a festive slaughter. This disparate act was conjured by the very goddess whom claimed to value the Trojan no more than 12 hours ago.

However atop to mount in the throne room of the great olympians a pitiful scene unfolded. “Father!” Roared Ares whilst clutching his bleeding side as golden droplets fell to the floor, “Can’t you see? That pompous child of a step sister whom I share dominion with has caused a mortal to injure me! By her hand through his, she punctured my flesh! She must be cast down for overstepping your declarations! No god is to have involvement within this war, is that not what you’ve said!” Ares lashed about whilst spitting and hissing these words.

“Correct my adulterine brother,” snarled Athena through her beaked lips, “how strange, you enter the palace exclaiming woes of which you blame me. Yet you’ve overlooked the shortcomings within your plea. For how could you have been injured by a mortal partaking in the war without being a part of it as well, or perhaps you were,” said Athena as a snide smirk etched itself upon her face. “ How dare you! I wouldn’t have had to fight your lousy champion if he hadn’t speared my dears hand as she attempted to save our child-“

“There you go again speaking without thought. You’ve now admitted to your wife having been part of the war too, uxoricide through stupidity-“

“How dare you feathered lout proclaim that I’ve harmed my dearest!” Ares shouted as if it were a war cry.

“Perhaps I could get you to come forth with the names of the rest of your posse. Would save me time having to present evidence,” laughed Athena. Ares stood his armor rattling with a rage encased within his godly flesh. The rage of all the fallen in hades. A rage that if released on a mortal or army would be more devastating than any split atom. He stood there in silence as Aphrodite rushed to him having sensed his peril of which she had never felt before. “ My great boar what ales you! What’ve you done you unrequited orinth,” hissed Aphrodite. “ Why not ask your doltish pig, of whom I’m sadly related.”

One word was spoken. One word with range like thunder. One word which held the force of the greatest storm. One word which was spoken from the one that the trio was annoying, “SILENCE!” Zeus thundered, “Daughter, who might the rest of the guilty be?”

“The children Leto father,” chirped Athena. “Thank you, I’ve heard enough of your insolent bickering. It was giving a headache equivalent to the one that birthed you,” said the now tired and defeated sounding Zeus, “ You all have crossed a line I clearly set. Of which the punishment Ares suggests is fitting until you’ve each proven that you deserve to reside within this palace, as currently I see three pups arguing over the corpse of a rat.” The trio stands there in silence as they accept what will happen to them next. “Hermes!”

“Yeah pops?”

“Inform the twins of Leto of my decree so that they don’t question why they’ve been stripped of divine power.”

“Alrighty,” Hermes exclaims cheerfully, seeing this only for its hilarity. He then zips through the archway leading into Olympus. Following soon after a bright golden light fills the throne room. Once the light fades only Athena remains, “why have you left me father?”

“I expected better from you Athena. You are my most prized offspring, and yet you’ve fallen to the same height as mortals. Perhaps if I gave a visit to your favorite human you’ll understand that we’re not like them.”

“ Father WAI-,” the same light surrounds Athena as she is cast from Olympus to the base of the former Greek camp.

(Now watch Horse and the Infant then just a man)

Odysseus approaches the camp ground he slept at two days ago before tonight, as he heads towards where Eurylochus had landed his ship. As he passes through the charred ground he can’t help but think back to what he’s done. Then suddenly a hand jets towards him. He unsheathes his blade and readies it to strike whoever was foolish enough to sneak up on him. Right before he strikes he sees the face of his mentor. Before he can stop Athena throws him over her shoulder out of reaction. Odysseus now puzzled and with a dirt covered cape asks Athena what she’s doing here. He then realizes that she looks different. Less feathers, and lacking her distinct beaked lips. Also, she’s now missing her giant owl wings. He moves to speak when Athena reaches out for his shoulder. As her hand makes contact he’s shocked to feel its warmth, its weight, its mortality. He shutters as he croaks on his words. Athena explains her situation to him after which Odysseus wraps an arm around her shoulders which are a head taller than him and says, “ You can ride with me and crew back to Ithaca! It’s the only right thing to do when your life long goddess friend is now mortal and now requires the same as me,” he smiles with the dorkish grin he wore when she first met him all those decades ago.

“ I. . . Uh saw what my father had made you do from here, do you wish to speak of it or. . .”

“Nope I’d rather move past that as soon as possible.”

“Alright little man,” she says while staring down at Odysseus who’s 3 feet shorter than she is.

“Aight Atty,” Odysseus says through a smile of a kid annoying his mother.

“I thought you agreed never to say that again,” she says, scowling at him.

“And clearly I’m no little man anymore.”

“Hard to tell from up here,” she says smiling as they approach the bow of Odysseus’ ship.

Odysseus boards the ship followed by the giantess which caused confusion among the men on the ships until Odysseus interjected that she was an Amazonian warrior who he’d been friends with for years now. Eurylochus Examined her, unsure of her presence being Odysseus’ right hand. Polities ran up to Athena grasping her hand and eagerly shaking it, “ I’m so happy to meet you, any friend of my best buddy Odysseus is a friend to me,” polities said with a somehow even more dorkish smile surrounded by the stubble of a beard, as his head band covered his forehead.

POV: how it feels to post 1500 words of a fan story

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Sanders Ask Blog Masterpost!

Just as the title says! A place to find ask blogs for Thomas Sanders characters!! Have fun! And if you don't see one here you can ask me to put it on!

Most of these are just ones I've stumbled upon or inactive ones I followed a few years ago or were sent in to me. I unfortunately don't have many that I actually know about that are active, so suggestions are helpful!

Some haven't been updated in a while but they don't say they're inactive, I tried to only put ones who haven't updated in years in the inactive area, I will switch any around that needs to be.

Send me more that may not be here!

Let's start!

Asking Characters!

Ask Furry Sides! (My favorite.)

Dragon Witch Virgil

Ask Nico and the Sides

Ask Succubus Sides

Ask Patton

Ask Deceit Sanders

Ask Power Sides

TSS Swap AU Ask Blog

Ask The Snek Man

Ask The T Sanders Sides (inactive) -> Continued Here

Ask Sanders Sides

Ask The Rowanverse

7 Years Gone TS Sides

Ask Sanders Puppets

Agere Dukeceit

And last a little self promo cause I love them! Dark Boys Road Trip! & Apartment Bound AU! (oh and this one I forgot about Shenanigans AU there hasn't been any interaction with it hence me forgetting it)

Ask Virgil Anxiety Side

Ask Prince Roman

Inactive (maybe) or on Hiatus.

Ask Stranded Sides

Sides in Wonderland

Mindscape Form AU

Animal Guides AU

Logan Has No Powers AU

Patton Sanders Killed a Man

Quarantine Sides

Menagerie AU

Ask Roleswap Sides

TSS Coma AU

Ask Guardian AU Sanders Sides

TS Unsolved

Supernatural Sanders

TS Sides Ghost AU

Ask Monster Sides

Sanders Creatures AU

Sky High AU

Ask Virgil Vlogs

The Marching Sides

Mind God AU

Shuffleboard TS (last post in 22 but has only two posts)

Ask Dark Logan (story inactive but mod still posts about it)

Other Ask-ish Type Blogs!

Sanders Sides Confessions.

TS Sides Head Canon

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Spiralesque

[ spiral + esque ~~ spiralesque ]

A gender connected / related to or described as The Spiral / The Twisting Deceit , from The Magnus Archives . The fear of madness and despair , not trusting what you think .

[ flag ID : two rectangular flags with nine horizontal stripes . the colors from top to bottom are : muted pink , muted purple , muted blue , muted green , muted lime green , muted green , muted blue , muted purple , and muted pink . in the center of the first flag there's a spiral made of many forest green small circles . end ID ]

Coined by the prince 👑

[ PT : Anyone can use the terms that the charming has coined , but ke asks to Please DNI if any of these aply to you: racist, sexist, ageist, antimogai, antiliom, BaB, ableist, transmed, transcum, fujoshi, radfem, terf, proshipper, anti-agere, antifurry, NSFW blogs, (NO)MAP, zoophile, necrophiliac, incestuous or supporter of those who act on these types of paraphilias. end PT ]

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Kritik Terhadap Buku Orientalis Barat "The Truth about Muhammad" Penulis Robert Spencer Bag 1

Pendahuluan Buku berjudul The Truth about Muhammad adalah karangan Robert Spencer. Penulis yang lahir 27 Februari 1962 adalah seorang pengarang dan narablog Amerika Serikat yang dikenal karena kritiknya terhadap Islam dan penelitian tentang terorisme Islam dan jihad. Buku dengan ketebalan 224 halaman ini dibagi kedalam 10 Bab. Bab pertama membahas tentang Why a Biography of Muhammad is relevance today. Pada bab pertama ini, Spencer menulis sub tema tentang, Is Islam a Religion of peace? Why it matter? Dueling Muhammad, Why Muhammad matters, Polite fiction are useless. The purposes of this book, Why I did not want to write this book, Death to “Blasphemer”, Defending freedom of speech dan General notes. Bab kedua, Spencer menulis tentang In search of the historic Muhammad, dengan lima sub pembahasan. What can we really know about Muhammad? The Qur’an, The Hadits, The Sira dan Historical fact and Muslim belief. Pada bab ketiga, Ia menulis tentang Muhammad becomes a prophet. Bab ini juga terdiri dari lima sub pembahasan. Arabia before Muhammad, Muhammad’s early life, Khadija, The first visitation, dan The suicidal despair returns. Selanjutnya pada bab keempat, Spencer menulis tentang Muhammad revelation and their source. Dalam bab ini ia membagi sub bab dalam tujuh pembahasan. Borrowing from Judaism, “Tales of the ancient” Borrowing from Christianity, Other borrowings, Revelation of convenience? The consequences dan Modern embarrassment. Pada bab kelima, Spencer menulis, A warner in the face of a terrific punishment. Dengan sub pembahasan, difficulties of the Quraysh, The evolution of the command to wage war, The satanic verses dan The night journey. Berbeda dengan pembahasan sebelumnya, pada bab keenam Spencer menulis dengan sangat provokatif, Muhammad becomes a warlord. Dengan perincian sub bab, The Hijrah, The covenant between the Muslim and the Jews, The conversion of Abdullah and tension with the rabbis, The Hypocrites, The Nakhla raid dan The break with the Jews dan The change of qibla (directioan for prayer). Bab ketujuh, dengan pembahasan “War is deceit”, dengan sub bab The Battle of badr Allah’s, The muslim of booty fight for the Muslims, The Qayinuqa uinuka Jews, Ager toward Jew and Christians, Assassination and decet, The Quraysh strike, Assuaging doubts after Uhud dan The Deportation of Banu Nadir. Adapun bab delapan, pengarang menulis tentang Casting Terror into their hearts. Dengan perincian sub bab The battle of the Trench, Dealing with the Banu Qurayzah, Finding excuses for a massacre, The women of the Banu Mustaliq, Abdullah bin Ubayy and praying for one’s enemi, The treaty of Hudaybiyya, The raid at Khaybar, The poisoning of Muhammad dan The spoils of Khaybar. Dilanjutkan pada bab kesembilan, Spencer menulis Victorius through terror. Dengan 12 sub bab, The conquest of Mecca, Apostates to be killed, Muhammad at the Ka’bah, The battle of Hunayn and the mastery of Arabiya, Invitation to Islam, The Tabuk raid, Collecting the jizya, The last pilgrimage: the right of women and the expulsion of the pagans, The murder of the poets, Muhammad final illness and after Muhammad. Terakhir, Robert Spencer menulis tentang warisan yang ditinggalkan oleh Nabi Muhammad Saw. Bab ini bertemakan Muhammad’s legacy, dengan sub bab, The war on terror, pedhophile prophet?, Misogynist, Draconian punishments?, Warrior propet?, Islamic tolerance?, A kinder, gentler Muhammad, The veneration of Muhammad, Imitating Muhammad today, Frightening reality, dan What is to be done. Kritik terhadap isi Buku pada pembahasan buku ini lebih banyak memberi komentar pada bab keempat dari sub bab Muhammad’s Revelation and their Sources. Apa yang telah ditulis Robert Spencer dalam buku ini sangat provokatif dan berangkat dari sudut pandangnya yang dangkal tentang kebenaran sejarah hidup Nabi Muhammad Saw. Banyak dari para orientalis Barat mencoba menulis bahkan membantah tentang Qur’an dengan pengetahuan awam mereka. Layaknya Spencer, pengarang

Amerika yang mengaku telah belajar Islam selama 20 tahun ini, telah membuat beberapa hal yang sangat keliru terhadap sejarah nabi Muhammad, Qur’an dan Hadist. Jauh sebelum ini Ricoldo da Monte Croce (1243-1320) Kemudian, Ricoldo mengatakan karena perjanjian lama dan perjanjian baru tidak memperediksi sebelumnya, maka Al-Qur’an tidak boleh diterima sebagai “hukum Tuhan”. Selain itu, doktrin-doktrin islam mengenai kesalahan agama Kristen dan Yahudi tidak bisa diterima. Ia juga mengatakan gaya bahasa Qur’an tidak sesuai untuk disebut menjadi “kitab suci”. Konsep-konsep etika di dalam Al-Qur’an bertentangan dengan pernyataanpernyataan Filosofis. Dan yang selanjutnya, Al-Qur’an penuh dengan kontradiksi internal. Sebenarnya, masih banyak lagi jenis hujatan yang diarahkan kepada Qur’an, namun penulis hanya mengambil beberapa saja dari pernyataannya tersebut. Berbeda dengan Ricoldo dengan karyanya Improbatio alcorani (Contra legem saracenorum) Kebatilan Al-Qur’an (Menantang Hukum Islam), Martin Luther menerjemahkan karya Ricoldo dalam bahasa Latin, Confutatio Alcorani (Bantahan terhadap Al-Qur’an), Salman Rushdie dengan karnya “Satanic verses” (Ayat-ayat setan). Robert A. Morey (The Islamic Invasion) dan beberapa orientalis lainnya, Robert Spencer dengan karyanya “The Truth about Muhammad” menulis dengan tuduhan dangkal tentang pewahyuan dalam Bab Empat “Muhammad revelation and their source” atau Sumber wahyu-wahyu Muhammad. Dalam bab empat inilah Spencer menulis; “One of the most severe and lingering challenges to Muhammad’s claim to be a prophet both during the twenty-three years of his career and throughout the history of Islam, was his apparent dependence on Jewish, Christian and other sourches.” Terjemahan dari buku bahasa Indonesianya “Kebenaran tentang Muhammad” Salah-satu tantangan yang terberat terhadap klaim Muhammad sebagai seorang nabi, baik selama 23 tahun karirnya dan di sepanjang sejarah Islam, adalah ketergantungannya yang sangat jelas terlihat pada Yahudi, Kristen dan sumber-sumber lainnya. Di dalam pandangan Robert Spencer, klaim kenabian Muhammad merupakan tantangan terberat terhadap ajaran Yahudi dan Kristen, mereka berasumsi bahwa kenabian Muhammad merupakan tantangan terbesar bagi Yahudi-Kristen dalam mempercayai klaim tersebut. Begitu juga terhadap ajaran yang dibawa dan yang di sampaikan Nabi Muhammad sangat bergantung kepada agama terdahulu baik itu Yahudi dan Kristen. Pada kenyataannya tuduhan itu sangat tidak mendasar, melihat ajaran yang dibawa oleh nabi Muhammad justru sebagai imam daripada ajaran Yahudi dan Kristen yang sudah banyak di-distorsi oleh karangan dan saduran tangan manusia yang ingin mencocokkan kitab sucinyasesuai penafsiran agama mereka sendiri. https://id.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Spencer_(pengarang) https://id.wikipedia.org/wiki/Riccoldo_da_Monte_di_Croce Adnin Armas, M.A. Metodologi Bible dalam Studi Al-Qur’an, kajian kritis. (Depok: Gema Insani Press, 2005) Hal, 27. Ibid, hal 27 Robert Spencer, The Truth about Muhammad (Washington DC: Regnery Publishing, INC. 2006) p. 47 Terjemahan versi Indonesia Ikuti kami untuk konten inspiratif setiap hari: Facebook: @batutercom Instagram: @batutercom Twitter (x): @batutercom Telegram: @batutercom Tiktok: @batutercom Youtube : @batuter

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Potential Perjury Charges Loom for Craig Wright Over Satoshi Claims

Key Points

Craig Wright, who claims to be Bitcoin’s creator, faces potential perjury charges in the UK.

Wright’s assets have been frozen by the UK High Court to aid Peter McCormack, whom Wright sued for libel in 2019.

Craig Wright, the Australian computer scientist who has repeatedly proclaimed himself as the creator of Bitcoin, Satoshi Nakamoto, is currently under the threat of perjury charges in the United Kingdom.

A High Court judge in London has forwarded Wright’s case to British prosecutors after discovering that he had lied extensively to substantiate his claim of being Nakamoto.

Allegations and Legal Proceedings

On the 16th of July, Judge James Mellor stated that Wright had falsified evidence and lied persistently during the legal proceedings to back his claim of being the author of the 2008 Bitcoin whitepaper, the document that laid the groundwork for Bitcoin.

The Crypto Open Patent Alliance (COPA) initiated the case against Wright, looking for a definitive ruling on his claims.

According to Mellor, Wright’s actions were part of a calculated and comprehensive scheme of forgery and deceit. The case was referred to the Crown Prosecition Service (CPS) to decide if Wright should face charges of perjury and forgery.

The judgement states, “As COPA submitted, if what happened in this case does not warrant referral to the CPS, it is difficult to envisage a case which would.”

This implies that the CPS might consider issuing a warrant for Craig Wright’s arrest or seek his extradition if required. Judge Mellor has also recognized the involvement of nChain’s chairman, Stefan Matthews, in this false portrayal of Wright as Satoshi Nakamoto.

Response from the Crypto Community

COPA, backed by several prominent individuals and organizations such as Coinbase, MicroStrategy, Jack Dorsey, and Kraken, presented substantial evidence and expert testimonies in court. These exposed inconsistencies in Wright’s claims of being Bitcoin’s creator.

Furthermore, Wright also “made highly aggressive threats, including to bankrupt Bitcoin developers, have them imprisoned and to have them defenestrated”, according to the evidence.

Wright’s actions have led to severe criticism from the crypto community. In 2021, Ethereum founder Vitalik Buterin publicly labeled Wright a scammer. Venture capitalist Christen Ager-Hanssen shared the news on X, stating:

“Both [Stefan Matthews and Craig Wright] are deeply complicit in this fraudulent scheme that has misled and deceived countless people. The court’s decision […] is a major development in the Satoshi Nakamoto saga and a step towards justice.”

Freezing of Assets

In the meantime, a legal document filed on July 5 revealed that the High Court of the United Kingdom had issued a Worldwide Freezing Order against him.

This order effectively froze Craig Wright’s assets to assist entrepreneur Peter McCormack, who Wright had sued for libel in 2019. The freeze allowed McCormack to obtain $1.9 million (£1.5 million) in legal fees incurred during the libel case.

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~Janus Stimboard!~

💛 🐍 💛 / 🐍 💛 🐍 / 💛 🐍 💛

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How late did Ro let you stay up little snake?

leven!!!! he was bein a meanie butt soo got to stay up hehe

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Little space Janus.. Regressing in the middle of an argument? Anyone as caregiver?

((I'm so sorry for how long it took me to write this! I'm always up for a bit of hurt/comfort :)

"Stop!"

"And if you would just listen, just once! Then maybe we wouldn't be here! But look at what happened!"

"Oh come on, like you're innocent! At least I don't project my issues onto others!"

"Oh, I know you didn't just try to pull that card!"

"Oh, I absolutely did! And let's not forget the whole 'hide Remus and Janus from the others' game!"

"Seriously? That again?!"

Janus couldn't really decipher who was saying what anymore. The conversation had started out like any other - curt smiles, civil phrases like 'how's your day', everyone pretending like they weren't not-so-secretly mad at each other. Then Virgil had found Remus's sock in the coffee grounds, Remus had vehemently denied that it was his ("It's covered in octopi and has a big red stain on it! Who else could it belong to?"). Remus mentioned that there were cobwebs on his ceiling that definitely hadn't been there the night before ("Your stupid spider probably went in there when I scared Roman in the Imagination! How else would they get there?").

From there, it had turned into insults. Insults turned into airing dirty laundry, and now the two were caught in a screaming match where they took out their frustrations on each other.

Normally, Janus would be fine with a situation like this. After all, he had his own feelings surrounding how Virgil and the others had treated him and Remus. But today it was too much. He'd had so much going on lately, what with talking more with Patton, Virgil drawing further and further away, and Roman outright refusing to even look at him now. None of that included his usual responsibilities of keeping Remus in check, making sure Virgil's worries did not send Thomas into an outright panic, having Thomas take care of himself, and keeping back the ever-wrathful Orange until the right time.

In short, he was stressed and overworked. He couldn't handle it all anymore.

"Ssssstop!!!" The lights flickered for a moment and flashed between bright white and deep yellow while something unseen slithered along the kitchen floor with a low hiss and a rattle.

Virgil and Remus froze. Janus never lost control like that.

"Janus? You alright?" The deceitful side curled into himself and began to sniff. He remained silent.

"Jan, come on, what's wrong?" Remus and Virgil glanced at each other, wondering the same thing.

"'S too loud."

Virgil mentally cursed at himself for not noticing how upset Janus was. Between him and Remus, he was the one most responsible when it came to times like this. After all, he'd been taking the caretaking role for Janus for years now.

Virgil stepped forward and hugged the other side. "Hey, no one's mad at you. Remus and I just got too angry and should have taken a break. You didn't do anything wrong, ok?"

Janus remained silent. He clung onto Virgil, hands fisted in his sweatshirt.

Remus walked off to the living room, switched the tv to some kid-friendly channel, and headed off to his room. As much as he would love to stay and comfort Janus, he tended to scare him more than anything when he was small and scared.

After sitting with him for a little bit, Virgil took off Janus's hat to pat his head. "Hey, let's go sit and watch tv for a bit, alright? We can talk when we're both calm. Does that sound ok?"

Janus nodded slightly and held onto Virgil tighter.

"Alright, let's go sit down, buddy." He picked up the other side and carried him over to the couch to sit. After making sure they were both comfortable, Virgil waved his arm and hoped that he was summoning the right thing. Janus was always better at summoning items from places other than his own room, Virgil tended to overthink and grab the wrong thing.

Luckily though, he grabbed the right one this time. "Hey, I've got Bananaconda here. He looks like he wants a hug." Janus reached out for the stuffed twin-headed snake and immediately drew it in close to himself.

"Is that a bit better, Jan?" Deceit nodded and kept his face hidden.

"Alright, let's just relax and watch some tv. We can talk if and when you're ready to later. Let's just rest for a bit." Janus nodded and curled into Virgil's side.

If you asked them later, it never happened. Remus would deny it outside of their personal circle and Virgil would insist that he and Janus weren't talking to each other. Janus could deceive his way out of almost any conversation. The trio may have their differences and be going through a rough patch in their relationship with each other, but they still looked out for each other when it mattered.

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Dee Little Snake

Summary:  Janus uses age regression as a way to destress but has little control over it whenever he grows upset. Trying to keep a secret like that can be hard when you’re only four years old, and thus family bonding ensues in a way nobody expected, least of all Deceit.

Chapter Warnings: Mild angst

Ships: none

Word Count: 1295

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Chapter 6 - A Storm of Purple and Blue

Dee snapped up as his room was illuminated with a bright flash followed just seconds later by a band so loud and close it seemed to shake the walls and rattle his small frame. Rain pelted heavy and hard against the windows and the wind whistled straight through the walls making him whimper and pull the blankets up over his head. He hated waking up little and doing so during a thunderstorm seemed cruel. Or was he little because of the storm? 

Another loud crack of thunder scattered what little bit of coherent thoughts he could force himself to string together. He curled up as tight as he could and grabbed his nearest stuffed an animal, a rather ratty purple bear Virgil had let him have when they were actually children, squeezing it as hard as he could and willing every scrap of comfort he could get from the action to soothe him enough that he could try to sleep through the storm. He saw the bright flash of light even with his eyes closed tight and cover over his head and he tensed, bracing himself for another roar of thunder.

And roar it did, like a thousand lions staking their territory from across the plains or a great dragon sounding a battle cry over a castle full of knights. It lingered this time as well, seeming to echo around and around in his skull. His eardrums throbbed with the noise and he tried in vain to keep tears from falling as the sound finally faded only after an eternity had passed, leaving him shaking as if he was buried in snow rather than overheating under a thick duvet. Making up his mind he waited for the next flash of light, holding Vee as tightly as he could in preparation for the next roll of thunder. Pressing his lips together he fought hard to stay calm as the walls shook once again with the force of the noise, though thankfully it seemed to take a little longer for it to start. He remembered Virgil saying that that meant it was moving further away.

It didn’t matter now as he took a breath and threw the covers off quickly, almost slipping as his feet fought to find purchase on the floor in his hurried state. Managing to catch himself in time he made a beeline for the door, throwing it open and sprinting out as the hallway was illuminated by another flash of lightning. He fell against the wall and pressed himself as close to it as he could while curled around his bear as thunder roared once again, somehow louder in the hallway than it had been in his room and making the soles of his feet vibrate with its intensity. He cried out before slapping a hand to his mouth and snapping his head up in fear as something touched his shoulder, thankfully greeted by Logan with his glasses askew and rumpled pajamas hanging off of him. Dee didn’t even bother thinking before throwing himself at the other, clutching to his pants legs in fear and burying his face against his knee. He was embraced somewhat awkwardly from the angle but it still helped him relax someone, shaking abating only a little as another strong roll of thunder sounded through the hall.

“Dee. Can you hear me?” The soft question cut through his fear and he nodded. “Would you like me to pick you up or would you simply like your hand held? I’m asking because I think our best course of action would be to go to the kitchen and turn the lights on...and maybe since it’s a special case...make hot cocoa as a treat to help us feel better.”

At the mention of cocoa, Dee’s mood instantly improved, stepping back hesitantly while still clutching his bear to his chest. Logan waited patiently as the other weighed his options carefully; Dee didn’t want to bother Logan but cocoa definitely sounded better than trying to find somewhere to hide where he couldn’t hear the storm anymore. Holding out his hand he looked up at Logan with hope shining in his eyes. “Cocoa please?”

“An excellent choice.” Logan carefully took his hand and pulled him close as they made their way quietly down the hall, though they were both surprised no one else was awake because of the storm. Logan paused as Dee hesitated in front of Virgil’s room, wanting to wake him but feeling slightly selfish for it since Logan was already with him. Logan thankfully seemed to read his mind and gave his hand a squeeze, prompting the small side to look back up at him.

“He might be awake- he doesn’t do well in storms if memory serves. You can knock if you want to see if he’d like to join us.”

Nodding, Dee reached forward with the bear and knocked gently, rapping just a little more firmly with the last two so he had a chance of actually being heard. The door opened almost immediately to reveal Virgil wrapped up in his hoodie with noise canceling headphones around his neck and eye shadow a deeper black than usual, bringing even the deepest shadows of his room to shame as they writhed behind him. He seemed surprised to see Logan but recovered quickly enough, smiling tightly as he shut the door behind him and reached forward to ruffle Dee’s hair a bit. Opening his mouth to speak he seemed to think better of it and waved instead, not trusting his voice to be normal with the heightened anxiety.

“Logan’s makin’ cocoa!” Bouncing on his toes a bit he looked up at Virgil and held out his hand, keeping his last three fingers wrapped firmly around his bear's paw while he waited expectantly. Taking the hint Virgil clasped his warm hand around Dee’s cooler one and they resumed their walk down the hall. Virgil exchanged a look with Logan that Dee didn’t catch but he was suddenly lifted a bit into the air before being set down gently on the steps, giggling as he was lifted again and again, kicking his feet up and swinging a bit every time time they went down. Storm all but forgotten they lifted him one more time, settling him into Virgil’s arms as Logan went to get out the mugs and cocoa. Still giggling while hugging his bear he leaned back against Virgil and felt the other lay his cheek on top of his head, slightly distorted humming making the silence cozy while Logan turned on the stove to heat the milk.

It was comforting and warm and Dee barely registered that the storm had passed until Logan mentioned it offhandedly, placing three mugs down on the table. Dee watched as Logan paused for a second looking at them, a small small wrinkling his eyes as he looked away to wash the pan. Only after being set down in front of his mug while Virgil sat beside him did he realize why.

“You’re purple.” Virgil started a bit as tiny hands reached forward to pat his cheeks, bear forgotten in light of the new purple he was currently admiring. Squinting his eyes in confusion before realization dawned on his face Virgil smiled openly, tapping on the back of Dee’s hand in a random rhythm as he continued to pat his cheeks. Logan ruffled both of their heads walking past, getting a huff from Virgil and a giggle from Dee as they all settled in front of their drinks and basked in the newfound calm after the storm. They’d all most likely regret saying up this late in the morning, but for now happy content radiated from all of them in the quiet peace of the mindscape.

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[snowe-zolynn-rogers]

Regressed Janus: *is quiet during a conversation*

Virgil: At least Janus is quiet for once.

Regressed Janus: *starts crying*

Remus, being held back by Roman: LET ME AT HIM! I’M JUST GOING TO TAKE HIS HEAD OFF!

[smolsidesandco]

I like to think the first time Virgil is regressed it would go something a little like this.

Remus: "Um...."

Regressed Virgil: *looking up at Remus and chewing on his sleeve*

Remus: "You want a beer?"

Janus: "He's four!"

Remus: "I dunno what I'm supossed to do with him!!"

[the-coiner-prince]

Fluidere-Abscontypen

[ fluid(um) + (ag)ere + abscon(ditus) + typen ~~ fluidere-abscontypen ]

A neurowiry when one's psyche , thinking pattern and development are described like this :

Someone who lives among others like if they were acting , so no one really knows one's true nature , changing how they act according to who they're with and how they want to present . One is like this because they think others don't deserve to know their true self , and like to play and experiment with people and how they feel and react to some behaviours . They might prefer and enjoy most to do things alone , when they can be true to themselves .

Some characteristics :

Coldness

Ever-changing behaviour

Manipulativeness

Deceitfulness

Uncaringness

Assertiveness

Etymology :

Agere means to act in Latin

Fluidum means fluid in Latin

Absconditus means hidden / concealed in Latin

[ note : this is not a gender / xenogender , so don't tag as such ]

Coined by the prince 👑

[ PT : Anyone can use the terms that the charming has coined , but ke asks to Please DNI if any of these aply to you: racist, sexist, ageist, antimogai, antiliom, BaB, ableist, transmed, transcum, fujoshi, radfem, terf, proshipper, anti-agere, antifurry, NSFW blogs, (NO)MAP, zoophile, necrophiliac, incestuous or supporter of those who act on these types of paraphilias. end PT ]