#unsympathetic remy

[spooky-sanders-fan]

If You Like Major Angst

https://archiveofourown.org/series/1688932

Me and the amazing @scenecipriano have been working on this a while XD It uses Desmond instead of Janus cause we began this before the reveal - way back in 2020. It’s pretty intense in terms of angst but! Give it a go if you like that stuff?

[glacierruler]

Okay, so there's still a lot I have to set up for this in order for it to happen. But would anyone be interested in doing a collaborative Sanders Sides fic? Like I'd be coming up with the au, but all of you send prompts in. Nothing that necessarily has to involve romantic ships, NSFW, or unsympathetic sides(however the sides can have morally grey actions) would be allowed. I don't know what or if there will be ships, but I think I want that to happen naturally if it does happen at all. And the only related sides would be Remus and Roman, and Remy and Virgil(Remy and Virgil are not related to Remus and Roman, and Remy is not necessarily guaranteed to show up.)

I would be making a side blog for this, simply because of how involved it is. If you send a prompt, you will be credited for it(if you'd like to send one on anon, please give me something to signify it being different than any other anons that might send in prompts), and extra credit will be given to anyone whose prompts make it into the chapter.

All prompts will be put on an index card along with your username or anon signature. Longer prompts will have some words shortened or abbreviated(with to w/ as an example) to fit on the card.

Please don't send in prompts yet, as nothing is set up. I will tag anyone who has said they are interested in a post that has the side blog name, but that won't be until after this poll is done.

Please reblog this to reach as many people as possible. Feel free to send in questions, and please let me know if you'd like to be tagged in the post about the side blog.

[wolfprincesszola]

Echoes of 50 Masterlist

Hello everyone! This is a work that's been in the making for a little over 5 months now! I really hope you guys enjoy this, as it is only one of the amazing fics of this year's Big Bang Event hosted at @tss-storytime! As with every big bang event, there's always an artist and I'm so lucky to have worked with @thebestworstidea. The art she did for my story is absolutely phenomenal, so go check her out! ------------ Summary: Logan Sanders had spent his entire life hearing thoughts from everyone around him: strangers, family, friends, and more. He had learned more about people than he ever wanted to hear, but it became very useful when it came to gaining useful information.

His one goal in life? Find out what the government filled to the brim with powerless people has in store for him and the rest of the population with powers and stop it from happening.

Which was why it was even weirder when he had run into the prettiest man he had ever seen who just so happened to have the answers he might have been searching for. Unfortunately for him and for some frustratingly unknown reason, Patton Morris was immune to his telepathy.

The worst part? This cute guy seemed to be completely opposed against the government just as much as he was. Now it was up to him to decide if Patton was telling the truth and if Logan was to trust him in his crazy plans to try and overthrow the government. ------------

Characters: Logan, Patton, Roman, Remus, Janus, Virgil, Thomas, Emilie, Remy, Unsympathetic!Joan, Unsympathetic!Talyn, Unsympathetic!Orange Side, Unsympathetic!Friends_of_Thomas

Pairings: Logan/Patton (Logicality), Background Roman/Virgil (Prinxiety), Background Remus/Janus (Dukeceit), Hidden Remy/Emilie (Remilie)

Word Count: 55,210

Trigger Warnings: Major Character Death, Medical Trauma, Experimentation, Panic Attacks, Emotional Trauma, Abuse, Manipulation, Neglect

Content Warnings: Food, Swearing, Fighting

Art by @thebestworstidea

Read it at archiveofourown (click the underlined)!

<Prologue>

<Chapter 1>

<Chapter 2>

<Chapter 3>

<Chapter 4>

<Chapter 5>

<Chapter 6>

<Chapter 7>

<Chapter 8>

<Chapter 9>

<Chapter 10>

<Chapter 11>

<Chapter 12>

<Epilogue>

[where-are-the-spooky-gays-2]

NO NO NO do not let the Spooky Gays kiss!

I mean—absolutely, 100% let them kiss, but NOT LIKE AZIRAPHALE AND CROWLEY DID

I do NOT need a Dukexiety version of the Ineffable Divorce SPARE ME FROM THIS PLEASE

however.

if Virgil is Aziraphale would Heaven be the "Light" Sides? Roman as Michael, Logan as Gabriel, and… I guess maybe unsympathetic!Patton as the Metatron? (😭nooo) (someone has to be the Metatron though and also manipulative Patton working "for the greater good" go brrr)

and then I guess Janus as Beelzebub… this is not my greatest casting job ever. like, it works fine, but.

hang on I’m redoing it.

FROM THE TOP!

Aziraphale—Patton (they’re both just doing their best and fucking it up a little bit in ways that will irreversibly affect the plot. also repression twins)

Crowley—Janus (snake theme on point)(oh hey look it’s tragic moceit)

Beelzebub—Remus (slimy)(oh he’d be so funny as Eric though??? kill him over and over and it’s unclear how many of him will keep coming back. pathetic and has eyeliner.)

Gabriel—Virgil (for the purposes of the ship, though Logan would also work pretty well as Gabriel)

Michael—Roman (idk why exactly but this would work)

The Metatron—Dragon Witch or Orange or someone who barely exists as a character, so we can still safely dislike The Metatron

Muriel—Logan in a happier timeline. he would also slay as Anathema but the Good Omens fandom is mostly focused on S2 right now.

Honorary mentions!

Nina—Remy (coffee and toxic relationships)

Maggie—Emile (adsfbjcfygl imagine him having a little shop that’s essentially a Blockbuster instead of a record store. (ignore that I don’t really know what a Blockbuster is. he sells cartoons, is the point.) imagine. him with a cartoon shop and a pathetic crush on Remy.)

Thomas—nonexistent. fuck that guy /j it’s not his fault I don’t know how to cast or write him. he’s great. unless anyone really wants to explain Thomas Sanders discourse to me, I will continue to assume he’s just a human being doing his best. he can be the barkeep in Edinburgh or something if he really wants to be. one of the other angels. part of the Shopkeeper’s Association with his friends. who knows.

In summary, don’t make them be Aziraphale and Crowley. but they would be SO GOOD as Aziraphale and Crowley. paralleling Ineffable Divorce with Accepting Anxiety. Aziraphale leaving Crowley for the greater good vs Virgil leaving Remus for (what I assume to be) mainly his personal good. Crowley/Remus = stupid gay sort-of-evil disasters. Virgil would also be good as Crowley but I would be terminally impressed by any fic author that managed to make Remus as Aziraphale make sense.

-🐢

To be fair Ineffable Husbands are A L O T more Moceit coded than Dukexiety but it makes for a fun dynamic for the Spooky Beloveds like the example you gave XD But I absolutely A D O R E that casting I've seen Ineffable Husbands as Moceit but I've never seen those for the others before!!! (Also making The Dragon Witch or Orange The Metatron is so R E A L)

[tss-storytime-summaries]

19

Expected Rating: Mature

Warnings: Swearing, Major Character Death, Medical Trauma, Experimentation, Panic Attacks, Emotional Trauma, Abuse, Manipulation, Neglect, Fighting

Characters: Logan, Patton, Roman, Remus, Janus, Virgil, Thomas, Emilie, Remy, Unsympathetic!Joan, Unsympathetic!Talyn, Unsympathetic!Orange Side, Unsympathetic!Friends_of_Thomas

Romantic relationships: Logicality, Background Prinxiety, Background Demus, Hidden Remilie

Summary: Logan Sanders had spent his entire life hearing thoughts from everyone around him: strangers, family, friends, and more. He had learned more about people than he ever wanted to hear, but it became very useful when it came to gaining useful information.

His one goal in life? Find out what the government filled to the brim with powerless people has in store for him and the rest of the population with powers and stop it from happening.

Which was why it was even weirder when he had run into the prettiest man he had ever seen who just so happened to have the answers he might have been searching for. Unfortunately for him and for some frustratingly unknown reason, Patton Morris was immune to his telepathy.

The worst part? This cute guy seemed to be completely opposed against the government just as much as he was. Now it was up to him to decide if Patton was telling the truth and if Logan was to trust him in his crazy plans to try and overthrow the government.

[yourchemicallyimbalancedromance]

Burned Bridges

Summary: Virgil runs into a wasted Janus at a party that his best friend, Roman, is throwing on Halloween night. A locked door forces them to confront their heavy past.

Ships: past analogical, present prinxiety

CW/TW: Alcohol, smoking, homophobia and bullying, Human!Virgil, Human!Remus (mentioned), Human!Roman, Human!Remy (mentioned), Human!Janus, Human!Logan (mentioned), unsympathetic Virgil, unsympathetic Janus, sympathetic Roman

It was October 31st and instead of binge watching horror movies by himself in the dark of his room, Virgil found himself standing in the corner of his childhood bestfriends house, early 2000’s pop music blasting in the background. He hadn’t dressed up and hundreds of people were bobbing up and down in a sea of red plastic cups, costumes, and glow stick bracelets, screaming the lyrics that came out of the speakers Roman had bought. He’d forced Virgil to go with him to buy them after begging him to come to the party because, in his words, “you never get out of the house, it’ll be fun! Especially if you meet a cute guy”

Virgil laughed after he said this, only responded with “yeah, whatever you say, Roman.”

Tequila suffocated anything that represented a pleasant smell out of the room. He was holding a drink himself, taking sips of it occasionally; not because it tasted good—at all—but because he had a hunch he wouldn’t want to remember the events of tonight.

His throat burned. He knew he wasn’t supposed to sip Tequila, normally he chugged it, but he liked the distraction of the pain and the warmth that filled him after every taste.

He desperately looked around for a familiar face. Last he saw Roman was when the party had started four hours earlier. It was now 2 AM and he had done nothing but drink, take shots with Remus and a few of his friends, be forced to dance by Remy, and stand in the corner waiting for it all to be over.

He chugged the rest of his drink and stood there for a moment, sinking in the environment around him, ultimately deciding to hide in the bathroom until the party was over. He took a few shaky steps into the crowd of people, shoving past drunks and the occasional stoner. He never really understood why Roman hung out with these kind of people, he honestly doubted that he knew most of the people in his house anyway.

He found his way to the bathroom and shoved it open, quickly closing and locking it, sitting on the cold tile floor.

In his rush, he hadn’t noticed Janus, wearing a Harry Potter costume, who was also sitting on the floor.

“Fuck, Sorry I didn’t know you were—“

Janus cuts him off “Vrrrrrrgggllll” he laughs, the name on his tongue slurring together.

“Look I didn’t know you were in here, I’ll just leave.” He states bluntly, getting up to open the door, wishing he still had his drink, he really didn’t want to remember this. He tried to force down his unresolved anger but it came out sharp in his voice.

“Vir-gil,” Janus hiccups “can I tell youuuu a secret?”

Virgil tries to unlock the door but it’s jammed, no matter how hard he pulls or twists the knob, it won’t budge. He sinks back down to the floor, annoyed. “Whatever Janus, sure” he says

“I think you’re still angry at me” he blurts out, giggling a bit, eyes drooping.

“Yeah, I am. You fucked me over, really bad. Who wouldn’t be.” he spits. He had his knees to his chest, his back to the door, trying to stay as far away from Janus as he could.

Janus struggled to stand up, grabbing onto the shower curtain and slipping, falling back down, pulling the curtain and rod down with him. Janus just giggled. “Oops.” was all he said.

Virgil rolled his eyes. “Fucking hell, Janus. Can you stop being a nuisance for two minutes?” He screams.

Janus looks at him for a moment before registering what he said, mumbling a “sorry”

With anyone else, Virgil would’ve felt sorry for yelling, but Janus was the exception. He deserved it, worse than that even.

“You ruined the one good thing I had and you expect me to feel fucking sorry for you?” He snaps.

“I-“ Janus hiccups “I didn’t mean to” the light and carelessness in his eyes from earlier, gone. Now replaced with only a hint of it behind dull pupils.

“Yeah?, well you did. You think ganging up on me and Logan didn’t fucking ruin our relationship? You think the constant harassment inside and outside of Uni wasn’t fucking enough for me to have atleast a little bit of anger towards you?” he was practically screeching but he didn’t care, the music would cover it anyway.

Janus was staring at him, almost emotionless apart from the look in his eyes, which were starting to water.

Virgil got up to try the door again when Roman suddenly opened it, looking from Virgil to Janus and then Virgil again. He gave him a “what the actual hell is going on????” look and Virgil just shook his head, shoved past Roman and into the crowd.

Roman stared at Janus for a minute, taking notice of the curtain and curtain rod astray on the floor. He didn’t say anything, just closed the door and ran after Virgil.

———————————————————————

After a few minutes of searching inside, he found Virgil in his front yard, sitting on the stairs, smoking a cigarette.

He sat down next to him and a thick silence hung between them. Virgil blew out smoke into the cold air before clearing his throat. “He was acting like we were best friends again, can you believe it?” He laughed in exasperation.

Roman could believe it, Janus had always been an asshole in College and even before that, that was kinda his thing, which was why he was surprised when Virgil had suddenly decided to become friends with him one day.

“He’s so funny dude, like literally one of the best people I’ve ever met” he had said

Roman had just smiled and laughed in return, knowing how awful he was to his other friends.

Roman didn’t say anything this time either, just shook his head.

“I hate him so much, Ro. He’s awful. He ruined everything. Logan hasn’t spoken to me in almost a year because of the shit he pulled before we graduated.”

Roman sighed, “I know, Virg…but he’s not necessarily known for being a good person, I thought you knew that” he says softly.

Virgil took a drag of his cigarette and breathed out, “obviously not.” He said a little annoyed.

Immediately he regretted it. “Sorry” he said, tapping his cigarette and letting the ashes fall.

Roman gave him a reassuring smile, “it’s okay”

Virgil put his cigarette on the concrete step they were sat on, getting rid of its light and throwing the butt into the grass. He put his head in his hands. “Life’s rough, man. I don’t even miss him anymore I’m just upset because he made me really, really happy. Sometimes…I feel like it’s my fault? for introducing him to Janus.”

“It’s not your fault at all. It’s his. Honestly? I don’t even know why he’s here. I didn’t invite him, someone else probably did.“ Roman says the last part sheepishly, a little ashamed that he let Janus in his house with his best friend that he hurt irreversibly.

Virgil turns to Roman, staring at him longingly in the eyes. They were beautiful. Hazel with green specks around the edges. Maybe it was the tequila, or his exhaustion, or his desperation to feel loved by someone, but he slowly moved a hand to Romans face.

“Can I?” He whispered

Roman looked at him for a moment, weighing his options. He did like Virgil, but what if he was doing this in a drunken haze? What if he was just using him to get over Logan? He didn’t believe he was truly over their relationship just yet.

Despite these fears, Roman shook his head and their lips locked. He let himself melt into it, let himself enjoy the moment. He tasted of alcohol, honey lavender tea, and Marlboro Reds.

After a moment, Virgil pulled away; A look of blissful happiness on his face.

Roman was still holding onto the moment, staring through Virgil.

He looked at him, worried. “oh god I’m so sorry did you not want—“

Roman interrupted him, “No! no I did..I really, really did.” He smiled, genuinely.

Virgil returned it, “That’s good.”

Roman paused for a second “so…does this mean we’re dating?..” he asked “cause you’re drunk and I just don’t want-“

Virgil took Romans hands in his. “I’m just a little tipsy, Honey, but I know what I want, and what I want is this.” he says gently.

“Okay.” Roman responds, hopeful.

“I’m gonna head home, alright? Text me, I’ll respond as soon as I can” Virgil says

“I will, love” he says. The nickname feels odd leaving his lips, especially being used on someone who’s been his friend for 22 years, but he says it anyway.

Virgil gets in his car and pauses.

Romans phone dings after a minute or two and he takes it out of his pocket, reading the message before watching Virgil’s car leave his driveway.

Virgil<3: “I promise I want this, and I want you. Some tequila and a little heartbreak doesn’t change that. 💜”

Roman smiles, puts his phone back in his pocket, and goes back inside.

[in-the-dark-collabfic]

General rules for submitting prompts:

1. No prompts that require romantic ships.

2. Nothing NSFW, I'm hoping to keep the rating of this fic as teen

3. No unsympathetic sides. They are allowed to have morally grey actions, but do not make them unsympathetic.

4. You can be as vague or specific as you like, however prompts need to fit on 1 index card along with your username.

5. If you submit a prompt on anon please give me something to specify that it's your specific anon and not someone else's.

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6. No major character deaths, including Remy and Emile.

7. You can submit up to 5 prompts a month(please do not try to get around this, the limit is here so that more people have a chance to submit prompts and see their ideas in the story)

I might add more rules as needed. But these are all for now.

Please read everything on the Pinned Post before submitting prompts!

Thank you for submitting prompts! Everyone who has submitted a prompt will be credited in helping to make this story. If your prompt gets picked to be in a chapter you will receive extra credit. All chapters will have at least one prompt.

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[twofacedbelief]

ongoing fics

Faith and trust and pixie dust

Teen and up, not using archive warnings Second person POV + POV alternating Relationships will change (currently only platonic) Angst, unsympathetic sides (not Janus or Remus) Disordered eating, self-harm, non-graphic violence Traumatised, mentally unstable, and brother-obsessed Remus In the beginning, there was Emotions, Curiosity, Creativity, Caution, and Belief. Then things change. And Belief changes the most. A story about growing up, growing apart, finding yourself, and rebuilding broken relationships. (the belief!Dee au) Last updated: 2022-06-15 Next expected update: Beginning of 2024 Companion fic: Between the acts Extra scenes, optional to read

Photophobia

Mature, no archive warnings apply Second person POV (Janus), third person POV (Remy) Janus/Remy Captivity, temporary amnesia, references to childhood trauma Dehumanization, master/pet Masturbation The term photophobia is a misnomer and not quite accurate. It comes from two Greek words: photo- “light” and phobia “fear or dread of”—hence, “fear of light.” It is defined as an “abnormal sensitivity to light, especially of the eyes”. There can still be fear due to the light if the room is bright enough. Marked as complete, due to being written for Promptober, more chapters expected

Current project: finishing Promptober (written 13 of 31 prompts, intend to get all of them before the year ends)

Next project: Wrap up prologue of rewritten version of bnha fic (hopefully before the year ends, realistically beginning of next year)

[impatentpending]

Hear me out... Roceit beauty and the beast

What a shame, they cluck over Janus.  He was so handsome.

And he was, for a time, at least.  Janus Épine, the most handsome man in the village.

A liar, sure, and a thief, not that anyone could ever pin their missing coins on him.  Even if his stunning looks couldn’t have gotten him out of trouble, that silver tongue could, crooning sweet reassurances and accidentally! oh, I’m so sorry, mon cheri prodding at weaknesses.

He never was caught for anything.  After a while, they stopped accusing him.  Everyone knew he was doing... favors, for the constables, no matter how much he protested, voice unusually rough and face enflamed.  It was just his nature.

What a shame, they mourn over Janus.  He was so happy. 

And he was, sometimes, at least – when he was buried in another book, of dashing rogues and high-stakes adventure, and the sort of love that didn’t exist, expect for between aged-yellow pages.  Not in this tiny village, where girls put their hands on his arms possessively, and men watched him far too closely when he walked away, hands clenched but head held high.

It was a fleeting sort of happiness, when he took from them – coins and gold and silver.  Payment, he thought.  Payment for each voice that jeered after him, asking about the dowry, payment for each step that took them too close, payment for gazes that took in his dark skin and golden eyes and purred words like exotic, like he was to be just another pet in a rich man’s menagerie. 

What a shame, they shake their heads.  He was too greedy.

And that is the way they like to tell it, in the village Janus once lived.  How the most handsome man in their village, lovable scoundrel that he was, charmed each and every person in his path out of their senses and money, then moved onto the next one, tossing his old lovers away like used tissue.  They like to talk about how he ran out.  About how he tossed his head and rode off on a fine steed into the woods, in search of more hearts to break, only to come across an enchanted castle.  Only to become a prisoner.

If you asked him, which no one bothered to do, he was running into the woods, thorns whipping at his skin and rain matting his hair.  The village’s most beloved son was darkening Janus’ door again.  Remy didn’t like being told no.

He collapsed in front of a fire that lit itself and asked, quietly, for sanctuary.

What a shame, they mutter, he was understood.

The prince of the castle is a large, furred beast, with great gleaming horns and claws the length of Janus’ fingers.  When he sees Janus for the first time, he’s so startled he trips over his cape and goes tumbling down a flight of stairs.

He sulks in his room for a day after that, mourning his one chance in almost three decades to make a dramatic entrance.

Janus finds him at what was once a piano, scuffed and gouged with marks.  The beast is hunched over it, claws slowly and painfully tapping out a melody he half-recognizes.

I used to play, the beast says.  I miss music.

Cautiously, Janus sits on the bench next to him.  The beast takes up over half of it, but the castle is cold, and his fur is soft and warm.  Well then, he says.  I suppose you’ll have to teach me.

After months of tutelage, Roman watches, something like reverence in his eyes, as Janus plucks melodies out of the air, hangs them there, shimmering, and he begins to sing.

What a shame, they berate, he was trusted.

The beast shows him the enchanted rose almost half a year in.  There’s no preamble, no show, just a quiet request for Janus to stop as the human is reading aloud one of the scripts Roman is so fond of.

It’s a beautiful thing, red as blood, with thirty something petals scattered around the base.  Janus watches as another delicately falls.

I was an arrogant child, Roman says.

I can’t imagine, Janus drawls, and the beast laughs his strange growling joy.

I insulted a passing witch.  I refused her plea for sanctuary, because her appearance frightened me, and I...

His voice grows thick, and Janus leans into his side.

What happens, Janus asks, when the curse is broken?

Freedom, she told me, Roman recounts.  Freedom.

What a shame, they huff, he was treasured.

Do you not think, Janus asks, once, curled into the warmth of his beast’s side, that I am beautiful?

The beast laughs, and touches his face with one gentle claw.

In face of your clever tongue and biting wit and silver voice, Roman says, what need have I for beauty?

Janus expects him to say it, in times like this.  Waits with baited breath for that confirmation that this fantasy growing like so many roses in his mind is shared, but it never comes.

Roman knows that a beast doesn’t deserve a love like Janus.

What a shame, they grouse, he was wanted.

The hunting dog finds Janus tending to his garden – squash and celery for soup, roses to braid into fur and hair – and its owner is not far behind.

Janus?  Remy strides forward, squeezing through the gates.  Where have you been?

Roman, Janus calls, voice hoarse and desperate, Beast!

Roman roars out of the mansion, teeth long and claws bared.  Remy runs.

The dog stays, and Janus names her Tige.

Roman laughs and congratulates himself on his beastly performance.  Janus rolls his eyes fondly, smile wry, and can’t help but giggle over Remy’s expression.

You were magnificent, he says, indulgently, absolutely beastly.

Too magnificent, as it turns out.  Too beastly.

When the rosy-fingered sunset loses its grip on the sky the next day, a small armada, with torches and pitchforks and knives, breaks down their front door.

They are screaming, mouths flecked with spittle, about a beast who stole away the most handsome man in their village, who took what was theirs.

Run, Janus begs him, Roman, please, hide.

But the beast stands firm.  I won’t let them take you.

Roman manages to hold them off with claws and teeth and roars, until Remy slips behind him silently and slides a knife between his ribs.

Janus screams, and Remy takes him into his arms.

Shh, shh it’s alright.  He can’t have you any more.

Janus claws away from the other man and staggers to Roman’s side, dropping to his knees.  The beast’s breaths come shallowly.

Don’t cry, mon coeur, Roman rasps, gentle claw rising to his face, I love you too much to see you cry.

What a shame, they bemoan, he was loved.

Janus kisses his beast.

What a shame, they sob, he was human.

Janus staggers back as a wave of brilliant magic engulfs them.  He makes to cry out for Roman, but stops as something his body shifts.

Scales slither over half his face.  His nails elongate, teeth sharpen.  His legs thicken and coil into a tail.

Behind him, the villagers cry out in fear.

What’s happening!?  Roman cries, rushing to hold him.  His fur hasn’t disappeared, but his hands soften, fingers nimble, and the skin of his face is bare.  His wound is gone.

But Janus laughs, and marvels at his new talons.

No one who saw him would dare call him beautiful.

You said it yourself, he smiles, sharp.  Freedom.

What a shame, they shudder, he was a monster.

He killed at least thirty men, the way they tell it, driven mad by captivity and twisted to the wicked bidding of his beastly lord.  He was a force of nature, a lightning strike with venomous teeth and ripping, clawing talons.

In reality, of the twenty men that attacked Janus’ home, the worst injury suffered was a broken ankle from tripping over his tail, but Janus has never minded the lies that benefit him.

Remy has five pin-point scars on his cheeks, now, from when Janus took him by the jaw and showed him just how helpless someone could feel.  He’s quieter, since then, taciturn.  As time goes on, he finds he minds it less.

They never see Janus, or the beast he has become again.

What a shame, the villagers sigh.  What a shame.

What a shame, Janus says, warm with amusement as he curls up with his husband.  They don’t know a happy ending when they see one.

[cyberramble]

Yandere AU | MoReMile

(Patton; xe/it | Remy; he/null | Emile; she/they/fluff/he)

Patton and Emile are poly yanderes, they are both in love with Remy and each other as well. They adore each other and go out on "missions" with each other. If they had to get rid of Remy's friends, it would take a while because Remy is quite the popular trait.

Remy has experienced both Patton and Emile flirting with null and likes them back, he quite often messages Remus about the two, pining. One day Remus tells Remy that null should just tell them already, in their favourite spot to hang out, the woods. Patton offered to drive the three there.

Remy asks the two to hang out, they gladly accept. When they get there Remy starts trying to confess but he keeps getting nervous and stumbling over nulls words, the trait accidently talks about Remus having a hand in it and Emile and Patt misinterpret it so it sounded like Remy was going to tell them Remus and him were dating

Before Remy knew it, null had an extreme pain in the back of his head and in the trunk of a car. The sleep trait never knew the two were yandere but after all the "dramatics" (the two confessing their love to Remy when null was tied up in a basement) he just didn't care.

[scenecipriano]

ITS FINALLY DONE!

really loved working on this with you darling @feminine-femme !

[unsympathetic-october-2020]

Welcome to Unsymptober 2020!

I am Mod Rose and I will be running this for y’all!

What is this?

Unsymptober is for unsympathetic sides of the tss fandom! You get one prompt a day, and it is your job to incorporate this prompt into something of your choice like a fic, artwork, or an edit. It’s kind of like inktober

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Prompts

[img id: a calendar of October 2020, with a dark blue background. The title is Unsymptober 2020 in a grey text, and there is white text on every day, each containing one prompt /end id]

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Unsympathetic Patton

 Kneel

Choices

Unsympathetic Virgil 

Vanish

Mind Control

Unsympathetic Roman

Wrathful

Split

 Unsympathetic Logan

 Weak

 Ambush

Fade

 Unsympathetic Janus

 Monster

 Drowning

 Unsympathetic Remus

 Decapitated 

 Breathless 

Nightmares

 Unsympathetic Remy

 Revenge

Tears

 Unsympathetic Emile 

 Noose

 Brainwashed

Betrayed

 Unsympathetic Character Thomas

Reunited

Acceptance

Goodbye

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[tss-storytime-summaries]

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Expected Rating: Mature

Warnings: Abuse (physical and psychological), minor animal abuse, controlling/manipulative parents, past malnourishment/talk about starvation, past major character death, past parental death, nightmares. Violence/murder (non-graphic). Unsympathetic OC characters, alcohol, More may be added.

Characters: Roman, Virgil, Janus, Logan, Remus, Thomas, (brief/mentioned: Nico, Remy, Emile) and a multitude of OCs.

Romantic relationships: Roman/Virgil, background queerplatonic Janus/Logan, background Thomas/Nico.

Summary: Roman, Prince of Solaris, and now heir to the throne after the tragic death of his older twin was perfect as can be. He stood up straight, he did as his mother - The Queen - commanded and he said everything they wanted to hear. Roman was not suffering, because Princes do not suffer. At least not in the eyes of their kingdom.

The kingdom believed Roman was a perfect copy of his mother. The cruel Queen who ruled the kingdom with an iron fist, What they didn’t know was that the Queen ruled over her son with the same harshness, leading him to be misled, lied to, sheltered. Keeping him locked in the palace like a prisoner, never allowing to see their kingdom in its poor state. He thought they were happy. The people weren’t happy.

A revolution brews in the back alleys and streets while Roman remains unaware, a new recruit joins their force as Roman’s personal royal guard and despite their poor first impressions he warms up to Virgil quickly, and despite taking a little longer, Virgil seems to like him too - but when everything falls apart and the palace is seized by the people, what was Roman supposed to do with the fact that he was in love with a traitor?

[imma-potatoo]

I just finished watching Carrie for the first time... So.

Sanders Sides Carrie AU that I'm probably going to do nothing with

Carrie White: Janus

I know people are going to disagree with me here. But Janus is constantly mocked for things out of his control, he's constantly compared to the other sides, and pushed to his limit

So Janus is Carrie

Margaret White(Carrie's mom): Patton

Do I really have to explain this one? Religion everywhere, viewing Janus and Remus as evil, and heavy guilt tripping? Carrie's mom is Patton.

Chris: Roman

Very full of himself. Also very spiteful and sabotaging

Billy Nolan: Remy

This one is mainly vibes, but Remy is really pushy. He tends to push others (Thomas) to their limits too

Sue Snell: Logan

Used to go along with Roman, but he feels a lot of sympathy for the dark sides, and tries to get the others to not view them as evil or wrong. So I think that

Tommy Ross: Remus

Complete himbo. He's super sweet and thoughtful when you get to know him, but also tends to push people away

Miss.Desjardin (the gym teacher): Virgil

This one is mainly vibes too, but Virgil is extremely caring to the other sides when he wants to. And really supportive when it comes to it

[smallsecrets-sanderssidesau]

Part four

TW/CW: implied kidnapping (actual kidnapping tbh), yelling, verbally fighting, mentions of past relationships, breakups that ended wrong, interrogating someone, unsympathetic Patton, slightly unsympathetic Remy/sleep

After playing battleship, which Roman and Virgil won, they moved on to different games during the afternoon, Patton cooked dinner after they were done, he also backed some cookies and let the others decorate them while he finished packing.

“Are you sure you’re feeling okay?” Virgil asked Dee once more, he had been asking the same thing over and over since he joined them on the board games.

Dee was placing some sprinkles on the cookies “I am Virge, I’ve been since you started asking”

Virgil sighed “I know... I’m just making sure, the jar is not... that nice to be in...”

“Yeah...thanks, but really, I’m fine” he gave Virgil a small smile “I’m out of there now, and that’s what matters”

“Just try not to get yourself in there again, that’s the hard part” commented Roman who was eating the icing.

Virgil looked at him “You will go in there if you keep eating that much sugar, you could start to yell at Pat again”

Roman shook his head “I won’t, and Patton gave us a small bowl of icing, he knows how I get with sugar”

“It’s a small bowl for him” Virgil smacked Roman’s hand that was reaching again for more

“Hey” Roman turned to look at him “okay, okay, I’ll stop”, he sat down next to him “I’m allowed to eat a cookie tho”

Dorian chuckled looking as they continued arguing, they really were used to it by now, he both hoped and feared for the day he would be too.

“Are you guys done?” Patton asked as he went back to the kitchen “aww, those look great!” He took one cookie, careful to not startle any of his boyfriends, and bit it “mmm, we did a great job with these” he took small pieces of that same cookie and placed them down “we can finish the rest after dinner” Each shrunken guy grabbed a piece of the cookie and ate it, Patton left his hand down for them to climb once they finished.

But before anyone could move, someone knocked the apartment’s door, Patton hummed, he wasn’t expecting anyone today, specially since they were moving tomorrow “I’ll go see who it is, I’ll be back in a sec” he said to the others and got out of the kitchen, making dure to close the door and place a towel under it before opening the main door “Yes?” He asked, his smile dropping a bit as he saw who it was.

“Patton Heart, my name is Remy Black, private investigator” They said taking their sunglasses off

“I know who you are Remy” Patton faked a smile “No need to be so formal, what can I help you with?”

Remy sighed “I’m just following the protocol Patton, and I’m here for business, don’t get the wrong idea” they searched on their jacked pocket and got a picture out of it “I’ve been contacted to investigate the disappearing of Roman Prince, and I was informed you used to date, I just came to ask you some questions” they handed the picture to Patton, it was a pic of Roman.

Patton took it “we used to yes, but I haven’t known anything about him for a long time” he lied.

“This will be quick then, can I come in so we can talk?”

“No need” Patton closed the door behind him “it’s a mess in there and you said it, this will be quick”

Remy raised an eyebrow “Alright then” he got a notebook and a pen out of their pockets “When was the last time you saw him?”

Patton hummed as he faked to think “about... three or four years ago”

“You were going to run away together, what happened?”

“Right, that, well, we went back to my apartment and had something to eat, but then he said he had forgotten some stuff at the theatre and was going to go back and get them, I told him he could go on our way to the new house but he refused and went alone, I waited a couple of hours for him to come back but he... he never did, he didn’t answer to my calls or my texts and I never saw him again” Patton faked being hurt as he told his fake story, something he had already prepared jus in case.

Remy wrote on his notebook “we have a witness who saw your car getting out of the building three hours or so after you two got in, why didn’t you wait longer for him?”

Clever, Patton knew Remy was a great detective, but he had everything prepared because of this “we had plans, we had to arrive to the new house at a certain day and everything was already prepared, I didn’t want to risk te landlord cancelling the deal, he knew our route, he knew where to find me and I told him to meet me there, I kept calling at every stop, still nothing, I stayed a year on that apparent and he never appeared”

“That’s the other issue, you’ve been moving quite a lot since then, why?”

Patton smirked “Remy, if I didn’t know you any better I would say you’re blaming me for Roman’s disappearance”

Remy mocked a smirk back “Well, I have my reasons to believe it, so I will until you prove me wrong, you’ve been in four different houses, in four different countries in the past three and a half years, why?”

“Because I like change, I haven’t really found my propose in this life or something, I just decide to change atmosphere from time to time, it’s not like I don’t have the money to do it”

Remy huffed “was that a threat? Because I won’t stop just because you pay me, and I’m not afraid of what you could do Pat”

Patton chuckled “see how you’re just blind aiming at me? I never said it was, I’m just answering your questions, it’s not my fault that you’re still a judgmental person”

“Once again, I’m not here to open a wound”

“Right, because you had to choose a case I was involved on, which is just because I’m Roman’s ex boyfriend, what? You wanted to know what horrible things I would have done to you if you didn’t ditch me?”

Remy blinked “Come again? You ditched me”

Patton shook his head “Remy, Remy, Remy, that much mystery is affecting your memory, please remind me, who rejected who or their preferences? Because I’m certain it wasn’t me, and you seem very personally offended for being here for ‘business’” he made quoting marks with his fingers.

“And you seem very defensive for someone who’s ‘innocent’” Remy mocked him and this the same sign.

“Lets just” Patton sighed “get this over with so you can go, any more questions?”

Remy rolled their eyes “yeah, why won’t you let me in?”

“I’m in the middle of moving out and there’s a mess in there, I was also cooking and the kitchen is very dirty, it’s not like I’m hiding something”

They sighed “Fine, I’ll believe you, for now, but I just drove way too many hours to get here, so expect another visit from me very soon”

“Gladly” Patton faked a smile and opened the door of his apartment “but once again, I’m not going to be here that much longer” he went inside and turned to look at them “goodnight Rem, I hope you find Roman” he said before closing the door.

Remy wanted to kick that door down and register Patton’s place, but they knew they couldn’t do it without an order, this was going to be harder than they thought, they walked out of the building and into their car as they considered getting Patton out of his suspects list.