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Not a Football Club
For @sanders-sides-a-spec-week prompt of Alternative Relationships
Summary: Remus and Janus have brought a house together and Remus has some odd comments over what QPR means.
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âWell, it might not be a football club, but it's ours.â Remus declared, dropping the last box of their things on the floor, and causing Janus to cringe at the various chinks and tinkles that came from within it. Whatever of his valuables were in there were now undoubtedly broken.
Janus glanced around the house, now filled with boxes that looked more like a messed up jigsaw puzzle. Honestly he preferred it that way compared to the image Remus had originally drawn, having felt queasy at the sight of the full image. âWhy oh why would this be a football club when we are buying our own home together?â They had to ask regardless.
âWell, we already are. There's an English team called QPR and that's what we are!â Remus stated as if that explained everything before running through to the room that would be the lounge, but for now was just an amalgamation of boxes and a stained sofa. âBesides, So many more walls for me to paint! Did we leave all the tester pots together?â
âYou insisted on placing one in every box, claiming you were setting up a treasure hunt for yourself so I'd get help with unpacking.â Janus replied, rolling their eyes while speaking. âAnd you've explained absolutely nothing about why we'd be a soccer club, simply because QPR abbreviates a club name as well as how we describe our relationship.â
Remus had already dived into one of the boxes, his head popping back up with a grin that was all teeth. âQueen's Park Rangers definitely describe us. You act like a ranger, taking those walks and getting everyone to do what you want them to, and I am definitely a queen of the stage. Besides, now we even live opposite the park.â
âAs delightful as it is to hear your entirely forced reasoning to fit us into that description, I'd prefer to know just how you intend to repair all the items of mine you've undoubtedly broken while bringing the boxes in.â They returned to their initial concern. If they didn't ask now it would be too easy to forget and either throw away or let Remus steal out anything that was broken in transit.
âFrankenstein it all!â Remus cheered, lifting a tester pot of wall paint over his head and now digging through his pockets in search of a paint brush. âI can start making outlines of the art in here now!â
Janus stared for a moment, before sighing again. âIf you must.â They decided, going into the kitchen to actually begin unpacking. At least they could get these things put away with some sense, and without constantly checking how furniture was being put together.
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Better Things Yet To Come
(but darling, misfortune always has to arrive first)
Four superheroes in the city of Cyrin, a gilded and fantastical city full of exalted and wondrous powers, according to any outsider you asked. To the locals, it's a city with destruction around every corner, villains rearing their heads in an attempt at building a reputation, and fighting daily. And if you asked the heroes...they'd say that it's a city that has been their home for years on end and, deep inside them, they feel a need to protect it. But if you were to take a closer look at them, you'd see the heavy burden on their shoulders, for, ultimately, Cyrin is not a city without its prices.
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Prologue
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A cracked, broken, old TV sat on an unkempt floor, its flickering light silhouetting a figure perched on a sagging and torn couch.
If there had been another soul in that grimy room, surely the smell of mildew, rot, and the musty smell of a room that had never been aired out since the day it was built would swarm their senses and would have them turning tail after only a few seconds of being there.Â
But this figure had long since remained here and such things no longer bothered him. An inconvenience, perhaps, but not one great enough to bother dealing with.Â
A crackling, tinny voice played through slightly broken speakers:
âOnce again, the city of Cyrin is protected by its exalted, and we could not be more grateful for it. Oh! Sir, sir! Do you have a moment to speakâ"
âI do apologize, but now is not the time. This area is still dangerous and I do still have others to help.â
A figure in a blue costume took off sprinting before water suddenly burst forward from his hands and doused a fire. The news reporter laughed a bit nervously.
âWell, our exalted donât mess around, thatâs for sure. Always people to save, people to help, people to heal, yâknow. Anyways, Collin, could you report more on the damage doneâ"
The figure paused the screen and looked at the headline that dated it back 7 years ago before switching to another news report.Â
âWe are here at downtown Cyrin reporting live as the Luciene skyscraper is teetering dangerously. On the scene, the exalted known asâ"
A chunk of rubble fell down from the building, landing with a huge noise that drowned out what the reporter was saying, combined with the screaming as the camera suddenly shook and both the cameraman and reporter ran to a safer place.Â
A broken window was sailing towards their heads before a sudden and powerful gust of wind blew it overhead away from them, and a figure in light blue flew overhead. He landed next to a collapsed bystander and placed a hand on their forehead, fingerless gloves allowing for skin to skin contact. There was a slight glow before the bystanderâs breathing settled and the exalted was off to another section of the site again.Â
5 years ago, according to the headline.
Pause. Heavy silence. Another recording.Â
âWho are you and why do you feel the need to butt in on all of my casesâ" a figure clad in red spoke out rapidly as a hand clenched in a fist suddenly burst into flame.Â
âWhy, because itâs fun, of course,â a silky voice interrupted off screen, the camera zoomed in on the red exalted red too much to see the other.Â
âBecause it annoys you!â another voice exclaimed, cackling all the while.
âYou are only going toâAh! My good news reporter,â the red exalted let out a booming laugh, fully ignoring the other two and heading towards the camera. He was suddenly right in front of them despite being a good distance away from them before. âWhat may I help you withâ"
4 years ago.Â
Another.Â
The camera showed a collapsing building, rubble on the ground and terrified screams filling the morning air. A person near the top suddenly fell and an exalted clad in purple and black flew in to catch them, depositing them safely on the ground. They ran to a chunk of rubble and held it off of someone trapped under it, keeping it held up until they escaped before letting it fall back down. A heavy sigh could be heard even from the cameraâs distance away before suddenly the camera shook and a reporter came into view as both ran towards the exalted.
âSir, may we ask you a few questionsâ"
âHey, Iâm sorry, but I donât feel like talking on the news when thereâs a collapsing building all around me, sorry.âÂ
He very lightly shoved the camera away, but it still cracked and fractured slightly.
âOh shit, Iâm so sorryâ"
The TV blinked off, the tiny thud of the remote being set down echoing throughout the room.Â
 4 years ago, three months after the red one.
The figure let out a small chuckle.
âMy, my, it appears Iâve missed quite a lot.â
a/n: SUPERHERO AU BABEY
taglist (ask to be added!): @star-crossed-shipper, @flowercrownsandtrauma, @lesbian-pattonsanders
#sanders sides#ts#superhero au#super mysterious guy woah!!!#ill just tag the endgame ships why not#lamp#ts lamp#romantic lamp#dukeceit#(qpr)
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in the same way that laoft elliot realised they were nonbinary from emile despite emile not being nonbinary i can imagine some random dark sides fan in the ping universe realising theyre aro/want a qpr from seeing virgils relationship with dukeceit, like:
random civilian: hey wraith!! you made me realise its okay to be aromantic!!
virgil: uhh cool. you realise im not that, right?
civilian: YEAH :)
virgil: *insert that crying cat thumbs up meme* cool
queer and alt kids fucking love the dark sides in general. kings of nonconformity. ACAB icons. post-defection light sides can stay but theyre on thin ice (the thin ice lasts like two weeks until Logan and Remus drop a diss track against the peacekeepers)
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Follow Your Aro
The aromantic follow up to Perfectly Normal
Word count: 871
Rating: gen
Pairings: platonic Dukeceit, platonic or pre-qpr Intrumoxiety, background Roloceit and Moxiety
Warnings: self discovery
In honor of Aro Week (next week, Feb 18-24) Iâve written a companion to my projecting ace on Remus đđđ¤đŠśđ¤ â ď¸
~~~START~~~
âJANUS!â Remus yelled as he threw open the door to his and Janusâs shared dorm room.Â
âHello Remus,â Janus said without looking up from the assignment on his desk. âIâm sure the other people in our building are really appreciating your volume, thank you.â
âAny time, Snakey!â Remus grinned, throwing himself onto his roommateâs bed despite being three feet away. âHey, I have a question.â
âI would love to help you at this exact moment, Rem, I definitely donât have to finish this assignment before my date with Roman and Logan tonight.â
âPerfect! What are romantic feelings?â
Janus set his pencil down and turned to face Remus with an arched eyebrow. âTheyâre the feelings you have for a romantic partner? Are you okay?â
âNoooo,â Remus whined, sitting up and pouting. âI know what they are! I mean, like, how do you know youâre feeling them?â
âOhâŚâ Janus blushed. âItâs like, when youâre alone, and all you can think about is them. Or when youâre having a bad day, but when you see them, you think âoh, there they areâ. Theyâre just⌠itâs so nice to be around them.â
âBut that just sounds like friendship!â Remus huffed, flopping back onto Janusâs bed and glaring at the ceiling. âHow do you know itâs different than friendship?â
âI donât want to kiss my friends,â Janus deadpanned. âNo offense.â
âEw, none taken,â Remus stuck his tongue out at the thought of kissing Janus. âBut I donât want to kiss anyone.â
âI donât know what to tell you, Rem.â
âEh, Iâll probably figure it out when it becomes important,â Remus shrugged.Â
âSure,â Janus agreed distractedly, focusing once more on his assignment.Â
~â˘~â˘~
It hits Remus like a wrecking ball two years later.
He placed his game controller down on his desk, shut his console off, and walked away. He didnât save the game, but it was okay, he wasnât ever going to play it again.Â
Downstairs, he found Patton sitting on the couch in front of a DVD menu screen, so he threw himself onto the couch and buried his face in Pattonâs lap.Â
âEverything okay, kiddo?â Patton asked, only mildly shocked from the intrusion after having been friends with Remus for nine years.Â
Remus just let out a long, loud groan.Â
âThatâs okay,â Patton said, rubbing his hand along Remusâs back comfortingly.Â
âYouâre in my spot,â Virgil complained, coming back from the kitchen with what smelled like a bowl of popcorn. Remus didnât move.Â
âThatâs okay, honey,â Patton said. âThereâs plenty of room over here.â
The couch dipped as Virgil sat down on Patton's other side. Virgil poked at Remusâs head with his fingers, but Remus didnât react other than to groan again.Â
After a moment, the movie began playing, and no one spoke further. Pattonâs hand continued rubbing along Remusâs back, and eventually, Virgilâs hand found its way into Remusâs hair.
Remus fell asleep like that.Â
He woke up some time later. Virgilâs hand was no longer in his hair, but Pattonâs hand was still on his back â though it had now stilled â and the movie was still playing.Â
Remus sat up groggily.Â
âHow ya feeling, kiddo?â Patton asked quietly. Virgil was sleeping with his head on Pattonâs shoulder.Â
âFine,â Remus croaked. âBetter.â
âThatâs good,â Patton smiled. âDo you want to talk about it?â
âI was playing a video game, and it was making me feel icky, and I realized Iâm aromantic.â
âYou just realized youâre aromantic?â Virgil asked incredulously without opening his eyes.Â
âShh,â Patton shushed, petting Virgilâs head. âIâm sorry your game made you feel icky, Re, what happened?â
âIt made me pick a character to date, and then it made me have an awkward conversation with a different character who liked me.â
âGross.â Virgil agreed, hating any awkward NPC interaction video games forced on him.Â
âDo you want to pick the next movie?â Patton offered, gesturing at the end credits scrolling across the screen.Â
Remus perked up and jumped to his feet to pick out a movie from the house DVD before realizing something. âIâm crashing your Valentine's plans, arenât I?â
âNo,â Virgil answered immediately.Â
âWe like having you here, kiddo,â Patton smiled, patting the space Remus had just vacated on the couch.Â
âReally?â Remus asked skeptically. Patton was way too nice to ever kick anyone out, even if he was trying to have a nice date with his boyfriend.Â
âReally! We would have watched movies in our room if we werenât okay with you joining us!â
That was a fair point, no matter how many lectures on the effects of watching TV at bedtime Logan gave, Patton and Virgil continued to have a TV in their room so they could watch movies alone when Virge was feeling too peopled-out.Â
âPick a movie and sit down.â Somehow, Virgilâs grumpiness was even more convincing than Pattonâs cheeriness.Â
Remus popped Coraline into the DVD player and happily joined Virgil and Patton back on the couch.Â
âBut seriously,â Virgil said after several minutes where Remus had thought heâd gone back to sleep. âHow did you just figure out youâre aromantic? Should I have told you?â
âIâm not that obvious!â Remus sniffed indignantly.Â
âSure.â The eye roll was practically audible. âWhatever you say, Re.â
~~~END~~~
I spent several years trying to figure out if I was aromantic or not, but I couldnât figure out what romantic feelings were (which honestly should have been a hint) so it took a video game forcing me to date an NPC to go âI still donât really get what romantic feelings are, but theyâre def grossâ
Anyway I now avoid any video game that involves potential romance
General taglist:
@royalty-of-all-things-snuggly @pixelated-pineapple @arsonic-knight @misunderstood-shadowling
#ts sanders sides#sanders sides#remus sanders#janus sanders#patton sanders#virgil sanders#aromantic remus sanders#asexual remus sanders#aroace remus sanders#thursday writes#my writing#sanders sides fanfiction
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your reblog about sex just being another thing you might do with informed consent to make your partner happy is making me think interesting thoughts about your verse with ace Janus and dukeceit (the one with pining QPR LAMP in the background). bc it sounds like that's EXACTLY what Janus was doing!
"I don't hate this and it makes you happy and I know exactly what goes into it so I have no objections." and the only reason it was an issue was that neither of them really knew the context around it re: Janus being ace, so they were both worried about rejection
do you have any thoughts on what Janus and Remus might do about sex going forward? would they stop having it altogether or would it become a "making seafood paella for your birthday even though I don't enjoy shellfish" type treat?
i think for a while (maybe a few months) they dont have sex, just to give janus a chance to firm up his sense of boundaries and what he's okay with, but after that i definitely think its that kind of situation.
i actually think they might have more sex when it gets settled, just because its SO much less stressful for Janus when he doesnt have to put on an act about it. sex is fine, it feels good, but not having to Convince His Partner How Into It He Is makes it so much easier to for him just relax and treat it like what it is to him, which is basically an optional warm up before cuddling lol
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Cold Comforts: Cracking Ice
I imagine that you get a lot of asks so apologies if this one adds to an endless list of them. I have this sanders sides concept in mind where Patton was not the one who caused the original creativity to split nor was Patton morality during this time and it was Logan; but because Janus had left before it occured and Virgil, Remus, and Roman didnt really exist yet, no one knows about this. But because Janus can pick up on lies (including lies of omission), he quickly pieces together the truth. No idea how you'd work that into a story of any kind (if that was something you would want to do), just thought it would be neat to at least share. ax3-e0n
hey !! i don't have a super specific request, but i'd love some qpr content from you if you don't mind !! any ship is fine, but i love qpr dukeceit, analogical, and moxiety ^^ - anon
I really loved Cold Comforts (that fight did break me but in the best way possible) and I would love to know what happens in the aftermath. Like how do they actually reconcile and make up for what was said? - anon
Read on Ao3 Part 1
Warnings: self-esteem issues, implied/referenced rsd
Pairings: none
Word Count: 3293
  At first, there is elation.
Roman blinks awake in the ruined corpse of a dying tower, covered in cobwebs and layers of dust. He blinks, bits of it falling into his eyes. A phantom warmth rests on his cheeks and in his befuddled state, he thinks it might be the sun.
"Shh, little one," he hears from eons away, "it's alright. I'm here now."
He blinks again and the phantom warmth grows stronger, coalescing itself into hands on his face, thumbs gently stroking his tears away. He's still crying, lips still trying to form comforts from nothing. He blinks again and the blob in front of him focuses.
"L-Logan?"
"Hello, little one," Logan whispers, "it's okay. I'm here now."
Here.
Hands. Warm hands. Warm hands on his face, cupping it like it's something precious, like he's something precious. Warm hands that brush away his tears and a warmer voice that says it's okay. I'm here now.
"You're here?" His voice, cracked and dusty from overuse. "Y-you're really here?"
"Yes," says Logan, smiling and reaching up to run his fingers through Roman's hair, "I'm here. I'm really here. And so are you."
"Don't do that, Princey," comes another voice, one that appears over the edge of the shell too, "you scared the shit out of us."
"Language, mister," comes yet another, "but he's right, kiddo. You really scared us, there."
"Being scary is my schtick, Ro-Bro," says yet another, "don't do it without me."
And, just when Roman's heart feels fit to burst, the last voice sighs and reaches into the shell too. "Not that this isn't very touching, but I think we'd all be better off outside this very scary tower with no stairs."
He blinks dumbly as yellow-gloved hands reach for him, fitting carefully around his shoulders and gently pulling him to sit upright. Logan's hands shift down to his elbows, helping to get him out of the dust-caked blankets. His head pounds. He feels dizzy.
"Slow, you jerks," Virgil's voice mutters, "he's just been like that for who knows how long and he's been crying."
"Here," Logan says softly, only for Roman's ears, "lean on me. I've got you."
And oh, isn't that surreal, to have Logan's arms wrap around him and be leaned against a broad chest, to have another set of hands at his back and to be helped down from his dusty perch. His limbs feel discombobulated, disconnected, and he flails a few times before he figures out how to hold on too. Logan is patient with him, though, and helps him over to a chair that Remus conjures and sits him to face the sun.
"Here," says Patton, handing him a glass of water, "try and drink that, okay, sweetheart?"
Oh, he realizes belatedly, I'm being taken care of.
At first, there is elation.
They came. They actually came. They wanted to find him and so they searched for him, they found their way up a tower that he did not design to be found. They sought after him because they noticed he was gone and so they chose to come and find him. They are here because he was not there.
At first, there is elation.
Then, there is only dread.
They're going to want to know what happened. He's going to have to explain what happened. They're going to want to know what happened and why he ran so far away and why he started to fade and all of this is going to go away. He's going to have to tell them about the argument and all of the horrible things he said and he's going to watch all of this care fade away into disappointment.
Because they will be. Disappointed.
Roman, you never learn.
Roman, we've been over this.
Roman, you know better.
Roman, how could you be so cruel? Roman, you should think about the things you say before you say them. Roman, I expected better from you. Roman, you're supposed to be better than this. Roman, Roman, Roman, will you ever stop being a disappointment?
This, right now, this is the last he will be able to have this comfort with no strings attached. It will be the last time he's able to ask for something and have it be given, the last time he can feel as though they're doing it because they want to.
And even now, he can hear their voices.
That's such a mean way to think about it, Roman. I wish you wouldn't think we don't know what we're doing when we comfort you. What, did you think it was just something we did?
And, how selfish of you, Roman, that you wouldn't tell us what happened because you thought we wouldn't want to comfort you after we knew what you'd done. Maybe you should have told us right away, then we wouldn't have this problem in the first place. Logan was right.
And, this is emotionally abusive, Roman, you know that, right? Being so dramatic and playing the victim and guilt-tripping like this even though you did something wrong too. Manipulating us like this is wrong. You know it's wrong. We'd be more inclined to forgive you if you weren't being so awful about admitting that you're hurt by something.
They're here and they came and Roman wants nothing more than to run away again.
"Whatever you're thinking," Remus's voice cuts in, "stop it. Stop being mean to my brother."
Roman startles and a moment later, he has a lapful of Remus. Remus buries his nose in the crook of his neck and squeezes tightly, their hearts pressed against each other's ribcages. It's uncomfortable, it's awkward, and Roman loves it.
"I was so scared," comes the whispered confession, "when you started Fading. I thought I was gonna lose you again."
"I'm sorry, Re, I didn't mean to, I swearâ"
"I know, Roro, I know."
"I justâI had to goâ"
"Easy," Virgil's low voice rumbles, a hand settling on his shoulder, "breathe, bud. It's okay. You're okay. Remus isn't mad at you."
"Y-you're not?"
"No, Roro, I'm not mad at you."
The part of Roman's brain that isn't screaming softwarmsafebrothercomfort shies away at the way Remus says you.
Right.
In the way a soldier dons his armor before a fatal fight, Roman takes a deep breath and carefully pats Remus's thigh. Remus lets him go, confusion written on his features as Roman stands up and begins to lower the tower's room to the ground. It settles on the earth with a low rumble and one of the walls finally caves, leading out into a familiar field of rolling grass. He walks out into the sunshine, the warmth settling over him like boulders. He allows himself one more moment to clutch his hand to his side before he turns and faces his executioners.
"I'm sorry," he begins, "for being so dramatic. I didn't mean to Fade and while I know that doesn't change anything, and I'm not trying to use it as an excuse, I hope that the knowledge that it wasn't done purposefully makes it a little better. It might be wrong of me to hope that, butâŚI do. I didn't mean to affect the videos or Thomas or anything of that nature, and you have my deepest and sincerest apologies that I let myâmy tantrum get this bad."
He looks at Logan. His hands twinge in pain.
"Logan, I apologize for wasting your time. I apologize for being unreasonable and bull-headed and ignorant. I didn't mean it when I said you weren't useful and I didn't mean to imply that you don't know what you're doing. I know I can come off as arrogant and overconfident and I'm sorry. I've been trying to work on it but clearly, I haven't been trying hard enough. I'll do better. I promise."
With a heavy heart, he glances over at Remus.
"And I knowâŚI know you weren't there, but I'm sorry to you too. Iâat one point during the argument, I called you a menace and nothing but a problem to be vanquished. I'm sorry."
Remus stares at him. "Ro, you don't have to apologize to me for shit. I know I'm a menace, that's my whole fucking point. And you definitely don't have to apologize for being hurt. You just said you didn't do any of this shit on purpose and I know you. I know you'dâwell, you'd rather kill yourself than destroy Thomas's videos and the Imagination. Don't apologize for being hurt, okay?"
"But Iâ"
"But nothing," Janus says smoothly, "you were hurt, sweetie. And we didn't make you feel like you could come to us. That's not your fault."
"None of us were there for the argument," Patton adds, "so we can't judge that part of it, but you don't have to apologize to us for the rest. You'reâyou're okay, sweetheart."
"You're dramatic," Virgil says, hands in his pockets, "but at least you're honest about it."
Janus scoffs something that sounds suspiciously like honesty's overrated but Roman's focused on Logan.
Logan, who's watching him carefully, so carefully, slowly reaches up and adjusts his glasses. "Roman, IâŚ"
He trails off before he can finish his sentence. A lump appears in Roman's throat and he swallows, bowing his head and waiting for the blows to strike. He'll take them, he will, whatever comes with what Logan will say. He'll do it right this time, just accept them and nod and try to move on with it. He'll lick his wounds on his own in his room like a reasonable person and everything will be fine.
"Wow," he hears Remus scoff, "you really made him fucking perfect, didn't you? Bowing his head waiting for absolution and everything."
"What? What the heck are you on about, Remus?"
"This. This, his whole 'Good Creativity' thing."
"Yeah, I got that much, why're you saying we did it?"
"The Split. The whole get-the-bad-out, leave-the-good deal. The reason Thomas has two Creativities. I'm all the stuff you didn't want and so there he is with all the stuff you do."
There's a pause. Part of Roman wants to raise his head and see what's going on but he forces himself to wait.
"Remus," Janus rebukes with a gentleness reserved for only his partners, "the Split wasn't done so neatly. It wasn't like parts were selected for each of you."
"Yeah," Patton says, "and also, I didn't happen until after the Split. I think Thomas's whole Morality thing started in the aftermath of it. I wasn't around when it happened."
"I remember it," Virgil says, "but that's only 'cause J brought you and me in when we were all really little and he'd, like, just left. It was me, you, and J trying to figure stuff out and then Logan had Patton and Roman."
"Oh. Shit. Sorry, I, uhâŚ"
"No, it's okay. We don't really know a lot about the Split anyways."
"You're all good, bud. Hey, whoa, c'mere."
There's the telltale rustling of someone being pulled into a hug and Roman knows Janus and Virgil have wrapped their arms around Remus. His heart screams for a moment in envious rage before he stamps it out with equal fervor. He's thankful Remus has two attentive and supportive partners, and he'd sooner fall on his sword than take it away from him.
He knows what that's like.
"Roman," Logan's voice comes from in front of him, much closer in front of him, "Roman, I'm sorry."
He raises his head, heart in his throat, as Logan reaches out and cups his face again.
"I'm sorry too," he says again, "I didn'tâI shouldn't have said that you were unwanted. Or that you weren't capable of seeing reason. Or any of it, none of it's true. I justâI was so angry. I wanted to hurt you."
He swallows. "You did."
"I know. I know I did, Roman, I know I hurt you, little one. IâI'm sorry I hurt you. You're not unwanted, I promise. I want you. I want you quite badly."
The earnest way Logan says it threatens tears at the corners of his eyes. "I'm sorry too."
Logan smiles, his own eyes slightly wet. "I forgive you, little one, I forgive you."
Relief sags through him and his legs almost buckle, smile breathless as he stares at Logan. It's okay, it's okay, it's all okay. Logan chuckles, letting him go, a familiar teasing grin taking shape as he ruffles Roman's hair.
The sudden release of the dread is almost strong enough to make him miss the way Janus is squinting at Logan's back.
"J-Janus? What's wrong?"
Janus's mouth presses into a thin line and he carefully extricates himself from Remus and Virgil, not taking his eyes off of Logan. "There are three types of lies."
Logan stiffens.
"Lies of commission, which are outright fabrications," he continues, walking closer, "lies of character, and lies of omission."
"Uh, okay?"
"Logan," and Roman wants to flinch at how cold Janus sounds right now, "you're lying."
Virgil scoffs. "What, he's lying about being sorry?"
"No, he's lying about the Split."
"He didn't say anything about theâoh, I see. I get where you're going now."
"Roman," Logan says, looking back up at him, "Roman, it's okay. We're okay, now, I'm sorry."
He reaches for him but Roman edges back. "What is Janus talking about?"
"Roman, I'm sorryâ"
"What is he talking about?"
"Yeah, Logan," Remus says, making Logan whirl around, "what is he talking about?"
"Our dear darling Logan," Janus says, taking a step closer, "is withholding what he knows about the Split. Which is interesting, because as you'll recall, the Split happened after I'd left, before Virgil was formed enough to have sentience, and before Patton manifested. And, of course, before either of the twins existed."
Virgil frowns. "Wait, but that means that Logan, youâŚ"
He trails off and his eyes widen as the implications of what Janus is saying sink in.
"âŚLogan?" Patton sounds small. "What do you know about the Split?"
"Iâ" Logan turns around and faces Roman againâ "I didn't mean it, I'm sorry, it wasn'tâI didn'tâplease, just listen to meâ"
"Oh, we're all listening," Remus growls, "and why're you only talking to Roman? Did you forget I got Split too? Or are you all too happy that happened?"
"That's not what I meant, I didn'tâno, that's not why Iâ" Logan glances frantically at Remus then back to Romanâ "just hear me outâ"
"You've said that a few times," Virgil says, voice hardening, "and you've yet to actually say anything."
"Romanâ"
"Don't fucking talk to him!"
Logan flinches at the force of Remus's shout. Remus forces Logan to turn around, getting right into his face.
"Talk to me," he roars, "tell me what you thought you were doing, tell me why you won't look at me!"
"Because it worked with you!"
Silence.
Remus staggers back from Logan like he's been stabbed, Virgil already standing between them.
"IâŚI didn't know it would Split," Logan says shakily, "IâI just talked to Creativity and IâI saidâ"
He swallows.
"I said that there were parts of him that were liked and parts that weren't. And that itâŚit made sense for them to beâŚbeâŚ"
"Be what," Virgil asks when Logan doesn't finish.
"âŚbe separated," he says weakly, "but I just meant that he should know the difference! Not that he should Split!"
"Oh, Logan," Patton mumbles, "what did you do?"
"What did you mean," Janus asks sharply, "when you said it 'worked' with Remus?"
"Creativity asked whatâwhat the bad parts of him were and so I said that people didn't like when he was loud and messy and scary and then when Iâwhen I came back the next day, there was aâ"
Logan's breath catches and he swallows.
"I was only a child, I didn't know that this would meanâ"
"There was a what?"
"âŚa baby. A baby Side on a rock that had been wrapped in a black and green blanket."
Janus's breath catches next. His hand finds its way to Remus. "That's how I found you. You still have that blanket."
"HeâCreativity was still there when I got there but he wasâhe was Fading. He was almost completely transparent, and he asked me ifâwhat I would do with the parts of him I didn't want."
"So you just fucking left me?"
"I was a child! I was panicking, I didn't know what to do, I told him I didn't know what to do, but then he kept on getting more and more frantic, asking me what I was going to do with you and heâhe fell apart!" Logan's hands fly up to tangle in his hair. "He fell apart and shimmered andâand when it was overâŚ"
His hands slowly leave his hair as he turns to look over his shoulder.
"Roman," Patton finishes, "when it was over, there was Roman. You Split Creativity into Bad and Not Bad and what was left of Creativity when he removed all that he could label Bad wasâŚRoman."
"No fucking wonder Princey's got so many issues."
"Roman," Logan says, turning fully to face him again, "Roman, please, I didn't know, I wasâI was a child, I didn't mean it, I didn't know this was going to happen."
He reaches out, almost stumbling towards him.
"You're wanted, you're wanted, I promise, you're wanted," he rambles, "I want you, I want you, do you hear me? I want you Roman, it's okay, I want youâ"
A low rumble and a thunderous crash as the remains of the tower collapse to the ground. The earth shudders.
Over Roman's shoulder, a doorway appears. The door swings open to reveal the Mindscape. Janus muffles a quiet curse as Virgil stands taller.
"C'mon," he says, urging Patton and Janus toward the door, "we gotta go."
"Just let meâ"
"The Imagination is ours," comes Remus's voice, low and dangerous, "and it is somewhere you do not want to be right now."
"Logan, come on," Patton saysâthey've already made it through the door, "justâgive them space for now."
But Logan stubbornly reaches for Roman one more time. "Roman, please. Please, little one."
Roman silently opens his arm and gestures toward the door with a blank expression.
The earth rumbles again and a deep cracking sound echoes off of distant cliffs.
Logan swallows and goes to the door. Roman doesn't turn to watch him. His gaze doesn't move from the middle distance until the door shuts and vanishes.
Then he opens his mouth and screams.
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god just came to me and whispered in my ear âdukeceit qprâ and honestly im pretty sure sheâs right
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The Worldless Woods
@ts-storytime Oh damn it's time. Welcome to my entry for The Sanders Sides Big Bang challenge of 2021!
I've been working on this since February and it's been quite a journey. I'm incredibly proud to have planned and completed a project of this size with a deadline. I had no idea I'd be able to do something like that.
Please check out this incredible art by @doydoune.
Thank you to my beta-reader @rainbowbutterfrosting, to @a-vintage-snake, as well as my queerplatonic partner @anxiously-creating. A longer authorâs note can be found by the actual fic on ao3.
AO3 LINK
Pairings: Qpr Dukeceit, Qpr Royality, Romantic Analogical
Word count: 88,974
Cw: past child abuse, past psychological and physical abuse, ableism, death/murder mentions, slight hints at suicidal thoughts but nothing explicit, body horror/animal body horror illusions, dead animal illusions, things that move when they shouldn't, basically Remus makes creepy illusions, isolation, being trapped, threats, manipulation, unsympathetic side-characters, spider mentions, organ mentions, blood mentions, innuendos, food
Fic summary: Janus seeks an escape after being locked away by his parents his entire life, rushing through the dark and magical forest that separates his town from the rest of the world, hoping they won't find him. Tales of the fae and other terrifying creatures in the forest make him on guard, and he expects either death or an escape. What he doesn't expect is to encounter a faerie, who is not at all what he imagined one to be, and who is in many senses of the word, just as stuck as he is.
When Patton learns of Janus' escape, he rushes after him, fearing the worst has happened. What Patton finds in the forest however, is both startlingly similar, and exceptionally different to what Janus found there.
Meanwhile, there are whispers among the townspeople, and new attempts at scientific discoveries, that seem to bring increased attention upon the otherwise solitary forest.
#the fic can only be read on ao3 at the moment#I don't want to spam post a bunch of tumblr chapters so it probably won't be available anywhere else asjlkdg#god this took such a long time to complete#but I'm proud of a lot of it#I hope you'll enjoy it if you decide to read it!#sanders sides#janus sanders#remus sanders#dukeceit#qpr dukeceit#patton sanders#roman sanders#royality#qpr royality#virgil sanders#logan sanders#analogical#romantic analogical#platonic moceit#big bang 2021#big bang fic event#big bang event#fanfiction#fanfic#fic#sanders sides fanfiction#dramaticwriting
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donât be suspicious donât be suspicious
day three of qpr dukeceit week :D
âqpr dukeceit week taglistâ
@lance-alt @purp-man @qprdukeceitweek
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#i havenât drawn pat since like;; december of last year đđđ#idk itâs been a while hdhdhjd lmao#thomas sanders#ts#sanders sides#deceit sanders#janus sanders#patton sanders#remus sanders#qpr dukeceit#qpr demus#dukeceit#demus#qprdukeceitweek2020#alien decided to art#i really need to change my art tag to something less self-deprecating
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Greetings everyone!
Here speaking are @lance-alt and @purp-man and we are very pleased to announce that we will be hosting a week dedicated to QPR Dukeceit starting from the 14th of December until the 20th!
Weâre going to link various posts containing everything you need to know, so please do click them if youâre interested. (This post will be pinned, so in case you can always check our blog for any doubts)
banner art credit, as well as icon and header credit to the wonderful: @vellichoralienâ
- Rules
- Ao3 Collection
- Days and Prompts
- Event Mix FeatureÂ
- For any Doubts
#qpr dukeceit#remus sanders#ts remus#janus sanders#ts janus#qprdukeceitweek2020#info and about#purp-man#lance-alt
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(but darling, misfortune always has to arrive first)
Four superheroes in the city of Cyrin, a gilded and fantastical city full of exalted and wondrous powers, according to any outsider you asked. To the locals, it's a city with destruction around every corner, villains rearing their heads in an attempt at building a reputation, and fighting daily. And if you asked the heroes...they'd say that it's a city that has been their home for years on end and, deep inside them, they feel a need to protect it. But if you were to take a closer look at them, you'd see the heavy burden on their shoulders, for, ultimately, Cyrin is not a city without its prices.
aka: its a superhero au because i have absolutely 0 self control
#ITS PROLOGUE TIME BABY!!!#sanders sides#ts#lamp#ts lamp#romantic lamp#i hate how i have to tag that like 3 times so its not just a household item lmao#dukeceit#theyre a qpr <3#superhero au
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just reread my cozy-blanket-and-tea comfort fic, the queerplatonic LAMP verse and its associated asexual dukeceit fic.
I'm curious, if this is not too personal: what is the difference between a queerplatonic relationship and an asexual romantic one to you? not in the sense of "there's no difference", obviously there is, but in the sense of "I know a bunch of aspec people and every one of them has a different answer to that question, so I'm curious what yours is"?
i think there are as many answers to that question as there are people in alloace romances and in QPRs tbh
i dont think any action is inherently romantic or queerplatonic. i dont think there is any real-life relationship that i as an outsider would feel comfortable sorting into one of those two boxes without being informed first by the participants.
And some QPRs have sex, some alloace romances are also aromantic and queerplatonic, be it because of mismatching or inherently queer orientations, and sometimes an alloace romance is ALSO a QPR
the only criteria for being in one or the other or both or niether is the answer you get when you ask
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We need more Dukeceit shenanigans and by shenanigans I mean Remus stealing Janus's hat and Janus chasing him through the entire mindscape
@lance-alt đ
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hey !! i don't have a super specific request, but i'd love some qpr content from you if you don't mind !! any ship is fine, but i love qpr dukeceit, analogical, and moxiety ^^
i gave you the darksides polycule i hope that's fine
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Moodboard for Remus from Sanders Sides, who had a squish plush on Janus, for Anon !
sorry this took so long, remus!! i tried my best to work w/ what you gave me in the rq. i hope it's alright!!
- mod fluff (virgil + luigi shift)
#sidenote: according to my aro friends plush is the correct term for a queer-platonic crush!!#squish is for platonic crushes#sanders sides#remus sanders#dukeceit#qpr dukeceit#sanders sides kin#remus sanders kin#kin#fictionkin#kin moodboard#mod fluff
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There isnât enough queerplatonic dukeceit content out there.
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