#cold blooded janus

[lil-toastie-boi]

Space Heater

Fandom: Sander Sides Pairing: Moceit (Janus/Patton) Tags: Fluff, Cuddling, Cold-blooded Janus, Ficlet Summary: Janus can't fall asleep one night due to being freezing from being cold-blooded, and decides to go to his boyfriend Patton for some warm snuggles

Janus buried himself further in his nest of soft weighted blankets, shivering despite how warm he should be. After an hour and a half of futile attempts to feel warm, he reluctantly emerged from his blanket fortress and sat up, shivering. He hugged himself and rubbed his arms trying in vain to warm himself.

He could go to his boyfriend, Patton, but he was almost against it. He could handle a little cold, right? No, no he couldn't, despite how much he tried telling himself he could. He sighed and stood, leaving his room and heading down the hall to Patton's room.

Standing outside Patton's door, Janus hesitated before tentatively knocking, hoping not to disturb Patton's rest. After a few moments and some shuffling behind the door, it opened, revealing Patton looking adorable yet tired in his gray cat onesie. “Oh, hey pumpkin, did you need something?” Patton smiled warmly, stepping aside in case his partner wanted to come inside his room. Janus smiled back tiredly at Patton, taking the offer and walking in.

“Yes, I need my space heater of a boyfriend” He walked over to the bed and sat on the edge of it, the springs creaking under his weight. Patton giggled as he shut the door “Is it too cold?” he asked as he sat next to Janus, who nodded. “Way too cold.” “Well good thing you have me!” Patton smiled and wrapped his arms around Janus, pulling the both of them down so they were laying in bed.

Patton took a moment to pull his incredibly soft blankets on top of them, before looking at Janus “Do you wanna spoon or lay on top of me or just hug?” He held Janus’ hand momentarily while the freezing side thought. “Spoon, please.” He decided, turning over so his back was facing Patton, soon smiling at feeling strong arms wrap around his waist and pull him close.

“Alrighty!” Patton giggled, squeezing Janus briefly, who let out a pleased sigh. “This is much better…” He closed his eyes, finally relaxing as he warmed up. “Wonderful.” Morality smiled softly, lifting a hand to gently play with Janus’ hair. “Baby?” “Hm..?” “I’m happy you came to me when you needed me.” Janus smiled softly, taking Pattons other hand and bringing it to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to his knuckles. “Me too, sunshine…”

[part-time-zombie]

Alright I'm already in love with the whole cold-blooded Janus fanon-turned-canon fact we've got, and I still absolutely love the fic potential it has for putting Janus in a position for hurt/comfort by making him cold and therefore sick, but listen...

What about the opposite?

When it's warmer outside, reptiles like to sunbathe and soak up as much heat as possible, especially since the warmer they are, the more energetic they become.

And since Thomas lives in Florida, there's likely to be lots more warm days than there are cold, so I'm just thinking about Janus lounging outside in the sun for half the day, and while everyone else is miserable from the heat he's all lively and chipper.

All the other sides are sweaty and tired and just generally hating life, and even Logan can't bring himself to get any work done with how humid and unpleasant the weather is even indoors, then there's Janus practically prancing around the place with a smile because for him this is the best day ever.

(I also headcanon that it's a main reason he wears all black. Aside from it being fashionable and fitting with his aesthetic, it also helps to attract and hold in heat, which he finds really useful.)

[fossilizedhysterics]

ummmm i didnt like the new episode but!! i got to make this so it doesnt matter

[thedragonemperess]

THE SCREAM I SCRUMPT WHEN JANUS SAID HE GOT PATTON AND THE SCREAM I SCRUMPT WHEN IT WAS A FUCKING CARD

[chemically-imbalanced-emo]

[blu2bee-froast]

Thinking about Moceit and Janus being cold blooded.

Blankets don't help him stay warm which is annoying, but they do help if he's under a blanket /with/ someone and getting all cuddly and snuggly which he loves doing with Patton so it's okay. He has his own electric heat blanket that no one is allowed to touch though, even Patton.

Patton always makes sure the sides bundle up before going outside in cold weather, but obviously that doesn't help Janus. It makes Patton anxious that Janus just goes out in whatever he was wearing at the time but Janus has to remind Patton that it doesn't help anyway. Patton knitted Janus a scarf and a pair of mittens and had one of the twins enchant it to stay warm because he doesn't want Janus to be cold :(. Janus loves them a lot but in all honesty he never went out in cold weather /too/ much anyway, because he gets sluggish in the winter and would rather stay in.

Janus doesn't need to eat as much as the other sides because cold blooded creatures simply don't need as many calories. He treats himself to little snacks, of course, but he can only stomach a full meal about once every couple of weeks. When Janus started attending family dinners and only eating one or two bites Patton was very worried but Janus assured him that he was okay. When Janus declares he his hungry once a month Patton cooks up the most delicious dinner in the world ever bc he wants Janus to really be able to savor the nice meal.

[thepartyishere]

sanders sides fandom is not dead!!! new video and we rise from the depths to be trending!!!

[nandysparadox]

i loved the new video i needed that

[violets-and-books]

Patton: So, who's the clingy one?

Janus, his head on Remus' lap, wearing Remus' jacket over a hoodie he also stole from Remus, without missing a beat: Remus, obviously

[part-time-zombie]

The latest sanders sides episode revealed that janus is canonically cold-blooded and noone else was doing anything with it so I had to write something myself because there's so much potential there

(No I haven't posted it yet, I'm still working on it...)

For reference mine was I was so mad at the canon ending for my favourite character in an otome game that I wrote fanfic to fix it

[ellecdc]

Hiyaa, I’m back again for another seer!reader😋

This one’s connected to the other seer!reader, I was thinking, what if mini padfoot inherits his mother’s abilities? Although he still can’t differentiate the line between his visions and dreams since he is really young. So what happened was he dreamt that a wolf was running after him and his baby sibling and he got so scared that he told his parents, then at the end they all figured out it was just a harmless dream?? Yes, angst with a happy ending please😚

Have a great day babes!🩷✨

mini-padfoot stoppppp I love them

poly!marauders x Seer!reader whose son inherits her gift of Sight

CW: hurt/comfort, fluff, Remus spiralling, continuation of this fic

If you had told Remus at any point in his life that he would one day be a doting stay-at-home-father of not one but two children, he would have called you barmy and maybe suggested you be admitted into the Janus Thickey ward at St. Mungo’s.

But alas, here he was, currently baking in his kitchen whilst his two children napped as he waited for his partners to return home from their various jobs.

And he loved it. 

As if perfect timing, Remus had just slid a sheet of biscuits into the oven and set a quick timer when he heard his oldest starting to cry. 

“I’m coming, cariad.” He called out as he wiped the flour off his jumper and pushed the door open to his son’s room, hoping to calm the crying before he managed to wake his younger sibling. 

“Da!” Leo sobbed, holding his little arms out to Remus. Remus quickly bent down and scooped the toddler up into his arms and began shushing him and bouncing back and forth.

“You’re okay, m’love. Da’s right here.” He murmured into his head of curly black hair. 

Though Remus knew toddlers and babies often cried as they woke up, Leo seemed to be particularly distressed after today’s nap. 

“Hey, hey cariad; what’s the problem, hm? What’s the matter?” Remus cooed as he pulled his son away from his body to examine his face. 

Remus’ heart lurched as he watched the little black-haired, grey-eyed bub rub at his eyes with pudgy fists; lip jutting out as he took in shuddering breaths.

“Saw bad.” He pouted miserably. 

Remus’ heart lurched once again for the poor mini-padfoot who was plagued with his mummy’s gift of Sight. 

“Did you have a bad dream?” Remus asked cautiously. 

After many discussions that Sirius, James, and Remus had with you, they decided it was best to have Leo describe any potential Sights as dreams until he was old enough to be able to cope with potentially unsettling Sights; there was no use in your child stressing over things he could not control or even properly understand yet.

“Yeah.” The boy cried again.

“What was the dream about, my love?”

“Bad wolf.”

Remus felt his blood run ice cold as he stared at his son in horror.

A Bad Wolf.

“What did the bad wolf do, cariad?”

Leo let out a pitiful sniffle as his big eyes stared up imploringly at his father. “He was chasing us, me and my baby sister. I had to carry her but she wouldn’t stop crying and the wolf kept chasing us. He was growling and drooly and just very scary.” He explained, the end of his sentence punctuated with another sob.

Remus’ body seemed to move in autopilot as he pulled the child back into his chest and began rocking him back and forth, murmuring soft encouragements of ‘your safe now’, ‘da’s got you’, and ‘there’s nothing to be afraid of’ even though Remus himself was terrified. 

It was him.

He was The Wolf. 

He was chasing them…hunting them; his own children.

He should have known; he should have known better.

He was a monster through and through and he had no right to endanger the lives of these two innocent babes.

He felt sick and twisted even holding Sirius’ doppelganger in his arms like he had any right to tell him it was all okay and he was safe now. As if he wasn’t currently cradled in the arms of the monster he so feared. 

Remus moved the child to the living room where he popped on a video of Winnie the Pooh or some other children’s cartoon on the muggle telly for him and handed him a small cup of apple slices.

He stood in the corner of the room - the closest he’d allow himself to Leo - chewing at his cuticles until James walked in the door.

“Daddy!” Leo shrieked excitedly as he abandoned the remaining apple slices in favour of launching himself at his father. 

“Hey lovebug!” James cheered back, swinging the toddler back and forth in his arms before putting him back down and letting him race back off to his shows.

“‘Lo Moons! How was- is…is everything okay?” James started, but paused as he noticed Remus’ tense body language. 

“Can you please watch them?” Remus whispered, referring to the one child sitting in front of the telly and the other still sound asleep within her bassinet. 

“Of course.” James started, sounding like he was ready to ask Remus what was going on, but Remus never gave him the chance.

Remus swiftly moved down the hall and closed himself into their bedroom where he let out his own sob that had been stuck in the back of his throat. 

The house smelled heavenly, alerting you to the fact that Remus had been playing around in the kitchen again. You’d been coming home to some of the most delectable pastries and breads that Remus always found some fault in - they were too dense, too flaky, not risen enough etc etc - but they never failed to make your mouth water each and every time.

The pleased smile that had taken over your face as you entered your home quickly vanished when you entered the living room to a tension you weren’t accustomed to in your own home. 

Sirius was standing with the youngest of your two children cradled in his arms as he and James murmured solemnly back and forth, and your oldest watched cartoons completely unaware of any stress colouring the atmosphere around him. 

“Hey you guys.” You offered cautiously, causing Leo to jump up to greet you.

“Hi mummy!” He shrieked, causing your daughter to stir unhappily in his papa’s arms. 

“Where’s Da, pumpkin?” You asked him as he wiggled out of your grasp, clearly eager to return to his shows.

“In bed.” He responded simply, causing you to look at your husbands bemusedly. 

Sirius and James exchanged a glance as James moved over to you. “He’s in the bedroom. He seemed very upset when I got home and all he told me was ‘Leo Saw something’.”

You let out a sigh as you looked over at your son, feeling horribly guilty that he was plagued by the same ‘gift’ that you were. You could remember some of your earliest sights at perhaps only slightly older than he currently was, and how upsetting not only the Sights could be, but how upsetting it could be when they happened to come true.

But, you also knew that at his age, what Remus described as a Sight could easily have been a simple dream.

You made your way down the hallway towards your bedroom, pausing to knock gently twice before letting yourself in.

Remus was sitting hunched over on the edge of the bed with his elbows on his knees and his face in his hands with his back facing you.

You aren’t sure when the last time you saw him look so dejected was, but it caused a horrible lump in your throat nonetheless. 

“Moony, love?” You called quietly, moving slowly around the bed in order to stand in front of him.

He never looked up at you, but a sob escaped him at your words.

“Baby.” You cooed as you knelt; placing your hands on either side of his knee and trying to rub circles with your thumbs in an attempt to get him to look at you. “What happened, my love?”

Through quiet sobs, you managed to catch “He’s scared of me. I’m going to kill him.” 

“Remus.” You said more seriously. “That’s impossible.”

“He saw the Wolf, Y/N.” Remus responded emphatically, pulling his hands away from his face to expose his reddened and swollen eyes and cheeks. “It…it was - I was chasing him, and he was carrying our sweet-” He cut himself off with a hiccup and tried to cover his face again, but you caught his hands and brought them to your cheeks instead. 

“He was trying to protect his little sister, and the Wolf was hunting them. I was hunting them.”

“No Remus.” You argued, but Remus screwed his eyes shut as if your refusal to believe him caused him physical pain.

“Remus Lupin, you listen to me; you would never allow anything to happen to those kids. You love them more than anything in this world; I’ve never been more certain of their safety than when they’re with you.”

Remus didn’t seem completely convinced as he shook his head in disagreement, though he didn’t bother arguing with you. 

“And even if that wasn’t true.” You began, drawing your syllables out to encourage him to return his eyes to yours, which he did. “You have three of us here who also would never allow anything to happen to them. If you don’t trust yourself, don’t you trust us?”

Remus let out a defeated sigh as he rested his forehead against yours; his hands still stationed where you were holding them against your jaw as his thumbs gently rubbed near your cheekbones. 

“Besides,” You added quietly, nudging his nose gently with your own. “I’m a much better Seer than Leo; if anything were to happen to my children - I’d be the first to know.” 

Remus let out a quiet snort at that, causing you to smile. 

“I’m sorry you’ve had a bad day, my love.” You soothed; pulling your head back to press a kiss to his nose only for him to hold your head there and press a gentle kiss to your lips in response.

“It wasn’t a bad day.” He countered. “It was quite good, before he woke up from his nap terrified.”

You let out a sympathetic hum of acknowledgement and pressed another kiss to his lips. “It could have very well been a dream, baby.”

Remus sighed as if he knew that, but just couldn’t help being worried. You understood his dilemma. 

Before either of you could respond, a cautious knock was rapped against the door as James and Sirius both poked their heads in.

“Hey, Moony.” James started, sounding all kinds of guilty.

“So, Leo told us about his dream he had this afternoon.” Sirius continued, grimacing slightly at the admission. 

“Yeah! And, uhm, funny thing…that…” James soldiered on. “It turns out-”

“Red Riding Hood!” Leo squealed as he shoved his head between Sirius and James’ legs.

“What?” Remus asked in bemusement. 

“Well, we had a playdate over with the Lovegood’s yesterday, right? And Xenophilius read this muggle nursery rhyme to them-”

“James…” You groaned, leaning your forehead down on Remus’ knee as he rubbed his thumbs through the baby hairs on the back of your neck.

“Why don’t you tell them what happened next in your dream, bubs. After the wolf was chasing you?” Sirius encouraged.

“Me and sissy got away from the wolf because Mama showed up with two knights and they fought the wolf! And the knights were Daddy and Da, and then we all went and rescued Papa from an evil witch who locked him in a tower!” Leo explained excitedly. 

“Leo,” Remus chided jovially. “You didn’t tell me any of this when you woke up.”

“I forgot!” Leo said with a shrug before he went racing back off down the hallway. 

“Cheeky bastard.” You sighed quietly causing Sirius to bark a laugh. 

“Sure is; he is his father’s son, afterall.”

“I’m so sorry, Rem.” James offered guiltily. “I was just so excited to learn muggle nursery rhymes and stories; I never even made the connection of the Wolf.”

Remus shook his head at his husband in faux contempt as he turned to lean his head against yours once again. “I’m gonna kill him.”

You hummed as if in thought. “No you won’t.”

“How can you be so sure?” He asked with a smirk.

You smirked right back. “Because, I would have Seen it.”

“Fair enough.” He whispered back. 

“Right. So, now that we’re all good.” Sirius began. “Can we have those biscuits you made yet? They smell bloody brilliant.

“You can.” Remus replied. “None for Prongs.”

This earned him a bark of laughter from Sirius and a horrified squawk from James.

“Ha ha. You’re in the doghouse.” Sirius taunted James, turning to flee quickly when James turned to glare daggers at him.

You knew James had caught up to him when you heard an inelegant shriek from Sirius and Leo squealing in laughter at his fathers’ antics.

“I love them so much.” You mused aloud.

Remus breathed out a laugh through his nose. “Me too.”

[part-time-zombie]

Assorted snake boy janus headcanons for no reason:

(turns out he's apparently canonically cold-blooded, sheds his scales, doesn't have pores, shape-shifts, and has a thing called "snake telepathy" and I'm running with this + using it in fics)

The light sides don't know about the telepathy thing, which makes private shit-talking sessions over breakfast so much fun. Virgil yells "say that to my face, asshole!" out of nowhere, meanwhile as far as the others are concerned janus hasn't said a word >:3

On particularly cold days, janus used to cozy up with virgil, and begrudgingly with remus after he left. Nowadays patton offers warm hugs if he asks, and janus doesn't really mind since he's the warmest side. (He still has a reputation to uphold, though)

Roman is constantly jealous of janus's clear skin, and janus always reminds him his routine is "unattainable", much to romans chagrin (the whole no pores thing)

Remus steals his shed skin, and janus has no idea what he does with it. Probably eats it. He doesn't want to know.

Logan always tries to subtly research/document janus's snake traits, and janus often makes stuff up just to screw the data. He once managed to convince him that the scales really were makeup all along, and the resulting breakdown that ensued will still make him laugh years later.

Sometimes he shape-shifts into another side just to see how long the others will notice. He even has a game where he shape-shifts into remus and has remus conjure a copy of himself, so that the other sides have to guess which of the three remus's is the real one. Only virgil has gotten it right, and that was one time.

Remus loves telling the others about janus's unhinged jaw, and how much food he can swallow without chewing. This is a lie. At least, that's what janus tells them.

Snakes actually can't drink alcohol. Translating this fact to janus makes him a ridiculous lightweight who suffers horrible hangovers.

Snakes also can't cry. The others don't know about this and just think he's too mean to cry about anything.

Janus sometimes falls asleep on the couch with his eyes open. The others then have to play a game of "sleeping, silent treatment, or lost in thought". Remus always knows which one it is.

Janus eats in the same routine as snakes, meaning he'll eat a huge buffet-sized meal like once a week and pass out for an hour afterwards. He won't eat anything for the rest of the week.

His room has a humidifier and a heat lamp. Remus often likes to steal these. He gives them back. Eventually...

Yes, he can smell by tasting things/the air. No, he won't do that.

[constellama]

“Janus is scared of mongooses” “Janus hisses” “Janus is cold-blooded” “Janus sheds” I love every detail (canon or headcanon) about Janus having snake traits but have we considered. We could go even further. We could make this worse.

Janus eats mice. He just eats field mice. He swallows them whole and acts like nothing happened while the others stare at him in horror.

[sidespart]

WAIT I JUST REMEMBERED. last time they did a gift exchange Roman wrote Logan a full novel catered perfectly to his interests that Logan ended up cradling in his arms…. And this time Logan got Roman a crisp $20 bill 😭

Logan: I can’t believe Virgil only got me a newspaper 🥺 he thinks all I am is just ‘guy who reads’…this is such a generic gift.

Logan, seconds later: Roman here’s some cash sort your own gift out.

[moonbeam-dragon]

Hey so some people were talking about Janus saying cold-blooded. Some people were out of their minds that it was canon. I saw some others thinking it was a lie. I got bored and decided to ask Thomas.

So not only is it, yes, definitely canon, but Janus is shy about it.

Writers and artists, come get y'all's juice. I know I’m going to be writing about this for comfort this week.

@thatsthat24 Thanks again for answering my ask, Thomas!

[muppetable]

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