#remy x emile x deceit

[adalwolfgang]

Added orange cuz why not?

[phantomhunting]

We're Here and We're Queer // Sanders sides modern teen AU

CHAPTER 1 - queer teens have immense crushes on each other and wont fucking CONFESS ALREADY.

<Next chapter coming soon>

CW: implied abuse, and intrulogical being intrulogical (mostly Remus)

Ships: Logan x Remus, Roman x Virgil, Remy x Janus, Emile x Patton

Patton was sitting in his room in front of the mirror, trying to make his light cyan hair look good, but it was too messy. He sighed, the reflection of his soft blue eyes staring at him from the mirror. "I hate this" he whispered. He sighed again and got up, going to his closet and taking out his favorite top, a baby blue vest with a white button-up. He put it on and grabbed his school bag and walked downstairs to get some breakfast.

There wasn't much to eat at home, even though the Mor family (which Patton was part of) had a lot of money. He decided to eat some overly-sugary cereal with lactose free milk (because he's lactose intolerant). When Patton finished eating, he could hear his father walk up the stairs. He quickly washed the dishes he used and placed them neatly on the dish rack. He checked the time, '8:10' was what the clock read. "You're late to school again." his father exclaimed as he entered the room. Patton started breathing heavily, scared of what his father might do. "I-i was just leaving!" He grabbed his bag and ran out the house before his father could do anything. He ran all the way to school, not wanting to be even more late.

- - -

Virgil was sitting in the back of the class with his small dagger shaped fidget, barely listening to the teacher. He was waiting for the break so he could hang out with his friends. He and his older brother, Logan, have recently moved into this city, and a group of students have accepted them in as one of their own. Virgil always doubted if they actually liked them or if it was just because they're new, but at least he'll make the most of it. After two long and boring math classes, it was finally break time. Virgil put all his stuff in his locker and grabbed his food from his bag. He ran to the back of the school, which was where the group always stayed while in there. Roman, Patton, and Remus were already sitting and chatting there. Virgil was hesitant to approach, not wanting to intrude. Then, he suddenly felt a hand touch his shoulder. He jumped and let out a squeak, turning around to see... His older brother, Logan!

"Lo.. don't ever do that again" he tried to sound intimidating but he was so much smaller than him. "What did you get?" Logan asked, pointing at Virgil's lunchbox. "Oh- umm, it's just some bread with a piece of cheese on it" Virgil answered. "You know, you need to eat more than that, Virg" Logan's tone seemed harsh, but Virgil knew Logan cared a lot about him. They both walked over to the group, and sat down next to them.

"Virgil! Logan!" Patton called, happy to see his friends. "Hello!" Remus called as well, only happy to see Logan. "Hi..!" Roman whispered quietly to Virgil, blushing slightly. "Hey, Roman.." Virgil responded, hoping his makeup hides his red face. "Ree, is that new?" Virgil asked, pointing at the collar on Remus' neck. "Why won't you ask your brother~?" Remus responded, making a flirty face to Logan. "Ew- you could've just said yes" Virgil wanted to throw up thinking about his brother and Roman's brother having... Adult times. Remus scoffed. "Has anyone seen Barry? We were supposed to study now but he's not responding to my texts." Logan quickly changed the topic. "Probably still asleep, he oversleeps constantly" Remus responded, taking out his bottle (that's full of some blue liquid that seems full of sugar) and taking a sip. Logan is disgusted by the drink, but moves on, "he's usually here by now..." he checks his phone's notifications again. "Ugh, why does it matter? We're having a conversation here now" Remus rolled his eyes.

There was silence for a few seconds, only the sounds of Patton's chocolate chip cookies in his mouth were heard. "Wassup nerds" Janus sat next to his younger brother, Patton, and placed his bag of oatmeal cookies besides him. "Good morning, Jan" Remus smiled. Virgil and Roman rolled their eyes, they both disliked Janus a bit too much. Janus flashed a sarcastic smile back at them both, raising the tension.

"hey, Remus, may i speak to you in private?" Logan asked, cutting the tension. "Ooo~" Remus smirked. "About a serious topic. Now." Logan hurried. "Alright alright" Remus got up, and Logan followed. They both walked inside the building, they were out of sight in a moment. "Well.... Uh, Roman, did you see the vid i sent you?" Virgil asked, attempting to start a conversation without Patton or Janus. "I did! Wait- we're talking about the dnd one, right?" Roman hurried to clarify, and Virgil nodded, "yeah so i did watch it, it seemed really interesting! I'd love to do a game with you some day" Roman blushed. Virgil smiled awkwardly, wanting to show Roman his years of campaign planning just for him, but he knew it'd seem weird. "Hey, lovebirds, there are more people sitting with you" Janus exclaimed, signaling at himself and his brother. Roman and Virgil both burst into denying chatter, while Patton giggled to himself. They all spent the rest of the break talking about some math teacher that got pregnant from a different teacher. Remus and Logan didn't come back.

- - -

At the end of the school day, as Patton walked out, he saw two cute boys talking right outside the school's gate. He took a deep breath and approached them. "H-hey! My name is Patton, and I think you look really cool, wanna be friends?" He asked, seeming as innocent as a baby. The taller one chuckled, "sure. Im Remy, this is my twin brother, Emile" he smiled, and took a sip out of his coffee. Emile smiled a bit, already knowing he's got feelings for Patton, he always saw him around, hanging with hus classmate, Virgil, and he always seemed so sweet and caring. It was obvious he liked puns, just perfect for him. "He's awkward" Remy whispered to Patton, and preceded to be slapped by Emile. Patt giggled, but in a friendly way rather than a bullying way. Thats when Janus whispered into Patton's ear, "we need to get home, bitch" and laughed.

"LANGUAGE!!" Patton shouted. Janus just kept laughing. "Sorry, uh, this is my brother, Janus" he explained to his new friends. "Is Janus your actual name?" Emile asked, his sweet honey colored eyes glowing with curiosity. "Nope, its Julia. But i really hate that name, so i changed it. Too feminine" Janus explained, grabbing Patton's hand, "now, me and my beloved brother need to head home. See ya!" he dragged him off to the bus stop.

- - -

"he was amazing!!" Emile called, flapping his hands. "His brother was hotter." Remy replied, sipping his coffee like the bad bitch that he is. "Sometimes i really dont get how you're my twin brother and not some distant uncle of an uncle" Em joked. "What can i say, I'm the Picani with the most personality" Remy flipped imaginary hair (his hair is too short). "Pfft, yeah, right. You dont even know what you're gonna do next week, i already know what im learning in college." Emile joked as they both started walking home.

[pas-de-duex]

Prinxiety Week Day 2: Powers

Due to the somewhat explicit contents of this fic, I will only be posting this on ao3.

You can read it here!

Trigger warnings: Trigger warnings: graphic depictions of violence, knives, Virgil has some anxiety attacks, Roman passes out.

[not-sure-what-im-feeling]

Godsides Ref Sheet

I've been working on my own version of the godsides idea (sanders sides as gods), and this is what I've got. (kudos to @thegoldenduckie for helping! I couldn't do this without you!)

This is going to be a long post, so here:

First up we've got the characters themselves! (this does include Remy and Emile, I know that they aren't sides, but I love them)

<<•>>

Logan

God of: intelligence, wisdom, strategy, memory, time, and space

Style: like an ethereal, noble, starcore, gay ass bitch

Age (as of Thomas): as old as the universe itself

Interests: poetry, science, mathematics, astronomy, Patton

Animal counterpart (+features): Raven, he has the wings of a raven

<<•>>

Patton

God of: emotion, empathy, health, animals, life, justice (morality)

Style: dad x kid core gay x that one nice librarian you met when you were five and have never seen since that one fateful afternoon but the memory of them has stuck with you forever x flowery cottagecore dresses

Age (as of Thomas): as old as there has been life on earth

Interests: baking, cooking, sewing, knitting, hanging out with the other gods (and Thomas!), gardening

Animal counterpart (+and features): dog, specifically a golden retriever, and he has the tail and ears of one (you fucking furry)

<<•>>

Virgil

God of: fear, instinct, paranoia, anxiety, monsters, weather (especially storms)

Style: a 2005 emo, but make it fancy

Age (as of Thomas): as long as humans have been around, is our best guess

Interests: watching horror movies, baking with Patton (don’t judge, okay?), keeping up with his anonymous tumblr blog (shh, the mortals don’t know it’s him), embroidery, cosplay, shitposting

Animal counterpart (+features): spider, multiple eyes/limbs?

<<•>>

Roman

God of: creativity, love, passion, the arts, honor, pride

Style: pretentious fuck at a ren faire

Age (as of Thomas): since art could be found (wow, so fancy you flamboyant little shit)

Interests: acting, poetry, writing, cosplaying with Virgil, dnd, fashion design/putting together outfits, pottery, photography, fencing

Animal counterpart (+features): lion, has a tail, ears, mane like hair?

<<•>>

Janus

God of: deception/deceit, puzzles, riddles, tricks, theatre, outcasts

Style: Victorian-era conman outlaw (now with added capes!)

Age (as of Thomas): since the first lie fell from a human’s mouth

Interests: fucking with the other gods, chess, gardening, witchcraft, winetasting, turning into a snake at zoos to freak out mortals (remus is with him obvi)

Animal counterpart (+features): snake, has his lil scalies, snek tongue, and eye.

<<•>>

Remus

God of: creativity, sex, the abandoned, chaos, mischeif

Style: fancy, alternative, androgynous, grunge

Age (as of Thomas): same as Roman (they’re twins, what’d you expect)

Interests: fucking with other the gods and mortals (but different), pole dancing, cooking/baking, solving cold cases from decades ago because he can, acting, drawing, painting

Animal counterpart (+features): octopus… (please help, what features should he have?)

<<•>>

Remy

God of: sleep, night, dreams (kinda)

Style: he looks like the vines and only that. No joke this god came into existence thirty minutes late with a Starbucks in hand

Age (as of Thomas); the first time someone slept ig???

Interests: going for walks/drives, stargazing, listening to podcasts, chatting, drinking coffee, talking with Emile

Animal counterpart (+features): raccoon, he’s got the bags under the eyes, but he chooses not to have any other features, and those are just cause he’s an insomniac

<<•>>

Emile

God of: the mind, illustrative arts, language

Style: similar to Patton’s, but a bit more masculine(?)

Age (as of Thomas): since humans evolved their mind enough to speak words everyone knew

Interests: watching cartoons, animation, pet care, crocheting, 

Animal counterpart (+features): ram, he has horns!

<<•>>

Thomas himself is a mortal in this, but the gods have chosen someone to speak through every lifetime, and they chose Thomas. He's honestly pretty much the same as he is in the videos, though.

Ships include: Logicality (kinda going to be the focus), probably prinxiety and dukeceit, but there might be a bit of princeit. Logan acts as the "main character" seeing as he'll be around the longest, but all of them will be a focus.

That's most of what I've got for now, but I'll keep you updated as things progress.

[postmastered]

Sanders Shovels - Shovel Knight AU

i havent worked on this in months hA but i finally jotted down some things and bada bing bada boom were done babeyyy lets get into it

Logan Wenn - Plague Knight

very very book smart, but like, what's social interaction again????

likes blowing stuff up

disaster shorty

spooky raven aesthetic

can only tolerate virgil

Safety? Who's she? Never heard of her.

small gay

color codes potions, alphabetized his supply stock

really good at bartending as a result (not something he does often, mind you)

wears a plague doctor mask and a hood to hide his identity

has a prosthetic arm

Virgil Ware - Mona

will never EVER let go of his cloak

logan tried helping him sew patches on it, but he sucks at sewing, so virgil took care of it himself, appreciating the sentiment

gothic castle-y aesthetic

helps logan make potions and organizes beakers by size

takes care of the "little guys" (minions)

average height

still a lot taller than logan tho

lives in town, her room underground leads to an even deeper level, the Explodatorium, where he works with Lo to make potions

provides adult supervision

"logan, you need adult supervision"

"Virgil, i am an adult."

"mm yeah sure now eat your apple slices"

logan hurled a potion at him because of this incident and stormed off

eventually came back and apologized, pretending like he didnt cry

logan dont like bein treated like a child

virgil can bake, he makes a bunch of the recipes he uses himself

average gay

Patton Wye - Polar Knight

6'10-ish idk

has a snow shovel he loves dearly

"her name is shelly!!!!!!"

likes snowball fights

And also snow

and ice

makes popsicles and ice cream

has a cow named terracotta

big boy. wide. good for hugs. bear man.

almost every aspect of him makes roman want to cry

"roman!!!!!!! hi!!!!!!!!! its me!!!!!!! patton!!!!!!!!"

"*sobbing uncontrollably* h-hi pat...."

"roman???!?!?!? r u ok??!?!?!?!? what happen??!?!?!?!!?!?"

massive bean

can and will pick up all his friends

hagrid but colder

VERY BIG GAY

Roman Howe - King Knight

Roman, but more extra

his castle is made of solid gold

has a sparkly scepter

wears a crown for every occaision

if patton sits on the couch by himself he will crawl over and cling to patton and then Patton is just there like "huh. guess i cant move sorry virgil go stop logan from blowing up the fridge yourself pal"

very clingy

pat pat is very warm despite being in the cold constantly and roman is a cold boy despite being in the heat all the time

saunters and/or sashays

We dont walk in this household

wears heels

slightly below average height

VERY GAY

Declan Watt - Tinker Knight

shortiest shorty to ever shorty

made a giant robot to make him taller

stays up way too late

fixes Remy's propellers and Emile's submarine constantly because they kEEP BREAKING

tired

his boyfs are there to help tho dw

stress city usa

handyman

smells like oil. stinky boy.

demi child

Remy Hew - Propeller Knight

Flappy boy

fucking adores swords

"Oh, gurl, the hilt, goddamn that's gorgeous wait lemme see the blade- BABE IS THIS FUCKING CLAY-TEMPERED?????"

if an enemy has a sword he will geek about it for hours dont test him

he'll still fight them, but compliment it while fighting

if the sword they have is sub par he will get them a new one

his boyfs think its cute

his propellers break too often for it to not seem suspicious

"dee? babe? one of my propellers broke again..."

he does not break them to get declan to pay attention to him i promise

emile is happy to give him as much attention as he so desires if declan is busy

turns into a pile of flying mush when emile gushes about him

disaster bi

Emile Picani - Treasure Knight

"Ooh! Shinyyyy...."

almost cried when he saw roman's castle for the first time

knows too much about gems for it to be normal

does his best to protect his boyfs and stop his submarine from breaking down too much cause fixing it puts dee out of commission for a year or two

Keeps the Iron Whale in tip top shape

ocean boy. splish splash.

very good swimmer

loves seafood

remy can cook fish and nothing else

good for emile, but sucks for dee, the boye lives off vegetables and nothing else

pan

Nathan Lukas - Mole Knight

Lil gossip goblin

lonely :(

goofs about rocks with emile tho

sometimes they hang out together

ace/aro bean

values his platonic relationships like he values his life

Toby Ross- Specter Knight

Ghosts!!!!!!

Zombies!!!!!!!

CONSPIRACIES!!!!!!!!

legitimately raises the dead

Nate is his best chum

Grows roses

and other plants

made his clothes himself

dont trust that many peeps tbh

himself and virgil both have a Gothic Aesthetic they bond over

Lone wolf

Virgil held his scythe once and told toby he felt like his soul almost got stolen

toby laughed and said "good thing i dont have one!"

lives for spookin people

plays the organ

K thats all hmu if ur interested in any way lol

also i have to credit @spectralheartt for the name and also for humoring me like four months ago about this idea :)

[angrycatblizzard]

@thatsthat24 I'm making the sides as high school students!! This is going to be fun!! First, Roman: - Arrogant, Cocky, and Self Absorbed - Status: Single - Crush: Virgil and Patton (He likes Patton more though) - Age: 16 - Grade: 10th (sophomore) - Kind and Caring towards his friends and family but can be violent towards people he doesn’t know. - He does get pissed off easily and when he's mad, he gets defensive and starts yelling and if he's really mad, he gets violent, but he always apologizes and is trying to control his anger. - Very Loyal, he would totally beat up someone if he finds out someone hurt his friends/family physically and/or emotionally. - Refuses to wear any other band aid but his personal ones. He could be bleeding really badly and would refuse to use someone else's band aids. - He got the necklace from Remus on his 15th birthday and he never takes it off unless he had a really bad fight with Remus, or needs to shower. He also won't let anyone touch it, not even his friends. - Got the scar from a fight with Remus, when roman was 13, roman and Remus were playing around and started to argue, they both got violent and Remus threw a plate at roman. Roman dodged the plate but the plate broke on the floor and a shard of glass bounced off the floor and cut roman, the scar was permanent. - He is really close to Remus - Best friend: Remy - He is way cleaner than Remus, he keeps his hair combed, and is way more organized than Remus. -Very Gay lol Who should I do next: Virgil, Patton, Logan, Janus, Remus, Remy, or Pacani

[spacegayparty]

Remy : Life is hard

Emile : Work is hard

Remy : we deserve a treat!

Emile, getting up : Get the games, I'll raid the fridge!

Remy : YAAS QUEEN! Booze party after woohoorkkkk

Dee:... shit, guys it's literally 11 am, stop going this just because I'm a stay at home mom.

Remy : Mom, I want a doughnut.

Dee, about to implode : Put the alcohol away and you'll get a snack.

Emile, hugging a bottle :... This better be triple chocolate cookies... *mutters and pouts*

Dee : Lemme just pull a wedding cake out of my ass for this asshole *glances at Emile*

Emile : *uncaps bottle*

Remy : Shut up, I see Oreos over there

Dee, mentally thanking himself for not throwing away them empty box: Yeah exactly. I've got snacks and am therefore powerful

[paperclipsandchalk]

HOW DID I NOT SEE THIS BEFORE?!

A TYPICAL DESCENDANTS AU!

Good Kids:

Patton is the son of Rapunzel- His hair does have the same magical properties, however, he is able to cut it without damaging it if he uses certain scissors. Some days he actually puts it up in a cute bun. Also he always wears a golden flower crown. He and Logan have been friends since they were little, they're also betrothed because I'm sucker for this ship and I think I need help.

Remy is the son of Ariel- I didn't want to choose Aurora because everyone expects that. So screw that, he's a half merman with a caffeine addiction. Also I really want him to say "what up bishes" because it's a play on words. Also there's some days he can't speak, and he has scaley freckles and when he blushes you can see them.

Roman is the son of Snow White- He's the fairest of them all, however he is really tan. That's mostly to him being out in the sun playing sports or dramatically acting. He also has six little brothers, his family is big so he tries his hardest to stand out, so he decided to learn Spanish at a young age. He also hates apples and absolutely loves grapes, red grapes to be exact.

Logan is the son of Belle- The one who suggests having the villain kids come to the school, much to the delight of Patton. He always has his nose stuck in a book and is extremely logical in any situation, he also carries an enchanted rose on him. The petals keep falling off but he doesn't know why.

Villain Kids:

Emile is the son of the Ursula- He's mean and conniving-pfft I'm joking. He's the cutest little puff ball you'll ever meet, he loves to swim but can't due to the barrier around the island. He wants to learn from his mother's mistake, he wants to right the wrong. Oh and he doesn't have tentacles but he does have a pet octopus named Tentacles.

Virgil is the son of Maleficent- He doesn't have the best relationship with his mom, they both want different things. He can cast spells and sprout dragon wings, he also likes to draw things from the different fairy tales. He just wants to be excepted into society, but for now he guesses he'll have to do what his mother says.

Remus is the "son" of the Evil Queen- He was stolen from Snow White as a baby, the Evil Queen raised him. He is obsessed with mirrors, and he absolutely loves dark humor. His favorite fruit is an apple, specifically yellow/golden ones. He's hecking pale and he loves to write out the fairy tales, but he writes out ones similar to their origin stories.

Deceit is the son of Dr. Facilier- He's cunning, he's tricky, and he loves to play with fate. His cards tell all, but they can't tell him how to win the affection of his dark humored friend. He can also hear whispers from his friends in the shadows and he does what his father says.

You know what? I wanna make this now, I really do.

Maybe I'll write oneshots for it....

[felilla]

Have some moodboards for my new Sanders Sides LAMP fanfic: a morning where the fields are painted gold

I dreamt it up randomly last night and well, here we are now. I am so sorry.

The world may take you in a million different directions to find the same destination.

Or…

The story of four men and how they fell in love.

Patton Rothschild is a single father. Roman Anakawan is a struggling artist. Virgil Dowling is a private tutor. Logan Morton is a prodigal astronomer.

Somehow, someway, they are deeply entwined.

[izzyfandoms]

You briefly mentioned a Virgil x Everyone au and I almost want to ask for examples? Because I'm a sucker for multiple soulmate aus

Hmmm well when I made the post I was mostly thinking about a soulmarks kinda situation. I've decided to call this the three hearts soulmate au (and tag it as this) for reasons explained later.

Like for each pair/group of soulmates they have a matching soulmark that's partly in colour and the rest of the colour appears when you meet your soulmate/soulmates. Also most people don't have a solmate so it's pretty rare (and easier for soulmarks to be unique)

So I was initially imagining LAMP, anxceitmus and,,,, viremile? I don't think that last one has a shipname so I'm gonna go with that unless told otherwise. I may change my mind later and add more ships but this is it for now

Soulmark placement probably has some kind of meaning but I'm not gonna overanalyse.

Soulmarks are usually simple shapes made up of like one or two colours per soulmate so it's pretty easy to tell which part is which.

Virgil has three soulmarks (unless I decide to add to this) so he's a part of three like soulmate groups. As the three soulmate groups are connected (they all include Virgil) the three soulmarks all look similar.

I am v basic so I decided that the three soulmarks are all hearts!! (I may change it to something cooler later). This is why I've called this the three hearts soulmate au. They're all on Virgil's upper back (from left to right - anxceitmus, LAMP, viremile).

The anxceitmus one is split into three segments (from left to right green, yellow and purple).

The LAMP one is split into four segments (from left to right (light blue, dark blue, red and purple).

The viremile one is split into. three segments (from left to right (light pink, black and purple).

Though ofc Virgil's born with only the purple ones filled in (with the awareness that he has seven soulmates). His parents probably weren't too pleased and Virgil probably didn't really go around telling people (and it's easy enough to keep his back covered).

Also I've decided that for plot reasons Thomas is gonna be Virgil's older brother in this.

Virgil met Dee (Deceit) in high school. They were about 16/17 and kept it a secret from their classmates (to avoid people making fun of them). Dee's soulmark is on his chest over his heart.

They didn't take too long to get together (and Dee was accepting of Virgil's three soulmark situation) and got an apartment together pretty soon after high school. They didn't stay too close to either sets of parents, but they did stay close to Thomas (Virgil's older brother) who becomes relevant pretty soon.

Now, Patton, Logan and Roman met in college. Patton's soulmark is over his heart, Logan's is on the back of his neck (just below his hair) and Roman's is on his right shoulder.

Obviously Roman and Remus are twins and they've lived next door to Remy since they were very small. They all have known basically their whole lives that they must share at least one soulmate because their soulmarks are basically identical apart from number of segments and colour.

Remy and Emile met in a park when they were six and Remy's impulse reaction was to kiss Emile's cheek and it was VERY adorable ofc. Emile's soulmark is on his left wrist and Remy's is on his right ankle.

Oh also Remus's is on his left shoulder.

ANYWAY back to actual plot.

So theyre all adults. Remy and Emile are together; Roman, Logan and Patton are together; and Remus is currently single. The six of them basically stick together and live really close by to each other because of the whole shared soulmate situation.

One day Thomas ends up in a play thing with Roman and Remus and they become friends.

About a month later he's met all six of them (not knowing that they're his brother's missing soulmates) and is friends with them. One day they're hanging out and the subject of soulmates comes up and Thomas is like 'oh lmao ive never seen any of your soulmarks' and Roman, Remus and Emile end up all rolling up their sleeves at like the same time and Thomas sees the marks and is like "OKAY WAIT"

And yeah everyone freaks out because they have known Thomas for like A WHOLE MONTH and theyre only now realising that he is the older brother to their missing soulmate (plus knows Dee who is Remus's other soulmate)

Thomas ends up calling his brother and telling him about all this

And I'm still kinda unsure about this part but I think Virgil and Dee work at like a haunted house thing (cos it's October because I say so) and Thomas was planning on going there that night so he ends up bringing the six of them and Virgil and Dee's introduction to their missing soulmate(s) is Scaring them cos I think that's funny

Anyway they all fall in love and it's all good and fun and amazing and eventually in maybe like a year or something the eight of them all move in together in like a nice house with three bedrooms and Virgil just switches between them and it's great and EVERYONE LOVES VIRGIL IT'S WHAT HE DESERVES

I might do more with this/write stuff if you guys like it lol

[roman-sing-despacito]

I live for these boys

For warmth, RED?

“it’sssssss not my fault i wasssss cursssssssed to be half-sssssssnake,” dolos hisses angrily, huddling into emile’s chest. emile hums happily, hugging him close as remy snuggles up to him from behind. “i hate being ssssssso cold …”

“don’t worry, babes,” remy murmurs, leaning in to press a kiss to the back of his neck. “we’re happy to snuggle you for as long as you need.”

“would you ssssssnuggle me forever?” 

“gladly!” emile chirps, kissing the top of his head.  

[water9826]

Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Sanders Sides (Web Series) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Anxiety | Virgil Sanders/Creativity | Roman "Princey" Sanders, Logic | Logan Sanders/Morality | Patton Sanders, Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders/Deceit Sanders Characters: Anxiety | Virgil Sanders, Creativity | Roman "Princey" Sanders, Morality | Patton Sanders, Logic | Logan Sanders, Deceit Sanders, Janus Sanders, Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders, Sleep | Remy Sanders, Dr. Emile Picani, Thomas Sanders (Video Blogging RPF), Thomas Sanders' Friends, Original Side(s) (Sanders Sides) Additional Tags: Hurt Anxiety | Virgil Sanders, Anxiety | Virgil Sanders Needs a Hug, Creativity | Roman "Princey" Sanders Needs a Hug, Spiders, Sympathetic Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders, Sympathetic Deceit Sanders, Mind Control, Blood and Violence, Psychological Torture, Married Logic | Logan Sanders/Morality | Patton Sanders, Morality | Patton Sanders is a Sweetheart, Logic | Logan Sanders Is A Good Friend, Everyone Needs A Hug, Anxiety | Virgil Sanders Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Adventure & Romance, Kingdoms, Mind Palace, New Dark Side, Creativity | Roman "Princey" Sanders & Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders Are Twins, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, The Author Regrets Everything, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm Summary:

After the new episode, the the sides are a mess. Janus has finally been accepted and now has a seat at the table. On the other hand, Roman has locked himself away in his room.

Needless to say, Virgil is very, very upset.

And a long forgotten side steps into the spotlight. All of this chaos and ANGER is perfect for him.

[amaryllis-forest]

Casually makes these powers and ship mood boards

Patton and Virgil

Roman and Deceit

Remus and Emile (Dr. Picani)

Logan and Remy

[ambersky0319]

Some random fluff things

I should really finish my homework and go to bed somewhat earlier than I usually do, I have a final plus an FRQ tomorrow one after the other

But I mean

Homework and sleep got nothing on fluff headcanon stuff for ships so here's a disorganized mess of fluff. It's also only for two ships so-

Roman x Emile x Logan (Rolomile)

Plus Patton, Damien(Deceit), and Virgil as their kiddos, and a side Rem^2!

Logan's originally a single dad to a boy named Patton, and Emile and Roman are already married with their two sons Damien and Virgil. They meet Logan when they were called in one day cause Virgil got into a fight at school defending his friend Andy, and once they were home and reassured Virgil they weren't mad Roman and Emile had a long and private discussion about this teacher cause he was so cute and calm and captured their hearts almost immediately

So they ask Virgil about him(Virgil's like, 11 at this point btw) and Vee ain't an idiot, he's the best crush finder out of all the sixth graders, and immediately calls them out and just tell his dads "if you both like him ask him out!"

And so they do, and it ends up going very well! The three go out for coffee, letting the boys stay at Logan's friend's house(Thomas's house). They run into Remus and his boyfriend Remy who somehow knew Logan and they all just sorta hang out

Logan's very confused about how these two married men that obviously love each other so much and are happy with where there family is find him interesting, and he's a bit unsure when it comes to entering a romantic relationship with them. More long talks ensue

Patton also encourages his Papa to date Roman and Emile, the five year old claiming "he'd love to have three papas!" and how excited he'd be if there was more love to go around. As well as excitement over seeing Virgil and Damien more often

Logan does eventually get romantically involved with them and lemme tell you, Roman and Emile used to pride themselves on not ever getting flustered

That pride was thrown out the damn window, Logan makes them flustered with his light laugh and the way he can go on and on about a subject and turn the most boring thing into the most interesting

Logan's also really cuddly and touchy, often playing with their hands or hair, hugging them from behind or placing kisses all over their faces

He nearly gave Emile a heart attack when Emile stumbled in on Logan singing Virgil, Dee, and Patton a lullaby

Roman had originally proposed to Emile. Emile proposes to Logan this time, making sure it's absolutely perfect for their nerd

They all take turns as to who sleeps in the middle each night

Logan reads to them until they fall asleep if they're having a rough day

Emile and Logan talk a lot about psychology and mental health. Damien was really excited to continue learning about that kinda thing, especially cause once he gets older his psychology and health teacher isn't all that great

Roman and Logan are both very competitive and have created the following games : who could fluster Em the most, which one could put the boys to sleep faster(Emile triumphed without even playing), who knew the most musicals or films in x genre, first to clean the most dishes, the best baker(Patton and Dee crushed them with this, and now neither Roman or Logan is allowed to ever cook unless Emile is supervising), and who will last longer for a no blushing game when Emile rambled adorably about whatever new thing he found super interesting

Oh yeah and Roman's a painter cause I said so and he'll often make paintings of his boyfriends. There's a lot of paintings of Logan and Emile out somewhere with a pretty backdrop.

Remus is a photographer in this and has definitely taken many photos of his brother and his husbands whenever asked cause it means he can bring Remy to a really nice date spot too

Dukexiety

Childhood best friends all the way

Remus is very protective over Virgil, and will fight anyone and anything that hurts Virgil

Virgil is very clingy in the mornings, not that Remus is complaining when Virgil's holding him tightly and refusing to let him out of bed

They write together, it was initially a thing Remus did by himself as a suggestion from Logan and then Virgil tried it to help relax and it worked. They've done multiple collaborative short stories, and they both write a Logicality fic together on a shared account on Tumblr

Remus often asks Virgil if he's doing alright whenever things start to get heated, constantly checking if what they were doing was fine and reminding Virgil it was okay to say no. Virgil really appreciates this

Sometimes they need to take breaks so they have a thing where they spend the day away from one another and do their own thing, they end up with some wild stories in the end

Remus is actually a really good cook, especially when it comes to Virgil's favorite things. He really loves making homemade pizza for them

Remus will hum Virgil to sleep

The others are very surprised when they find out they're dating

And nearly gave heart attacks once they find out that Virgil and Remus aren't actually dating, but are engaged

Virgil tells Remus he loves him every single day, any chance he gets. But he's always sure to say it before they go to sleep and just after waking up

[sander-side-stuff]

Rating sander side ships (Janus edition)

loceit: 999/10 very cute, another otp, also again mom and dad vibes

Roceit: 9/10 very cute we love some theater geeks

moceit: 9/10  you cant tell me these two wouldn’t be wine moms together

Anxceit: 8/10 I do like this ship, but again slow burn because it was made clear to us these 2 don’t exactly have a great history together but great for angst.

Demus: 10/10 2rd favorite Remus ship

desleep: 7/10 i used to me a big fan of this ship 

decani : 4/10 i don’t like it but its not bad ig 

dlamp: 10/10 very cute

drlamp: 10/10 very cute as long as Remus and Roman aren’t dating

roman edition logan edition virgil edition patton edition remus edition

[amintyworld]

Chapter 3: Don’t Lose Your Head - Sanders Sides Six AU

First - Last - Next

A/N: It’s finally here. Totaling a freaking 19 PAGES on google docs, this is probably the longest thing I’ve ever written, and I hope all the wait was worth it. I’m sorry it’s so long. The good news is it seems to all fit on one post, so I don’t have to split it! Yay. Also special thanks to @if-i-had-a-spoon for test reading this chapter, please go check their blog if you have the chance, they’re amazing. 

This is gonna go down in my tumblr history, isn’t it?

Summary: Relations with Farwood grow tense as Remy finds new feelings for his best friend. Meanwhile, Daniel’s world is rocked as a new lover moves in. 

TW: Suggestive Themes, Cursing, Murder, Beheading, Forced Romance (Just talking about kissing), Threatening, marriage issues, cheating. (As always, let me know if I missed anything!)

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Remus sat in front of his vanity, preening himself for the night’s festivities. His father was expecting quite the performance to quench all the thirsty suitors always pounding at his door. He wore his shirt open nearly all the way, pants tight enough to show off his curves. He applied light makeup, adding his signature red lipstick, ready to leave when a servant knocked on the door. 

He sighed. “Come in, if you must.”

“I’m so sorry to interrupt, Remus sir, but these letters just arrived for you. They told me it’s urgent, sir.”

Remus crossed his arms, scowling. “If I had the power you’d have more than regret for disturbing me in my quarters.” The poor maid shivered at his words but made no movements to escape. “But, I am feeling generous today, so consider yourself lucky. I’ll just take the letters, then -  leave it on my desk, and don’t dawdle.”

“Yes sir, right away sir.” The maid said, nodding briskly in thanks as she left the packet of letters and package on Remus’s desk for his work. He was in charge of collecting taxes from the people of Monasia, his father’s protege - wasn’t exactly hard work collecting taxes when he looked as he did. Let’s just say it was easy getting people to do what he wanted when he said what they wanted to hear.

His eyes scanned the sender of the letter and his lips curled up in a smirk. “Oh, dopey, stupid, flirtatious, Lover Boy.”

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King Thomas drew his rapier as he faced across from his son. With Remy’s birthday and decision day fast approaching, he hadn’t had much time to spend with his son. It had been a while since they’d last talked, and the Prince in question had been quiet. Too quiet.

Remy seemed unfocused as he raised his rapier to meet his fathers’ - every prince of the Sanders Kingdom had been trained in combat - sword training, fencing, hand-to-hand combat - since they were 13. Remy supposed it was a tradition.

Their swords clashed, and Thomas met his sons’ gaze. “I know you still have a lot on your mind, Remy, but-”

“But what-?” Remy huffed.

Remy’s rapier slashed his father’s. It was good to let out a bit of frustration every now and then. His mind still wasn’t made up, and he would admit the pressure was beginning to get to him. He kept reading that book his father had given him, late into the light, until his candle was a small nub, a puddle of cool wax. Part of him thought if he reached the end, he’d find the answers he needed. Hopefully, he’ll finish it before the deadline. 

His father’s gaze seemed unfocused, and Remy quickly used that to his advantage, striking right and left, leaving his father scrambling for the defense. He was taught good form, and to always look for openings or weaknesses to strike. His father was prepared, of course, blocking the attack and turning the tables to attack him. Things turned silent as the two fenced.

Up above, a certain light blue spirit looked on in concern. He’d sensed the growing tension and pressure on his great-grandson, and wished that he could do something, anything, to aid him. Sadly, spirits couldn’t influence emotions, feelings, or thoughts of others - though, Patton wished more than anything at that moment to possess that ability. To be able to put Remy’s thoughts at ease - the poor boy was barely holding himself together as it was. He’d stay up, barely take a break from the book - that was certainly not healthy.

Back when he was alive, he could put others at ease so easily. Now? He could do nothing but watch.

“Room for one more?”

Patton looked up to see his husband, Daniel, leaning on the doorframe. His eyes sparkled with the sun, and his smile, though some would think sinister, Patton always saw it as sweet and timid. He gave a small smile in return, scooting over on the balcony overlooking the two below. “Always.”

Daniel just sat, watching for a few moments as their hands naturally intertwined again. All the sound that could be heard was the small sound of the fall breeze and the clanging of metal swords. It was a type of peaceful paradise, a paradise that was special for the two of them. 

“Alright,” Daniel turned to face Patton, giving his husband a knowing look. “What’s wrong?”

Patton’s eyes were focused in the fight below, avoiding his gaze. “Nothing.”

“Patton Seymour, we’ve been married for 235 years-” Daniel said, crossing his arms and giving what Patton could only describe as a ‘dad look’.

“-and 7 months.” Patton piped up, looking toward his husband shyly, his gaze filled with love.

“... and 7 months,” Daniel repeated. “Point is, I think by this point we’ve been together long enough for me to know when something’s up with you.” Patton sighed, leaning against his husband’s shoulder in defeat.

“Remy just… he’s in so much stress and pain… I-I wish-”

“He’s strong, love. He’ll get through it - we did.” Daniel said, wrapping his arm around Patton’s shoulders and rubbing his thumb gently along his hand. 

“Dani, we didn’t have deadlines and arranged marriages and pending wars,” Patton said softly. “Things are so much more complicated than when we were his age.”

“I know you want to help, Love, but we have to trust that he’ll make the right decision. We shouldn’t interfere, even if it has good intentions.” Daniel said, his heart thumping quicker as Patton buried his face in the crook of his neck, letting out a contented sigh. God, he loved him. 

“I know, Dani,” Patton said. “I just hate feeling so… so useless.”

“Pat, you’re not-” Daniel began to defend when shouts interrupted from below. The two turned their attention to the two royals in combat, their rapiers were thrown aside and forgotten. 

Thomas looked to his son. “Please, Remy. They’re getting restless waiting-”

“So them wait-!” Remy snapped. “As far as I know, I still have four more days, and I don’t intend to waste them on some diplomat charade!” He shouted loudly, not caring who heard.

“Remy, you know Farwood, please I’m begging you-” King Thomas countered, grabbing his son’s wrist. “They’re threatening to storm the kingdom, kill every last man, woman, and child, burn the villages to the ground, and then kill you and me.” Remy shook free of his father’s deathly grasp, stopping at the entrance inside when his father explained the threats. 

“I won’t let that happen,” Remy said. “We’ll arrange an ambush-”

“No, Remy. No.” His father’s voice turned firm. “There is no ambushing Farwood, there is no attacking Farwood, do you understand?!” Thomas’s tone turned soft. “You know there’s no way around this, Remy.”

Remy was quiet, holding his arms around himself. He slowly cleared his throat, looking to the ground, too ashamed to face his father. He felt queasy, cowardly, the pit of his stomach in knots. He couldn’t bear the thought of sucking up, of playing nice to those monsters-

He swallowed his pride, though it felt like he was swallowing fire. “Wh-When… when are they arriving?” 

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Remus stepped out of the carriage, his fresh red lipstick glistening in the sunlight. His Lover Boy was persistent, he couldn’t deny. Much more persistent than any of his other suitors back home. He was so blinded by his own lust and love, he insisted to make him his new Prince within only a few weeks of letters.

Persistence, stubbornness…

Was this supposed to be love? To be honest, Remus wasn’t sure. He took a deep breath as his face fell into his neutral pursed lips, walking out of the carriage swaying his defined hips side to side. His father’s words rang in his head: Make them want you.

He stood, staring straight ahead, awaiting for those doors to open, to meet his love. So what if Father told him to do it for the money and status? He could have a connection - a spark, that feeling he’d heard about over and over by his many admirers and suitors back home, through every word, letter, and poem. It dripped from their passionate lips and lust-filled gazes, traveled through home to home, from village to village like some kind of infection.

He’d hadn’t felt it yet - but he guessed 135th time’s a charm.

Now, Remus, you could say, was used to staring, especially the stares of others admiring his well-known beauty, but this stare… it felt cold, almost threatening. It made him feel small, and he looked around for the source.

Up on the balcony - a man dressed fancily in a crown, with some kind of face diminishment, it was hard to see from so high up. Remus thought for a second if he was his Lover Boy, but before he had time to figure it out, the figure turned and quickly left teh balcony.

“My darling Remus!”

Remus smiled at the King as he walked toward him, his brown hair waved in the wind as he returned his smile. Remus bowed. “King Benjamin of Salkenshire, it’s truly a honor your highness.”

“No need for formalities, beauty. Call me Ben.”

Remus was shown around the castle as he was swiftly taken to the King’s Quarters to freshen up. Benjamin was being quite flirty, and he’d sighed through pick-up lines and compliments - he’d heard it all before. The castle was huge, and yet Remus hadn’t really seen the figure from the balcony, and he didn’t really want to ask. From their stare, it was clear he wasn’t exactly favored by them. 

The two stopped near the bedroom. “This is our room. You’ll be sleeping with me, if that’s alright?”

“Of course-”

“And who exactly is this? Another toy, Benjamin?” Their tone was sharp and chilling, and Remus turned to meet a very familiar set of eyes. He had messed dirty blonde hair, a formal yellow and black jacket and tie, those same scars, and… a crown? They leaned against the doorframe, sizing Remus up. “You really don’t want the people to worry, honey.” The man spat the last word, now looking toward the King with disgust. 

“Who... are you?” Remus retorted, scanning him up and down. 

“I asked first, so please be patient and wait your turn. Thanks.” The man said, holding his hand up, before looking at Benjamin. Benjamin looked fed up with the mystery man as he was with him. “I’m not doing this anymore, Ben. You have a kingdom to run, you shouldn’t be so selfish to just-”

Benjamin just glared. “If you have any complaints, the door’s behind you Daniel.” The King coldly snapped. “This is Remus Boelyn, my fiance.”

Daniel bit his lip, his arms still crossed, nodding. “Fiance, huh? Well Remus, I’m his husband.”

Wait… what?

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Prince Remy looked up from the journal with a sigh. “Man, these two REALLY hated each other. Rightfully so, too. Who even tries to marry two people?!”

The yellow spirit of Daniel gritted his teeth. “An idiot, that’s who.” He cursed under his breath. “A bloody bastard murderer tyrant king-!”

“Woah there, Dee.” Remus gave his friend a comforting smile. “That’s too much swearing, even for me.” Daniel returned the smile, but his face fell as he looked back to Remy, a knock on the door grabbing his attention. Emile entered the room with a floured apron, a plate of cookies and a warm smile. The two spirits turned their attention to the new arrival, quickly going quiet - Remus’s arm still around Daniel’s neck. Emile bowed deeply as he entered.

“Your highness.”

“Hey Em.” Remy gave his friend a small smile, sitting up on the soft duvet. “Don’t ‘your highness’ me, you know how much I hate that.”

Emile gave his friend a comforting smile. “Sorry Rem, you know how angry Madame Patrcia gets about formalities. Respect and all. If she hears me call you by your name again, I’ll be toast.” He laughed a bit, awkwardly standing with the plate of cookies, unsure of what to do.

“Yeah, well it’s nice to hear my actual name from someone other than my father. ‘Prince’ never seemed to fit very well with it, you know.” Remy returned his friend’s smile.

“I heard what happened. It’s amazing how fast gossip travels in such a large castle.” Emile said, moving to set the plate on the bed. “Cinnamon Chocolate Chip. I figured you may need a bit of a pick me up.”

Remy picked up one of the warm cookies in his hand, inspecting it. It wasn’t an extremely popular cookie, or even a well-known recipe throughout the kingdom. He remembered how the staff would make some every now and then for the castle, and he’d sneak down late at night to bring up a plate to eat in his room. For some reason, they always reminded him of his mother - he barely knew anything about her, since his father rarely brought her up, but he remembered the scent. A sweet cinnimony vanilla, almost like what warmth would smell like. It burned in his memory, and it clung to the cookies. Remy, as he grew, found himself in times of sadness or stress, with that same cookie in his hand. It was a comfort. Remy took in the scent for a second, closing his eyes. 

It smelled so much like the scent, so close, and his mouth broke into a smile. He took a bite, and let the warmth of the cookie travel through his body. He opened his eyes to look to Emile standing by his desk, smiling and looking towards him with an expression Remy couldn’t exactly place. “Thank you.”

Emile’s smile only grew as silence passed between the two friends, and Remy finished his cookie, reaching for another. “What’re you smiling about?” he said, beginning to laugh as Emile smiled even bigger. 

“Oh nothing.” Emile said, giggling a bit. 

“Aw come on Em, now I’m really curious.” Remy said, turning his attention to his friend. “Do I have chocolate on my face or something?”

“No no… w-well, you do, but…” Emile’s cheeks were lightly dusted pink as he nervously laughed, trying to find the right words. “It’s, uh… a bit hard to explain...heh.”

Remy moved the plate toward his side as he patted the space in front of him. Emile looked so happy, so incredibly happy. Remy had never seen him smile and laugh this much ever. A part of him wanted to see that look on his face for as long as he lived. It made him feel light, happy. He wanted to know what made him so happy so Emile could be this happy forever. “Then don’t explain. Just tell me.”

Emile slowly walked over and sat down, thinking of what to say. He looked at Remy, breaking into a soft fond smile as he used his apron to begin getting chocolate off Remy’s face. “They’re this look in your eye. I… I haven’t seen it before. You just looked content, happy, I… I couldn’t help but smile myself, I guess.”

Remy smiled fondly, his heart beat faster. “Your smile is really pretty, you know.”The two were once again extremely close, and Emile blushed, laughing. Remy quickly joined in, gaining a blush on his own. Emile leaned in, laying a bit on Remy’s shoulder, smiling. 

Remy couldn’t help but think it was the most beautiful thing in the world. All these happy, soft, light feelings were new. He didn’t know if they were always there, but he knew whatever he was feeling was strong, and he knew he liked it. Looking down at Emile once more, he moved closer towards Remy’s chest, and their eyes met. Emile couldn’t stop smiling, and Remy’s heartbeat quickened, looking into his eyes. A faint blush spread across his cheeks.

He really, really, liked it. 

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King Benjamin was a king, a title which meant two things - power and paperwork. Benjamin loved power, that was for certain. He liked being in control, and he liked controlling others - like making sure a certain thorn in his side was out of his life for good. He’d admit it’d been easier to deal with Daniel’s presence with Remus around. He was truly a work of beauty - Benjamin was sure the gods sculpted his curves and bright dazzling eyes. Only a creation of the gods could pull him to his knees with only a simple stare. Remus was entirely his. 

Benjamin’s mind often wandered during his boring paperwork in his office. Ruling an entire kingdom, though with its fair advantages, was extremely boring at times. He was fantasizing as his quill pen barely touched the paper when a servant walked in. Ben quickly stood at attention. The servant handed him a stack of papers. “Here’s the Official Law Book of Salkenshire, Section 44 as you requested, your highness.”

“At ease.” He said dismissively, and the servant stopped their bow and quickly scurried away. Benjamin looked down at the stack of papers and sighed. Section 44: Marriage Law. 

A rule. A single sentence made sure Daniel stayed. Benjamin saw it as a mistake, a technicality. Mistakes, he reminded himself, can be so easily fixed. If only Daniel had signed the damn divorce papers, he wouldn’t have this problem, would he? Benjamin’s fists clenched slightly in anger. He wanted Remus as his husband and his lover, but without the divorce being official, Benjamin was stuck with him.

He was so focused on his work, scanning and reading, for the first time he didn’t hear someone come in. Remus wrapped his arms around Benjamin from behind, surprising him a little, but when Remus began messaging his chest he began to hum in contentment. “You’re so tense, babe.” Remus said, smooth as honey. “I swear you work so hard you don’t give yourself a break sometimes.”

“Hmm, hello darling,” Benjamin chirped. “How was your morning?”

“It was okay, as usual. Daniel kept critisizing my every move again. He’s lucky I’m so civil.” Remus said, leaning down to kiss Benjamin’s neck. “Watcha reading?”

“Just some boring law.” Benjamin said. “Wish I could just spend the day with you.”

“Hm…” Remus hummed. The two settled into a somewhat comfortable silence for a while. Remus bit his lip after a moment, looking down to Benjamin. “You are still going to marry me, right?”

“Of course my darling, things are just complicated.” Benjamin insisted, looking up from his books to kiss Remus’s hand. “If I could, I would marry you today, my love.”

“Complicated, huh…” Remus just smiled. Complicated. Complicated could mean so many things. So many things he didn’t really like to be true. But, Remus was smart. He knew how to play the game, as his father would say. 

He knew how to get a head. 

Daniel busted into the room, and Remus stared up with an icy glare. Daniel stared back with his own glare that matched Remus’s. Tension began to grow around the three, sitting in tight silence. The air sat thick, and each lover stood completely still, as if at any moment, any step… blood would be shed and splattered across the wooden desk. Daniel’s gaze never shifted from Remus as he spoke. “We’ve been hit with an attack. Millions of innocents are fighting for their lives at the edge of our lands by unknown trespassers. The General insists on an immediate response.”

Benjamin’s voice was extremely calm, looking down at his book. “Hm, what a shame. Please tell me, exactly, how does that affect you, Daniel?”

“Millions are dying in the streets, my King.” He spit the word like poison. “As a member of your treacherous household, it is my duty and responsibility for the people-”

“Ah, I see. You seem to be lacking in knowledge, Daniel.” Benjamin’s eyes flicked above the book, with a sickening grin on his mouth. “You seem to be forgetting your place. According to the Salkenshire Book of Law, a married husband to the King has no power over major decisions, nor any power to order official decrees, or even lead an army.” Benjamin’s gaze was deadly cold. “You serve no one but me, your highness, and even that has been stripped away from you.”

Remus grinned as Daniel’s face grew angerier and angerier with each passing word. It looked like he would hit the King square in the mouth if he could. But the fact was, he couldn’t. Remus felt a possessive fire under his skin, and turned to straddle the King, kissing his neck. He couldn’t deny it now, the King was his, and his alone. 

“You won’t get away with this, you monster.” Daniel spit.

“It seems I already have, my dear. I’m putting in a new law, didn’t you know?” Benjamin just smiled. “Leaving your mark and all that - it’s a new divorce law. With the evidence you just gave me on abusing power, I’m sure the advisors would be willing to listen.” Daniel’s eyes widened. Ben’s words were sharp and to the point. “I suggest you get an early start on packing. Your services are no longer required.” Daniel’s eyes brimmed with tears. He had nothing left to say.

Remus’s kiss was deep and long, and he looked back to the former lover with a smirk. “Oh, are you too dumb to get it, hon? He wants my ass, not yours.” Remus laughed as Daniel cried more, running out the door and slamming it behind him.

Finally. 

Benjamin just looked to Remus in hunger, his eyes gleaming in the candlelight. “I’m so sorry for that disruption, my love. Now, where were we?” God, he was so hot.

Remus just smirked. “I was getting hungry, my love.”

“Were you?” Benjamin breathed as Remus kissed, sucked and licked the King’s neck, leaving a mark. Their bodies pressed together in the chair, heated passion fueled the air. Benjamin’s heart hammered, smiling. “Come to think of it, honey, so am I.”

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Daniel was kicked out of the castle the next day, and he stood outside the front gates of the majestic castle, holding the little he owned in a small bag. Benjamin had taken back all the fancy clothing, the jewelry, anything he’d gotten from him in all the years they’d known each other, were married to each other. Benjamin acted like it was a favor to get rid of ‘painful memories’, but Daniel knew the truth - he couldn’t bare giving him any cushion to land on when he kicked him out.

He had a bit of clothing, some essentials, and a bit of money to his name. Daniel looked around at the townsfolk, staring, most of them in shock. The busy marketplace, usually filled with chatter and merchants yelling their wares, is suddenly quiet as Daniel passes. Daniel breathes as he holds back tears, walking through the town with his head held high.

“Is that the Prince?”

“I knew he’d get kicked out, he always seemed like a cheater-”

“Finally coming down from his fancy palace to walk among the common folk, huh…?”

“Another lover, what a gold digger.”

Daniel walked through the crowds with false confidence, quickly ducking into an empty alley, letting the waterfall of tears free. “Stupid, stupid, stupid…” He was a stupid idiot. Of course Banjamin didn’t love him, how could he ever think anyone would ever love him? All he had was his looks, now he was worthless. Remus’s words repeated in his mind…

The way his mustache curled as he smirked evily, almost out of pity. How he sat in Benjamin’s lap, practically eating his face whole, only to look to him like he was nothing but a dirty stain that wouldn’t come out. A rat. A mistake.

“Oh are you too dumb to get it, hon?”

Tears stained his cheeks as he tried to quiet his sobs to not attract attention. He was embarrassed. HIs heart felt like it was broken into a million pieces, and it quickly was replaced with a tougher shell. 

“He wants my ass, not yours.”

Daniel wiped away his tears. He’s been in worse before, felt worse before - both his parents died when he was 15, a group raided their village and killed any who stood against their reign. It hadn’t lasted long, yet while others easily forgot, Daniel could never forget. With two bullets, they lay lifeless on the floor, in a pool of their own crimson blood. He’d knelt before them, shaking them, tears blurring his vision. He hadn’t heard the click of the gun, or noticed the point of it towards his own head. Not until he realized they were really dead, that his parents were really gone, that he was an orphan, that he moved his head to look toward the sky, to look for some sort of reasoning in all this.

If it weren’t for that soldier’s arrival, he’d be dead.

His aunt always told him that you needed to do whatever you needed to, to get by. She told him to play the world for all the money it was worth, to pay for the next day’s price of living. But when he was noticed by the Prince, working in the palace, his aunt’s warnings of distancing himself and thinking of money, of security were gone. He stopped thinking about survival, and started thinking of love. 

Daniel stopped listening to his head, and began listening to his heart. It was dumb and stupid. He never should have fallen in love. Love is for suckers. 

“Prince Daniel?”

Daniel stepped back in shock, and a dirtied teenage boy in rags walked into the light. They both looked to each other a moment, silence passing between them. He held himself, studying the boy. Daniel’s eyes narrowed, those brown eyes looked familiar, that ruffed hair…

“You… you tried to kill me, you drove me off a ravine-!” Daniel stammered, stepping backwards. He didn’t want this little assassin to finish the job, his survival instincts kicked in quickly, like old friends. 

The teen grabbed his wrist. “Wait, your highness-!”

Instantly Daniel’s body kicked into fight-or-flight, and within seconds, the attacker from that night he recognized, Alex, was restrained. “Leave me alone. If you think your rebellion is going to win just by killing me, you’re sadly mistaken.”

“No! Your highness, I just… I just want to talk!”

Daniel quickly released Alex as he tumbled to the floor. His mind was scrambled. He looked to the teenager, extremely confused, as he stood up. “Talk…?”

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“Now, when the Farwoods’ arrive, we must be diplomatic. I’ll try to handle the King and Queen, just don’t mess things up with Anne.” Thomas spoke, pacing the room. 

“How… how could I mess things up with her, father?” Remy asked. “It’s not like I’m gonna just slap her or anything.”

“W-well, Anne is extremely close to her parents, and her parents, well… they’re expecting a royal who’s ready to settle down. Any indication of otherwise and they won’t be happy. This night has to go perfectly-”

“Jeez Dad, no pressure or anything.” Remy said jokingly to somehow clear the tension, trying to breathe - he didn’t need more stress than he could handle, and with decision day drawing near, he was certainly at his limit. He was used to not letting things get to him, of course - such was the way of a prince, or any royal for that matter. But his father always lessened the blow of pressure while he grew up, to help him flourish and thrive - as an adult, his father couldn’t shield him from everything.

“Just whatever she wants, do it. Hand holding, kissing…”

“Waitwaitwait… you’re expecting me to kiss her?” Remy could not believe what he was hearing. He’d never even had his first kiss, and his own father is expecting him to kiss this girl he’s rarely interected with?

“Only if she wants.” Thomas looked at his son’s facial expression and sighed. “Look, I’m so sorry you have to deal with this, but I promise to you whatever happens that night, it’s for the good of the kingdom.”

Remy just sighed. “I know. Doesn’t mean it’s easy.”

“It sure isn’t, Remy.” The two royals turned their attention to the eldest, Thomas’s father - Logan. His voice was gravely and older, yet somehow still smooth and calming. Wrinkles adorned his soft skin, his deep blue eyes still glimmering with life, curiosity, and wisdom. He shuffled, walking slowly with a wood-carved cane. His hair was completely grey, some even turning white. He coughed suddenly, his older body shaking as he went into a coughing fit. 

Thomas rushed over to his father. “Dad, you really shouldn’t be out of bed, the healer-”

“The healer can tell me off later. I think I’m old enough by now to have the right to walk around my own damn castle, hm?” Logan’s voice was hoarse, and his body clung to the cane as he moved to sit next to Remy. Logan looked to Remy, then to Thomas. “What’s the matter with you two?! You look like it’s someone’s funeral.”

“Farwood got upset with Remy’s indecision, father. They’ve threatened to attack unless Anne and Remy get some more time together.” Thomas solemnly says. He just simply sat, looking down at the folded hands in his lap. “We...we have no choice.”

Logan’s hands rested on the cane, swaying it around. “Farwood’s always been arrogant, it’s their nature. Any wise leader knows the way to deal with a bull is to let it run wild.” Logan’s hand moved to Remy’s shoulder, a calming grounded presence, almost a comfort. “That doesn’t mean it won’t make a mess.” Logan turned to Remy, tucking a stray hair behind his ear. “But the thing about bulls is, that eventually, they’ll run into something they can’t break.”

“Thank you, Grandpa.” Remy says, locking eyes with him after just staring at the marble floor. “It’s nice to see you again. I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too, little mousey.” Logan smiles at his grandson. “Do you have the book?”

“Yes.”

“Good.” Logan said. “Read it, Remy. Our family has been strong in the darkest of times, and I know you can be too. Be strong, Remy.”

“I will, Grandpa.” Logan’s throat went into another coughing fit. He looked extremely pale, almost like his soul, his heart, is the only thing holding him together. Thomas moved quickly, rubbing his back until the coughing stopped. He picked up his father with ease, which only worried Remy more.

His father looked at him. “It’s late, you should get some rest. I’ll see you in the morning, okay?”

“Okay.”

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Remus’s sobs filled the dungeon as he held himself closer, warming himself as a cold winter draft flowed in through the bars. He didn’t want this, he never wanted this. Everything was perfect, everything was so incredibly perfect between them. How could he just… he didn’t - he didn’t mean to do anything wrong. He never meant to hurt anyone. 

How did it get to this?

It started after they quickly eloped, and began their blissful days with passionate kisses and bliss in each other’s arms. Remus would often spend his days on the King’s lap, making him feel good while he worked. The servants and staff eventually got used to the sight, unfazed as they handed the King paperwork or letters. They were so close and so in love their bodies were almost always together, their hearts beating as one. Remus liked the feeling, and got addicted to Benjamin’s breaths close to his ear. 

Remus just got addicted to Benjamin - the way he deepened his kisses, the way his body felt on fire, how he cursed under his breath, his hungry eyes… Remus was addicted to every inch of him, and he wasn’t afraid to admit it. This was love. Remus could feel it deep in his heart - that aching feeling. It was finally his, he was finally in love for the first time.

They learned, over time, that they were more in common than they thought. They both were hungry for power and passion, and often fed off each other's energy. 

Controversy sprang up over the new royal couple once a tattletale servant overheard Remus's comment to Daniel. The people questioned their King's choice - it wasn't just about what he wanted, the kingdom mattered too, and Salkenshire didn't want Remus.

But Benjamin didn't care for revolt, and when the people went too far, punishment put them in their place. They'd learn to respect their new crowned prince.

Of course, there were always disadvantages - when Benjamin’s buddies were over and he served drinks and shots over poker, a few would always cop a feel if they thought they’d get away with it, and when his friends were drunk, they’d always practically throw themselves at him, and he’d always push them toward the door, maybe with a little more force than necessary, but what can he say? It got the job done. 

After a few months of fun, Remus noticed something strange about Benjamin - every Friday, he goes out for late meetings at 8, and returns at 2am. He wasn’t exactly an expert at running a country or attending meetings, but he knew they don’t exactly last that long. Something was going on. When he bothered staying up to see what was going on - he was greeted with a discovery. 

Some pink lipstick stains on his collar, abs, and chest. That paired with a massive hangover only led to one conculsion - he was out seeing other lovers. Others would freak out in this situation, maybe break up or confront them, maybe even get even or get revenge. But, Remus was calm. Ben was out with others for a reason, and if this was how their relationship was going to work, he could do the same. 

Make them want you, Remus. 

After his buddies were drunk he made out with one on the fancy sitting room couch. It was scary how easy it was to get them somewhere private. Benjamin walked in, his eyes bulging wide and his face going beet red. He cursed him out, called him names, and Remus just crossed his arms. “Well you know what? At least I have the decency to own it.”

And, that was it. 

His face going ice cold, he ordered the guards to bring him to the dungeon. He was to be beheaded at sunrise. Remus’s eyes had filled with tears as he sat in his knees, clinging to Benjamin and begging for forgiveness. Apologies flowed out of his mouth like running water, and even as he was dragged through the hallways, they never stopped.

Now, red lipstick smeared, clothes wrinkled and ruffed, Remus just sat in the holding cell and cried.

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Daniel sat on a roof near the castle, his hand wavering near his light sword tight around his back. He pulled up the black mask around his face tighter, looking around and taking in his surroundings. Security was tighter for some reason, but that wouldn’t be a problem for him. He could take down the guards easily, the only obstacle was being spotted. He quickly ran hopped from roof to roof, getting a closer view. 

The stone castle was dimly lit by candlelight, most of it completely consumed in darkness. He recognized the large balcony adorned with those familiar silk curtains he'd seen every morning for what seemed like forever. He sighed painfully at the memory, closing his eyes for a brief moment. His hand reached up to brush the scars adorning his face, the memory burned into the soreness of the scars - 25 years of dopy, stupid happiness.

Daniel quickly retracted his hands. He couldn't get distracted. He looked back to the gigantic balcony.

Well, the balcony was the goal - get in, get out. 

Daniel hopped down from the roof into the dark alleyway, grunting as the force of the ground met his body. Immediately, Daniel was pinned up against the wall, knife to throat, but Daniel wasn't scared. This was routine. 

The dark figure spoke - "The eyes of the enemy…?"

Daniel rolled his eyes. "...are the eyes of royalty." Quickly, he was let down as the masked figure unveiled themselves - Alex. "Al, passcodes are cliche. We really need better security."

"Well when you're in the streets it's the best security you have, J." Alex said, leading the way deeper into the darker alley, and both their eyes quickly adjusted to the darker atmosphere. “How’s it look?”

“Place is crawling with guards, but I know we came here to party.” Daniel smirked at Alex’s grin.

“Hell yeah.”

“As long as we get to the balcony, we’re set.” Daniel said, with a wave of his hand that radiated confidence. Two other figures landed in front of them. 

“No one’s tailed us, thankfully. This is the night, gentlemen - don’t piss your pants and we might pull this off.” The figure closer to Daniel spoke, taking off her mask to reveal ebony hair and intense eyes. The other figure’s eyes sparkled, taking in the night sky and the scene. Violet and Squirt - two other elite members of the rebellion, Violet being the leader. When Alex found Daniel on the street 5 months ago, he’d offered a proposition. The rebellion was planning on assasinating the King for years, but needed some knowledge of the castle - hiding spots, quick exits. Alex saw Daniel in the alley and the thought clicked that no one would be better equipped to help than him. 

Violet didn’t trust him right away - after all, he used to be a royal. But, overtime Daniel proved his loyalty to the rebellion and to his people, and Violet let down her guard. She even apologized to him about the accident, but Daniel wasn’t having it. He told her there was no need to apologize, they clearly didn’t mean to go after him personally, it was obviously some plan to get at Benjamin. 

Violet stepped toward Daniel. “Janus, you have us a way in?”

Janus. Daniel had read about him in a book of gods somewhere - a gatekeeper. He was the Roman god who held the key to the door. One night, it came to him - he wasn’t Daniel anymore. Daniel was the naive fool who fell for Benjamin’s trickery, who failed to save his people. So, he decided he’d be Janus, that he’d open the doors for his people to be free, and he’d finally end Benjamin’s tyranny. 

Daniel was dead. Janus was born.

“Balcony. If we can reach that, that leads straight to his bedroom. We can take care of business and split.” Janus looked at his friends. “No harm is to come to the Prince. We tie him up, jail him and take over. No more blood should be spelt than what’s necessary.”

“Aye aye.” Violet said. “Squirt. You and I will take out the guards below while Alex and Janus sneak in. No matter what happens, this ends tonight.”

“Here here.” Squirt said, taking out his throwing knives. “Al, you ready?”

“Let’s do this.” Alex said, pulling out his dagger. He walked over to Squirt, facing the wall and ready to jump back on the roof. “Two whistles, don’t forget.” Janus just nodded in response as the two jumped up on the roof, off to take out the guards. 

“This is it, Jan.” Violet said, before jumping up onto the roof, Janus following behind her. 

“That it is.” Janus responded.  The two were silent, masks up and weapons ready. They jumped across rooftops with ease, landing only with the tiniest of thuds as to not wake or alert anyone of their presence. Janus learned as a Rebel you had to be really good at slipping into the silence, and into the darkness. It’s your safety and your cover, and without it, you’ll be killed all too quickly. 

Janus tapped Violet and pointed to walls, then to his own daggers. Violet nodded. The sun began to peak over the horizon, as the two made their way toward the balcony. Janus shielded his eyes from the bright rays as they chased away the dark night to morning. The whistles sounded and the two began climbing the wall, pushing their daggers into the stone as they shimmied upwards. A bell tolled in the distance, and the two rebels heard the sounds of teh twon come to life as the day began. They needed to get this done quickly before he woke up. 

This was their one perfect chance, they could NOT mess this up. 

That’s when Janus saw him. Remus, clothes ripped, body dirty, makeup staining his face from crying. Remus was crying. Suddenly, everything else just disappeared. He… he knew that face, that feeling… He’d felt that way for months before he’d just grown numb to it. 

“Hereby on June 25th, Remus is sentenced to beheading by order of the Great King Benjamin for cheating and besmirching of His Grace’s good name…”

Janus’s heart burned with sympathy. Dammit. 

“Janus!” Violet yelled and his attention quickly snapped upwards. “Come on, we have to go-!” Janus knew he had to, he knew it was his duty to the country that he failed to serve and protect from danger, he knew all this and yet his heart made him look down once more. Violet looked at his expression and her eyebrows furrowed. “Jan, whatever you’re thinking, stop it.”

“Vi you need to get up to the balcony, get it done and I’ll meet you there.”

“Janus…?”

“Just get up there, okay? Save the kingdom… I gotta go save an asshole first.”

“Janus…” Violet’s eyes searched Janus’s. “... why, Janus? He’s just as guilty as him.”

Janus sighed. “Maybe he is, I don’t know. But I promised to protect my kingdom, and that includes him.” Janus looked back down. “Just get up there, okay?” With a quick slide of the daggers, Janus dropped to the ground, and up onto a roof. 

Time to save an asshole.

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Remus had laid their head upon the wood, savoring his last moments as the sun warmed his face, closing his eyes so he wouldn’t have to see the glee of the crowd. His charges were listed, and he heard the axe slice through the air. He tried not to be afraid. He breathed in deep as the axe swung down, and-

Nothing. 

Uh, Remus didn’t think this was exactly how beheadings worked. Where was the blinding pain, the thud of his head falling to the ground?

He was grabbed by his bindings and pulled upward, noticing with wide eyes the executioner lying unconscious on the ground, the person behind them holding them by the bindings pointing the axe at the charge reader, raising his hands in surrender.

“Look, it’s one of the rebels!” Someone shouted in the crowd, making them cheer at the scene. Remus didn’t know what the rebels wanted with him, and his mind was scrambled and more importantly, confused. Wind whistled in his ears as he was dragged upward onto a roof, and their captor began to jump from roof to roof, until they quickly dropped down into a dark alley. Remus was thrown down onto the ground harshly, and he winced for some sort of stab, or pain, but with a whistle of the axe, his bindings were cut. He turned around to the Rebel, face to face. 

As he moved to stand, the axe was quickly pointed at his chest, and he decided moving probably wasn’t the best option. “If you’re going to kill me, just do it.” Remus snapped at the Rebel standing over him. “I would have preferred the quick beheading, but I suppose some people would rather kill me themselves.”

The brown eyes scanned Remus, and he swore they looked familiar, but he shook the feeling away. They spoke, muffled through the black mask. “Leave. Go find somewhere to hide before they find you.”

“So you’re… not going to kill me?”

“Think of it as the only mercy you’ll receive in this life. Now move it.” The way they spoke was so familiar, but Remus couldn’t put his finger on it… did he know a Rebel? More importantly, why did the Rebel save him? Remus’s eyes looked at the Rebel, studying them carefully.

“Do I know you?”

“Do you not understand me, Remus?! YOU NEED TO MOVE!” The Rebel yelled, and Remus’s brain clicked. There were only two people who called him by his first name - the attendants were too afraid to address him directly. He slowly stood, looking over the Rebel again, and his eyes widened in shock. 

“Daniel?!”

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“Come on, we need to move!” Janus grabbed Remus’s wrist as he dragged the former royal through roof after roof, hoisting him up vines until they made it to the balcony. Janus heard scuffling inside and put a finger to Remus’s lips. He whispered harshly. “Quiet. He can’t know you’re here. Just stay outside, I’ve got to handle something.” Remus nodded firmly as Janus pulled out his dagger, and slowly entered the dimly lit room.

The scuffling had stopped. Was it over? It had to be. Violet must have killed him. It was so dark he could barely see a thing, but from the sounds, he was sure there was blood on the floor. He quietly whistled, and was suddenly pushed up against a wall. “How many more of you rats are there?!” 

The King. Oh no… Violet…

He kicked him between the legs and pinned him down to the ground, Ready to slit his throat as planned, until Benjamin decked his throat, making his choke on air as he quickly turned the tables. “Every time I think I’ve killed you all, you keep coming back.”

“You know, I think if... ugh… your Kingdom has a rebellion, something’s wrong with the ruler.”

“Oh, really? Well, thanks for your input, but it’s time for you to die now like your feisty friend…”

Janus grabbed Benjamin’s wrist and twisted it as he screamed out in pain, kicking him square in the face, making him go flying as he headed for the balcony. Oh no.. Remus-

Janus rushed through the doors quickly, but the King already had Remus by the hair with a bloodthirstly gleam in his eye, the axe ready to cut. “Not another step.” He looked down at Remus, his hair messed looking slightly unhinged. “You know, Love, I wanted to behead you myself - Holding you at my mercy, seeing the blood drip from your head as you take your final breaths…”

“You… you motherf-”

With a thud, his head plopped to the ground, eyes wide in shock and pain. Blood splattered the floor, and Remus’s body slumped over, a puddle of blood forming around it. Janus stepped back, upset, growing into complete and utter anger. “You… you monster!”

“I’ve never claimed to be anything else.” The King stepped forward, unhinged look in his eye and axe in hand. “Now it’s your turn, rat.”

Janus remembers him screaming, and yelling. He remembers slicing, pain… stinging… blood. The next vivid vision he had was his hands wrapped tightly around the King’s throat, his body pinning his own down, hatred fuleing his blood, and squeezing.

“D-daniel…?!”

 He remembers choking noises, and blood… so much more blood. The next thing he remembered was looking down at the dead King, his hands covered in red. The way his eyes rolled back, the paleness of his dead corpse. 

Crying. He remembers crying, and fear. He couldn’t stop crying, he couldn’t stop…

“What have I done…?!”

A green translucent arm wrapped around Janus’s back in comfort. The green spirit looked down at the corpse in distaste. “You did what you had to do to survive, Daniel. He would have killed you.” Remus tries to tell his friend. “You saved me from him, Daniel. You saved me… you saved the entire Kingdom.” He looked at his unconsoulable friend. “Please don’t cry.”

Remus looked down at his new form. “I don’t know what this is, Daniel, and I don’t think I’ll ever understand why you showed me such kindness when I was… so, so horrible to you. But I promise, for as long as I’m able, I’ll be here for you.” 

Remus’s translucent hand fazed through Daniel’s. “My...my friend…”