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Remus in a paris green animal onesie roman picked our like " :{("

If remus and roman really share a room then there's NO way roman lets remus sleep in the buff let's be real

like roman practically wrestles a onesie on remus or smth cuz "idc you're NOT sleeping in the buff"

Nothing's stopping Ree from taking if off when Ro's asleep (That is unless they're sharing beds too because if so Ro's ass is N O T sleeping until Ree actually does while wearing the onesie)

Orange and patton headcanons

Patton is more muscular and Orange is bony

Patton's the protective one, Orange doesn't give a shi-

Patton hugs orange and orange yells at him but secretly kind of likes it

Orange owns Ushanka hats and Patton just wears baseball caps

Patton=loves cats

Orange=dogs

Patton doesn't know that much about his brothers interests

Since orange is pretty bon Patton tries to get Orange to eat more

I feel like if Remus isn't actually into doing the horny stuff the others would find out if someone made a sexual move on Remus and he just uncontrollably retreats from a kiss or something and groans while still trying to keep up the horny ness lol

Or Remus just buffers when someone flirts like "I-i-i-i-i you umm uhhh ERRRR"

Diversity win your Intrusive Thot/Taboo Creativity is Ace /joking

The evil roman au from before:

???: You're brother's so hot..

Remus:Ok? Your loss ig.

???:Your brother is cute-

*Roman starts strangling them*

Roman:WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU I'LL FUCKING MURDER YOU-

Ah yes well done Ro you're really showing your support XD

My interpretation of dukexiety: I feel like remus fell first and definitely annoyed virgil more by staying in his room uninvited and giving him weird things. Virgil would definitely tell him to leave but would stop once it became a habit and would just chill. Then virgil catches feelings too but tries to get rid of them because he doesn't think Remus would feel the same or would just brush off, dismiss or ridicule his feelings cuz Remus is...Remus.

When they got together they're def like that one couple that constantly flirt and call each other pet names. However, i think Virgil treats remus normally and just calls him by his name or "dukey". Remus has a whole ass book for things he calls Virgil.

Remus is definitely clingy asf and gets jealous pretty easily, if virgil says hes hanging out with somebody remus starts acting really needy and asks for attention, or he just pouts angrily. Virgil doesn't give af tho, i think virgil is pretty chill and would'nt get jealous. But if he did he'd probably get anxious that he'd be a bad bf if he is jealous or Remus wouldn't care. So he would just shove it down.

Remus used to sleep under virgil's be a lot when crushing on Vee and still does. But sometimes when he feels insanely clingy he climbs inside unannounced and wraps himself around vee. And Vee is just startled but fine with it.

Virgil blushes with Remus easily

Remus has pica and Vee helps him

Remus carries virgil around a lot, and sometimes randomly does it. At first virgil would freak out but now he's kinda relaxed

Virgil feels oddly safe with Remus cuz "Nothing can hurt me and if tehy try Remus would do something waaay more disturbing"

S O B B I N G I absolutely fucking A D O R E all of this!!!

I always have that one character that to me is just "if anyone in the canon story hates them ill go apeshit"

And to me it's virgil

This is sort of why i prefer janus hating orange more than vee tbh

V A L I D but to be fair Jan doesn't really show any hatred towards Vee (It's a little more the other way around and Jan's just a lil shit about their history together) But the Sassy Snake and Citrus man hating each other is always a fun concept

Sometimes when orange and janus fight it can get violent (Janus's pink scare on his eye) so everybody gets in between while those two are yelling and scratching each other.

And even if one of them eels bad they'll never admit it.

Okay but I'm cackling at the thought of Jan and Orange about to lunge at each other while the rest of the Sides quickly form a long 5 person line in the middle of the living room so they don't get to each other XD

tbh i can kinda see why orange might not be Pattpn's brother simply because thomas already did the brothers thing with roman and remus lol

but still want them to be related

One can dream and those dreams can be a reality with the power of fanfiction XD /light hearted

Imagine if there Mr fuzzy could turn into a humanoid version of himself. Like he looks like a grey elf or smth but is up to Virgil’s neck lol. He is actually pretty friendly. He’s pretty attached to Virgil and likes him waaaay better than Remus and the others. Mr fuzzy doesn’t like being dropped so Virgil gives him lots of company and tells him when he’s coming back and always does.

Mr fuzzy connects to Remus on a personal level so yeah uh that.

Mr fuzzy thinks Virgil can do better than Remus and talks smack about Remus cuz he’s silly like that

Damn not even Ree's own son loves him but I find the fact that he's very close to Vee to the point where he can probably get away with a lot of things very fucking hilarious XD

I think in the family orange is the grouchy neighbour that everyone treats like a sort of the family and loved even though he hates them 💀

Just

Orange: *basically telling the Sides to get off of him* Get the fuck off my lawn!

The Sides: No <3

I’m now doing writing requests! I’ll do any prompt you’ll suggest! But there are some rules

What I WILL do 🥳😆🥳

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Ships

Poly ships

Sfw

Tickling

Angst

Fluff

Suggestive stuff (I have no idea how to write NSFW 💀)

Yandere

Platonic yanderes

One sides crushes

Orange angst

Orange x any side (not Patton for personal reasons!! lol)

(You guys can decide orange’s personality)

You guys can make up the ship you request having ANY dynamic!

Oc’s! (As long as you give me a basis of personalities lol!)

What I WONT do 😡😤😖

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Pro ships

Dark ships

Abusive relationships

Incest

Pedophilia

Agere (not because I’m against it it’s because I don’t know much about it and don’t want to do it wrong and maybe offend people!)

Remr0m (the closest I’ll ever do would be platonic yandere or fluff or protective sibling)

Orange x Patton (this is due to a theory of mine that they’re related! No hate to people who ship them this is just because of a theory I’m really adamant about lol)

Fandoms: Sanders sides,South Park, tcoaal, pj masks, tmnt 2012, eddsworld, osomatsu san, danganronpa, Fnaf, pokemon, Saiki k, OMORI, Smurfs 2021 (specifically!!)

Warning: I’ll accept any sort of angst but you’ll have to tell me what kind etc: bullying, abuse… so I can leave warning for readers!

Reblog would be a MASSIVE help!

Yandere simulator au of sanders sides but instead of it being about Romance it’s about Roman trying all he can to kill Remus for some reason.

I WAS RE WRITING NY FANFIC AND I LOST IT GRRR

Do you ever think that since Remus and Roman have such a strained relationship, Remus annoys and bugs him a lot since he’s basically trying to be intrusive? But if they had a good relationship or Roman liked him, he would avoid or not be around Roman as much cuz he isn’t unwanted?

It’s not my bday

today is not my birthday

CHEF’S KISS MWAH MWHA

Don't Drop Mr. Fuzzy

Word Count: 2405 (Ao3)

Characters: Virgil, Remus, Mr. Fuzzy

Warnings: Intrusive thoughts, fear of abandonment, death mention, violence mention, s/h mention, post-break up reconciliation

After the gift exchange, Virgil couldn't stop thinking about Remus, about the slip in his bubbly facade. So naturally he went running to the Duke, and not a moment too soon. Remus needed some affection.

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The gift exchange wasn't as much of a disaster as he thought. Sure he had a hiccup with his giftee doubting him, but Roman bitch slapped Janus. Patton was thrilled with his gift, but then there was his own present. 

Virgil sat on his bed and stared at Mr. Fuzzy. He could admit it was cute, for something Remus made, and if he had no idea what it was made of he could be grateful for it. In private. Who really kept gifts from their ex?

“Maybe if I sanitize you, you won't be as gross,” Virgil said and turned it in his covered hands. He had yet to set it down, partly because he didn't want to contaminate his room, and partly because he felt guilty for dropping it after Remus' little outburst. 

“Mr. Fuzzy doesn't like being dropped!” 

The way Remus said that punched him in the amygdala. The layered voice, that rigid posture, those wide eyes—to an outsider it was uncanny, unsettling, but not to those who knew him. Virgil knew him all too well.

“Alright,” Virgil sighed and got up, headed for his desk. He conjured a small tub of warm water and that blue barber shop comb cleaner and set Mr. Fuzzy inside. 

“I'll be back in ten, so just chill,” he said and stepped into the closet. There was no way he was wearing a sweater for the rest of the night! Maybe he could just go shirtless and play video games until bedtime, it was less work. But he still had to handle Mr. Fuzzy and hide it in the back of the closet somewhere. 

That idea made his stomach churn. He was so tired of hiding things just so they could come out in the open again. And Remus' words were echoing in his skull again. 

Mr. Fuzzy didn't like being dropped. Abandoned. Neither did Remus. And Virgil absolutely dropped and abandoned him. Virgil abandoned him and yet he still made him a gift with his own hands, a cute little blob that really fit his aesthetic. 

He couldn't ignore the dread filling him as he peeled off his sweater. Remus used that voice. It was the same as the one Virgil used when he was on the verge of a panic attack. It was a cry for help.

He knew Remus had his moments when his thoughts drove him crazy, when he legitimately feared that they would become reality. He knew how horrible the duke felt despite his smile and impishness. 

Why didn't he recognize it at the gift exchange? Was it his own anxiety about being stuck with Janus and Remus? Was it Janus' obvious discomfort with the situation, the discomfort that led him to drinking all that wine? It should have hit him much sooner than it did. 

And as he finished getting into his pajamas, Virgil realized that he couldn't just sit by. He still cared about Remus, more than he should.

He grabbed Mr. Fuzzy, willed it dry, and sank out. 

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Remus wandered down the hallway towards his bedroom. He didn't trust himself to sink out and appear in his own room, not when his mind was screaming at him. Now that Janus was in bed and cozy, and the party was over, he didn't have any distractions.

He just wanted to have fun in the chaos a drunk Janus brought to the “family gathering” and maybe give and get presents outside of the secret Santa. But all he got was a throw away, thoughtless gift (he loved it but it felt impersonal and did not help his thoughts) and a shock from his brother slapping his bestie. In hindsight it was exactly the kind of response to the building tension he enjoyed, but at that moment it was gnawing at his brain.

Janus dying from a snapped neck, leaving him.

Roman stabbing him through the gut, blood splattering up to his mustache.

Worst of all, Virgil hated the gift he made for him. Yes, he scoured his shower drain for it—it’s called recycling! But he made sure to clean the hair if only so the glue would stick! It was cute and creepy! Just like Virgil! 

Virgil pushing him off a cliff into the void. 

Silence. Darkness. Solitude. Only his thoughts telling him how he could die

Remus didn't realize he was digging his thumbnail into his fingers, going from pointer to pinky and back, until he reached his door. He could smell the blood on his hands. He was ready to scream and cry. Maybe he could cuddle with his favorite teddy and hide under the covers—

Suffocating. Blood vessels in his wide eyes breaking. His face turning red.

—curl up on top of the covers. 

But his heart shattered when he opened the door. He couldn't even hold up his deranged smile. He had everything organized perfectly, clean, and nothing should have been out of place, but the unexpected hairball on his desk was staring at him. Mr. Fuzzy was back. Virgil didn't even want to keep it in his closet! 

Tears welled in his eyes as he staggered towards the desk, not bothering to look at the rest of his room. Virgil actually hated him! He really was gone— 

“Hey,” Virgil said softly. Remus whipped around and spotted his favorite edgelord perched on his bed. He was chewing his bottom lip and avoiding his eyes, but was he really there? 

Remus timidly reached out and brushed Virgil’s arm with his bleeding fingers. He was not hallucinating. 

“Can we talk?” Virgil asked and gently grabbed his hand. Remus nodded dumbly and sat down next to him. 

“What did you want to talk about?” 

“Are you doing alright? You kinda slipped back there,” Virgil said and scooted closer. He conjured some bandages and tended to his wounds. 

“No. I miss you. I put so much time and effort into your gift and you don't like it, you even dropped it!” Remus pouted. He didn't have to plaster a smile on his face or pretend he wasn't hurting now. He couldn't hide his fingers so why hide anything else?

“I hate you” Virgil glaring at him with so much disdain.

“I was startled when you said you got the supplies from JoAnn Fabrics,” Virgil admitted, “I was expecting a catch, you never make something simple. And I never know what you have in store. I thought it might bite.” 

“But you still don't like it. You were so unimpressed and unhappy. You said it was going to the back of your closet never to be seen again,” Remus shuddered as Virgil let go of his bandaged hands. 

Virgil shoving him in the back of his closet and forgetting him.

“I was in a really bad mood,” Virgil said and wrapped an arm around him, “You know how much I hate social situations like that, especially with Janus running his mouth. I'm not shoving Mr. Fuzzy in my closet. I like it. It's actually pretty cute.” 

Remus leaned into him and closed his eyes, not trying to fight the tears. This was too much and not enough. 

“Do you hate me now?” he finally asked and glanced at Virgil. He hated how sad those eyes were, how dark his eyeshadow was.

He hates you. He wants you to disappear 

“No, I don't hate you,” Virgil said and pulled him closer, “I don't have a lot of patience, and I get angrier than I used to. But I don't hate you.” 

He'll pretend you don't exist

You'll wither to a skeleton when Janus leaves like he did

Remus shivered and scooted onto his lap. He clung to Virgil’s shirt and sobbed. Why wouldn't his brain just stop? Virgil was telling the truth! Virgil went looking for him! Virgil was worried about him!

“It's okay, Remus, I got you,” Virgil said and hugged him, “Your bad thoughts aren't real.” 

“I don't want to be abandoned!” Remus sobbed and buried his face in Virgil’s shoulder, “I don't need anyone to like me! I just don't want to be alone! That's all I can think about!” 

“After all these images of pain have cut right through you, I will kiss every scar and weep, you are not alone,” Virgil muttered and gently rocked him. 

Remus tightened his grip and shook as a new wave of sobs wracked him. Virgil couldn't even see the claw marks on his arms, old crescent shaped scars from moments like these. 

He'll see them and run from a lost cause.

“Do you want me to stay overnight?” Virgil asked and kissed his head. Remus didn't answer him. He was too busy crying his heart out. 

Virgil hated seeing him like this. He knew Remus absolutely sobbed just as hard when he ended their relationship years ago. He knew that Remus unintentionally hurt himself when he was distressed. He knew that the duke needed someone to tell him he would be okay.

“Can you stay tonight?” Remus muttered once he calmed down, “I can sleep on the floor, just as long as you're here.” 

“I'll stay,” Virgil responded and stroked his hair. It was still as soft as ever, “And you don't have to sleep on the floor.” 

“But I get clingy and I might do something that makes you mad,” Remus pouted, “It's bad enough I want you back. I don't want you to leave me as a friend too.” 

“After all the hell I put you through,” Virgil sighed, “you shouldn't want me back. I don't deserve a second chance.” 

“Do you want one anyway?” Remus sniffled and dried his eyes. Virgil hugged him tighter and sighed. 

“Yeah. I want that.” 

“Did you want to get a clean shirt?” Remus asked and stared at the mess he made. He usually didn't mind snot but it stayed out of his bed. His bedroom was clean to fight his intrusive thoughts, his workshop was a hot stinky mess where he could go wild. That was one boundary he refused to cross. 

“I don't mind going shirtless, but yeah I'm not wearing this to sleep.” 

“You'd go shirtless in bed with me?” Remus gawked. 

“If it's cool with you, yeah,” Virgil shrugged and averted his eyes, “but if you aren't I can get a clean shirt. But I would have to leave for a couple minutes.” 

“I have your old A Day to Remember shirt if you want to wear that,” Remus muttered and scooted away from him. 

“You kept that?” 

“Yeah. It smells like you and it's comfy.” 

“Let's get you out of that sweater and in something more comfortable,” Virgil said and got up. He helped Remus to his feet and peeled that stupid Christmas sweater off. 

Remus shuddered as his bare skin met the air. It was soothing, no longer having any fabric smothering him. 

Virgil snickered and tossed the sweater in the hamper at the foot of the bed. 

“You might want to rename—” he said Mr. Fuzzy's eldritch name, “—at least in English.” 

“Why?” Remus pouted. He was startled when Virgil ran his hands over his chest. It was a gentle touch, with no hidden meaning. 

“Pretty sure you're the real Mr. Fuzzy,” Virgil teased, “You're still as soft and fluffy as ever.” 

“Your shirt is in the dresser in the second drawer, no cuddles until you're not a snot boy,” Remus grumbled and averted his gaze. He was feeling too many things at once and he did not need to add mushy to that list. 

“Who's fault is that?” Virgil scoffed playfully and shed his hoodie. He didn't wait for Remus to respond before going to the dresser and grabbing his old shirt. 

“Yours. You let me use you as a tissue,” Remus jeered without much enthusiasm and got out of his pants. At least he was throwing quips and stripping like he normally did. 

“You got me there,” Virgil said and changed shirts. He tossed the snotty one in the hamper and crept up behind Remus. The duke wasn't entirely present. 

Remus yelped as Virgil grabbed him from behind and dragged him onto the bed. He squirmed and tried to escape, but Virgil's hold was too strong. 

“You're cute when you try to fight me,” Virgil chuckled softly and kissed his cheek. 

Virgil letting go of him. Letting him fall— 

Remus flipped over and clung to him. 

“Stay,” he grumbled and squeezed Virgil as tightly as possible. 

“I'm staying. I'll only leave to use the bathroom,” Virgil said softly and rubbed his back. Remus stayed quiet, shivering from the touch. So he was starved for affection and Janus could only provide so much. 

“Did you like your present?” Virgil asked after a few moments. 

“Daddy didn't know what to get me so he got me something from a top ten list. I'll love it more when my thoughts quiet down,” Remus grumbled, “I'm just happy he got me something and didn't forget about me!” 

“It’s hard to forget about you,” Virgil said and kissed his hair, “You're too sweet.” 

“You mean that?” 

“Yeah. You made me a gift with your own hands, a unique little eldritch horror that's cool and cute. You went out of your way to make it.” 

“It's cute and cuddly and it eats stuff from the shower drain. It keeps things clean!” 

“It's alive?” Virgil asked, horrified. 

“Yeah. I didn't think that would be a big deal,” Remus wilted. 

“I stuck it in a tub of barbicide for ten minutes. Did I kill it?” Virgil panicked. 

A shrill chirp pulled him from his spiraling. He glanced over Remus' shoulder and saw the little hairball on the bed. 

“Mr. Fuzzy likes getting dangerous baths,” Remus giggled. Virgil immediately relaxed when he heard that beautiful sound. 

“Can it join in the cuddle pile? It doesn't like Remus being sad,” Virgil asked. Remus snuggled closer and nodded. He needed all the affection he could get. 

Almost immediately four long, hairy tentacles wrapped around Remus' torso. Virgil was surprised but not shocked. There was always a catch with Remus' creations. 

“Mr. Fuzzy doesn't like being dropped and he doesn't like letting go,” Virgil mused as a fifth tentacle curled around his arm. 

“How did you know that about it?” Remus grumbled. 

“I didn't. I was talking about a different Mr. Fuzzy,” Virgil replied and kissed the top of his head, “And I'm not dropping you again.” 

I need to know if I'm the only one seeing this:

"Bad Boy" by Cascada is such a remdy song

Ikr lol

Just so you guys know I’m sorry but I’ll only be posting on weekends now 💙💙… lmao

Roman:I made you this…

Remus:K

Roman:…That’s it?-..K???

Remus:..Thanks ig

Roman:…-_-

👀👀👀

Everyone calls out Remus for being a stinky trash man, but then says that their wallet is sobbing from their attempts at remaking his costume. How would Remus have made something so beautifully chaotic? He didn’t 👀

I have a head canon that when they separated, Roman tried to make peace with Remus by giving him that costume, one that fit his favorite colors and his need for being extra. Obviously it didn’t work, but Remus kept it anyway 👀

Or maybe I’m just a sucker for their twin dynamic, let me live-

GRRRR STOP

Remus often has sleepovers w Roman so they can cuddle bc Roman often needs more reassurance and attention and so does Remus and they feel like they reject one another the least and that is why they just take bean bags and visit one another and then they create palaces of pillow and such and cuddle after soft nap-time adventures (aka their versions of counting sheep etc)

@oatmealdaydreams

I saw their headcanon that orange will call everyone by a colour and I’m digging that and then I thought “hold up there’s two blues” so I thought he’d call Patton “blue” and Logan.

“Royal” or smth lol

Or better yet

“Prince Logan”/hj

This is a joke lol

I feel like if orange and Patton were siblings it would be waayy more toxic than Roman and Remus

Wrath is sort a big no no in most religious morals so while I think Patton wouldnt be “mean” to Orange he most certainly wouldn’t be positive about him. I think a lot of Orange angst (if we get any) will be centred around Patton. Like, your brother is fully against what you represent and literally shed you off of him because he didn’t want to represent YOU (it’s a part of the theory that Orange is what came off of Patton) so I like to think Orange had a lot of pent up aggression since Patton would’ve probably taught him it would be wrong to get angry and take it out on people. Leading the anger to fester and turn to resentment leading to Orange to no longer care if he is a bad person by what he does and in short term turning into a monster

That’s my take tbh lol

I wanna see what it would be like if Janus and Remus went into Virgil’s room long enough to like feel anxious

WAIT STOP LIKE???? NORTH AND LIQUIDO’S ENTIRE RELATIONSHIP SCREAMS SALTY EXES

Like these two definitely have a lot of history with each other for even when Shakes was just a rookie North and him are already at each other’s throats like????? Just tell him you miss him sheesh

Like istg the TENSION

(Not to mention the entire other different ballgame(HAHA) that is Coach, Jomo and Vince but let’s stop at that shall we)

-S Stan (also how did Liquido of all people got Best Hair in Broken Record)

IKR WE LOVE SALTY EXES THAT WANT EACH OTHER BACK LMAO

I feel like they always hated each other but liquido would still be upset if the other left tbh.

And have they seen liquido’s hair it’s literally toothpaste 💀