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brandstifter-sys · 11 months

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Hiding Eyes

For @dukexietyweek Day 7: Soulmate (Ao3) (login required)

Word Count:2797

Rating: T

Characters: Remus, fem Patton, fem Janus, Virgil

Warnings: mtf Virgil, genderbend, background moceit, sex mention, alcohol

In a world where you have one of your soulmate's eyes and can see what they're seeing if you cover your borrowed eye, it should be easy to find your soulmate. Unless you can't see anything when you try and get a look. Remus, a movie star, is unfortunate that he can't see anything. He's ready to give up hope until a chance meeting at his oldest friend's drag show.

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Sometimes it was hard to look for a soulmate even though they had one of your eyes. If they covered the borrowed eye they could see what you were looking at. For Remus, it was a lot harder to tell.

He was happy to be finished with his latest movie and wanted to either sleep or get smashed. At least this one wasn't some trashy romcom where he'd have to play straight. It was a trashy macabre romcom where he had to play bi, Cthulhu in Love , and he was the lead! He was just glad that he didn't have to sit in makeup for hours to get his face tentacles done that day and instead just put on a fake beard to match his mustache. And he had the next day off!

Remus carefully removed the color contact from his right eye and closed his eyes. All he could see was darkness but it was nice, sometimes the light was too much. He sighed, not bothering to just cover his right eye to catch a glimpse of his soulmate's world. He never saw anything. Sometimes he wondered if he even had a soulmate.

He wouldn't be surprised if he didn't, he was aro and he didn't really want to enter some one-sided romance if he could help it. But it would be nice to at least see who got stuck with him. He knew he was a lot to handle.

"Hey, Remus?" someone called to him from the other side of the door. Remus got up with a grunt and opened it to reveal his costar, Pat, and she looked worn out.

"What's up Patty-cake?" he asked and leaned against the door frame.

"Sorry if I'm bothering you, I just thought you might want to get some dinner and see Janice's performance tonight," Pat said and played with her hoodie strings. Remus couldn't really say no, he wanted to see his childhood bestie's drag performance even if she spent the rest of the night with her soulmate.

"Give me five minutes to get dressed and then we can party!" he grinned, "If you want to watch me strip you can come in!" Pat shook her head and smiled sweetly.

"I'm spoken for. I'll be here when you're ready!"

"One of us has to be," Remus shrugged.

"You have a soulmate, little mister, and I will fight you if you say you don't!"

"You can't win on an empty stomach!" Remus jeered, "And Jan would get off seeing you beat me up!"

"Remus," she scowled and adjusted her glasses.

"I'll be right out!"

Remus was incognito, hiding his skunky bangs with a beanie and his body in a hoodie and baggy pants. Pat wasn't as hidden as they entered the bar, reeking of McDonald's. It wasn't terribly crowded, but still full and dimly lit. Remus could see the low stage and the lights. It would be a good show.

"If you save me a seat, I'll get the drinks," Remus suggested.

"Okay, can you get me a Hemingway Champagne, please?" she said brightly. Remus ruffled her hair and laughed before sauntering to the bar.

Remus moved like he was the hottest thing in the world and leaned against the bar with a winning smile. The bartender got one look at him in his bum attire and sighed. She was pretty, with long purple hair that covered her right eye and half of her glasses. She had deathly pale skin that looked more pallid paired with her black hoodie.

"Hey there gorgeous!" Remus cooed and motioned her over. She moved towards him reluctantly and crossed her arms.

"I thought I told you I'm not doing it. I'm not falling for it."

"Falling for what?"

"Don't play dumb, Roman. A fake mustache and a pale blue color contact are not going to convince me that you're Remus."

"So you know the boring theater twin!" Remus laughed, "I'm sorry for you, girl!" The bartender's visible eye went wide and she shook her head.

"I'm not going to kill him, I'm not going to kill him," she sighed as her cheeks turned pink.

"That's my job! And here I thought Roman didn't have hot friends!"

"Are you gonna order or waste my time?" she huffed.

"Can I get a Death in the Afternoon and Alligator Sperm? And if you have to spit in one, aim for the gator! Pattycake doesn't deserve my hate," Remus said brightly before he noticed her eye. It was the same brown-green hazel as his.

"Anything else or do you need to stay sober for your next shoot?"

"That's all for now. How did you know I'm shooting a new movie?"

"Jan. She always gushes about her soulmate being a movie star and working with you all the time. I haven't told anyone if you're trying to keep an industry secret or something," she shrugged, not exactly telling the whole truth, but Remus couldn't be sure.

"It's not really a secret, just not well known. I'm sure it's all over my fan pages! I can't hide from them, not that I want to—they're why I have what I do."

"It's not because you have talent or anything," she scoffed and rolled her eyes. Remus snickered and bobbed his head back and forth.

"Talent? Half the time I don't even speak in my fun movies! It's my hot bod and creepy mannerisms that sell those! I mean it was the fans that petitioned for me to play the creature in Frankenstein. I wasn't considered since I'm not a tall brooding goth prince, but it's my best performance, and I have the fans to thank for that."

"You were better in Cuttle as a tentacle monster. Even if the fanart got weird. I needed to bleach my eyes."

"Is that why you cover your soul eye?"

"I keep one eye covered because it's light sensitive, because of genetics," she said flatly and got to work on the drinks, avoiding eye contact.

"Do you put eyeshadow and liner on both sides?" Remus asked. She moved her bangs to reveal that she had an eye patch on her glasses.

"There's no point. Anything else or are you going to give your friend her drink?"

"Oh Pat! Right! We're both here for Janice, or should I say, Dante Infernal! You got me there! Can I get your name before I go? Hot bartender isn't a good name."

"Violetta, but you can call me Vi," she said shyly and slid him both drinks. Remus beamed and took them.

"Thanks! I like that name! Maybe I'll see you around!" he said and trotted off to find Pat.

Of course, when he found her, she was with Janice in a more secluded booth, giggling and flirting with the drag king. It was so easy for Dante Infernal to charm anyone with his wry smirk and gentlemanly wiles. It was cute but Remus was not interested in third wheeling just yet. He was too sober to deal with any romance.

"Should I get you a second straw to share?" he teased and set her drink on the table. Pat giggled and beamed at him.

"Thank you so much Ree!"

"Hello Remus, I'm surprised you haven't snapped anyone up yet," Janice teased. Remus shrugged and took a swig of his curdling drink.

"I just got here, give me some time!" he laughed, "And maybe I want to be a good friend first!" Janice chuckled as he downed the rest of his drink.

"So you're going to give me a few dollars and sulk at the bar this time?" she hummed knowingly as Pat sipped her drink.

"Maybe," he pouted, "As long as the hot bartender doesn't get tired of me!"

"Violetta? Oh, darling, if she figures out you're you, you might get tired of her . She's a huge fan of your horror movies, and your butt."

"Really? I mean my ass is perfect but she didn't seem interested in it! She's got the big tiddy goth girlfriend vibe so it checks out that she'd like those movies!"

"She certainly does, even before her top surgery she was gifted," Janice said bitterly.

"Your tiny titties are cute!" Pat cooed and hugged her. Jan nuzzled her hair and kissed her cheek. Remus blinked and stared at them both. He was still too sober for this.

"I'm gonna go back and get another drink."

"Remus, don't drink too much, okay?" Pat pouted. Remus flicked his wrist at her and pulled a few bills from his pocket.

"Don't have too much rockin sex, okay?" he retorted and handed the money to Jan. She knew that meant he wouldn't be close by when she performed. She also knew that Pat was flustered, so she waved Remus off to do whatever he was planning.

Remus waved impishly and went back to the bar, this time hopping on a stool and setting his empty glass down. Vi glanced at him and sighed.

"Finished already?"

"Yeah, can I get another one?" he asked and wiggled his eyebrows as she took the glass.

"Not for a while. I'm not letting you get drunk, pretty boy. Your romcom fans will eat you alive."

"I'd rather my horror fans did. Literally!" he jeered, "You know you want to!"

"Do I?" she asked and set the glass on a tray to go through the wash.

"Well you've got Jennifer's body, so why not enjoy a snack?"

"What?" she snorted and turned around.

"Is your name Megan because damn you're foxy!" Remus purred with a goofy grin.

"Shouldn't you save that for your soulmate?" she said with a snicker. Remus wanted to hear her laugh more.

"I don't think I have one, I'm aro and I don't see anything when I do the eye thing," he said with a shrug, "I don't mind. If I had one, they'd have to deal with the paparazzi, my schedule, and me!"

"Being aro doesn't mean you don't have a soulmate, I can tell you that much. Blind people exist. And maybe don't treat yourself like a problem. It doesn't help anyone," Vi replied and leaned on the bar across from him.

"I'm a lot to handle, but I'm a lot of sexy fun too," Remus giggled, "So you're aro spec, huh? And you have a soulmate?"

"Yeah, but the universe hates me so I don't look anymore. They're only interested in men. But you're not here to listen to my problems."

"I don't mind, I'm curious—what idiot wouldn't want a babe like you?" he said and held his chin in his hands.

"Some idiot I knew of in school who's in the film industry now. Roman thinks you might know them, I'm pretty sure you do."

"Can I see your other eye? It could help me figure out who they could be. And I kinda just want to see both eyes."

"I'm gonna regret this," Vi sighed and moved her bangs. She lowered her glasses and bit her lip, trying not to squeeze her eyes shut in the dim light.

Remus gasped when he saw that familiar pale blue iris staring at him. He slapped his hand over his right eye and saw a blurry version of himself gawking and covering his eye. His hand fell to his side and he shook with so much excitement he had no idea how to release it.

"Remus?" Vi asked hesitantly and readjusted her glasses. She was regretting that choice.

She yelped when he grabbed her face and kissed her like he would die without her lips.

"Holy shit!" Vi gasped and lurched back. Her lips were tingling and she was staring at Remus in shock.

"I know I should've asked first," he said softly, "I wasn't thinking."

"But you—"

"Love is love, no matter how romantic or platonic or alterous. And I could see myself falling headfirst in a vat of battery acid for you, no romance required."

"You don't have to do that," she said with a shy laugh. Remus beamed, proud that he could bring that sound out of her.

"So we went to school together, and you were too shy to say anything to me, huh?"

"You were—are so confident and bold, and you had friends, it was intimidating, and I was really just a nobody with self esteem issues and I avoided you as much as I could. The easiest way to do that was spending time with Roman."

"Hmm, well it would be really funny if you were the hot emo who always had headphones and a spiderweb backpack! I had such a mesh it was embarrassing!"

"Oh god," Vi groaned and went bright red, "I still have that backpack."

"Okay now I definitely need your number and I need to take you on a date!" Remus laughed, "I can be covert if you like!"

"Please? I don't need the paparazzi tearing into me because I'm an edgy trans woman."

"The only one tearing into you is gonna be me!" Remus jeered. Vi shook her head and readjusted herself.

"Go watch the show, my shift is over in five so I'll find you, before Jan can rub it in," Vi said, "And don't think you're gonna be the one tearing into anyone."

"I'm looking forward to proving Pat right! And getting to know you!" Remus grinned and waved impishly before trotting off to join his co-star.

Unfortunately for Remus, he missed Janice's performance, but he was able to take his seat by the lovers without drawing attention to himself.

"There you are, Remus," Jan hummed and ran her fingers through Pat's hair, "finally tired of your biggest fan?"

"Nope! I just wanted to check in on you and tell you that I owe Pattycake a puppy!"

"You found your soulmate!" Pat gasped and sat up. Remus nodded excitedly with a bright grin. Pat squeaked and hugged him, far too excited to contain herself.

"Did you meet them or did you finally see something?" Pat squealed, "Do you know what they look like? Are they handsome?"

"Darling, let him breathe," Janus hummed, "One question at a time."

"I finally got to see and I met my soulmate," Remus giggled and shimmied excitedly. Pat was so happy, hanging off his every word. Jan was more interested in the figure looming towards them.

"And she is the most beautiful woman with the most sultry voice and she could burn me alive with her stare!" Remus gushed, and swooned, leaning into the seat, "And I want her to step on me."

"That's no way to describe someone to your witnesses," Vi said and sat next to Remus. Remus leaned against her and beamed.

"Well, this is an unexpected twist," Jan hummed with a smirk. Vi flipped her off and flipped her hair over her shoulder.

"Sounds like you expected it," Remus giggled and wrapped his arm around Vi. She leaned against him and placed her hand on his thigh.

"I did, but I didn't expect you to be so, adoring," Jan hummed. Remus shrugged.

"It's not romantic adoration, it's all about power, beauty, the macabre, personal connection, and lust!"

"Lust?" Pat squeaked and inched closer to Jan.

"I'm a horny little bastard!" Remus giggled, "And it takes a lot to tame me!"

"I doubt it," Vi jeered.

"You would be the first to say that!" Remus jeered.

"Wait until your brother hears!" Pat gasped, looking for any reason to change the topic.

"He's known since high school. He'll be insufferable," Vi sighed, "More insufferable than Remus' rabid fans who hate his soulmate because he's not theirs and he won't ever see them like that."

"They what?" Remus gasped.

"They're usually kids. They get over it. Online I actually like to claim that yes, your soulmate is a raging bitch who would whip you and make you beg for the tiniest scrap of love," Vi said with a tiny smirk.

"You shouldn't be so mean to yourself, and you shouldn't lie just to belittle yourself either," Pat pouted. Vi shrugged and glanced at Remus. He was fighting back a fit of giggles.

"I'm not lying," she said softly. Remus' jaw dropped before a gleeful giggle escaped him.

"You really are my soulmate! Please tell me you have more than just whips and begging in mind!" he squealed and kissed her cheek, pulling her closer.

"I'll tell you more about it when we go on a real date."

"There's a nice diner that Jan and I go to, it's quaint and it doesn't have a pretty face, and it's open 24/7," Pat suggested.

"Are you free tonight?" Remus asked.

"No. I'm supposed to be going to a diner with my soulmate," Vi teased. Remus laughed brightly. Yeah, he was more than happy with his soulmate.

#dukexiety #remus sanders #virgil sanders #sanders sides #mtf!virgil #dukexietyweek2023 #day 7 #fem!patton #fem!janus #fem!moceit #moceit #janus sanders #patton sanders #alcohol ment tw #sex mention tw

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monkeythefander · 9 months

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Below are some of my Fem-Sides Headcannons

AN: Names of the sides

Logan: Logan

Virgil: Vigilia (Nickname: Vi)

Roman: Romy

Remus: Reem

Janus: Janna

Patton: Patli (Nickname: Pat)

Thomas: Tommi

• Logan used to only wear her hair in a ponytail. She wanted to keep it out of her face since she found it distracting when she worked. Romy constantly complained that Logan’s hair style was boring, and Logan got tired of the complaining. Logan goes to Patli’s room to ask for hair style advice since Pat is constantly putting her hair up in different styles. Pat introduced Logan to space buns and added little star hair clips. “Since you really like space, I thought this style would suit you” Patli said with a smile. Logan looked at herself in the mirror and quickly fell in love with the hairstyle. She has worn her hair like that ever since.

• Reem used to have really long hair but she didn’t really brush it and take care of it well. Janna got tired of having to help Reem brush out the knots when her hair got really tangled and suggested that Ree should cut her hair short. Reem immediately agreed and Jan helped with the hair cut.

• As kids, Romy and Reem would play dress up together. Romy would wear a Disney princess outfit and Reem would dress as a Disney villain.

• Back when Vi was a Darkside, she and the others would have horror movie nights and paint each others’ nails afterwards to calm down after the film. After being accepted by the light sides, Vi discovers Patli and Romy paint each others nails too. They offer to paint Vi’s nails for her, but the idea of anyone else doing this activity with her feels wrong.

• In terms of appearances, Romy and Reem both wear sparkly skirts with off the shoulder shirts. Romy’s emblem is on her shirt’s breast pocket and Reem’s is on the back of her skirt. Their skirts have pockets because everyone deserves pockets.

• Romy’s hair goes past her shoulders and is very soft. She puts it up into a messy bun whenever she goes on a quest in the imagination.

• Logan wears a polo shirt and pants. She wears her signature tie and glasses still and her emblem is still on her shirt.

• Patli wears a light blue dress with white shorts and a cardigan around her shoulders. She also wears white socks that have cat ears at the top of them. The light blue dress has little daisies on it. She wears her hair in pigtails or braids.

• Janna wears a black dress that goes a bit past her knees. She also has a yellow scarf she wears around her neck because she gets cold easily. Her hair goes up to her shoulders. She still wears her signature bowler hat.

• Vi wears a beanie, light purple t-shirt, ripped black jeans, a black patched up hoodie. Her hair is also short and she has side bangs to cover one of her eyes.

• Vi has a collection of fidget rings because Logan gets her a new one on her birthday each year. Vi’s grateful she’ll always have one to fidget with.

• Logan gets a new tie every birthday from Vi. Vi has Romy help her design and make the ties. When Reem discovers this gift tradition she decides to make Logan a bow tie. Reem puts little morning star images on the bow tie so Logan will be reminded of who made the bow tie every time she wears it.

If you’re interested in any more fem-sides headcannons let me know. I’ll probably post a second part for this list if I come up with any new ones.

-Monkey💜

#sanders sides #patton sanders #thomas sanders #virgil sanders #roman sanders #remus sanders #logan sanders #janus sanders #fem sides #headcannons #headcanon

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starshard17 · 2 years

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Fem!Roman and Fem!Remus <3

@crusheduphuman tagging you

You know why

Also tagging my beloveds <33 @artist-hope @sanderdarksides

#sanders sides #moonbladeart #my art #ts roman #ts remus #fem sides

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bonker-bananas · 2 years

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me,, actually posting stuff??? what???

jokes aside, hopefully i will post the art i have accumulated since i lasted posted soon

once upon a time, there was a doodle

it was supposed to just,, be a random person

but then, *gasp*

it turned into fem!roman! all on its own!!

and the others are fem!remus, bonus tiny virgil, fem!patton angst(that was just patton, then it was patton angst, then it was roman angst, then it was fem!roman angst, and then finally it was fem!patton angst), and sun/moon/eclipse/whatever goddess virgil

also, i would like to say that yes, remus is holding patton’s hand, yes, it is still part of patton, yes i was just too lazy to draw whatever of patton would fit on the page

and btw i did mean to say goddess, bc in this household we stan enby virgil and whatever words they like and also because my brain just decided that was the word i was going to use and refused to let me use a different one

#my art #sanders sides #patton sanders #ts patton #fem!patton #virgil sanders #ts virgil #ts roman #roman sanders #fem!roman #remus sanders #ts remus #fem!remus

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sirdeath41412 · 9 months

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important ♡

important also DRINK WATER AND EAT FOOD PLEASE LOVE ALL OF YOU DEARLY AND THIS WORLD NEEDS YOU I PROMISE ASKS ARE OPEN READ WHAT I WILL WRITE Send Asks to my inbox so i can tell you if I do that Fandom

ok so uh this is just an update post/information post

Names I go by SirDeath, Death, or Toby

what pronouns do I use? He/him or they/them GO FOLLOW @thevioletcobra SHE WRITES AND DRAWS AMAZING ^_^

Who am I? I am a writer I sometimes do art(don't have any rn), and I don't mind giving rec fics uh and I do take fic recs you may want me to write

whos like family to me on this site: @the-ethereal-grave-doctor, @ghostlypest,(more will be added please go follow them tho)

So i will write characters: Sun/Moon, Ticci Toby, Laughing Jack, BEN Drowned, Jeff The Killer, Willliam Afton, Springtrap, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Ghost Rider(Johnny Blaze), Seto Kaiba, Remus Sanders, Virgil Sanders, Patton Sanders(more will be added)

pairings: i can write any just if i cannot i will tell you up front.

i do not write incest, piss or scat kink, under age characters, i will not write a fem!Reader

will I write with others? yes I would love to have friends who would listen to me go crazy over my ocs and stories, I do have friends like that on here just a few, if you want to write with me ask and give details then I will dm you or give an answer in the ask

A03 name: SirDeath41412

Link for Daycare Attendant's Caretaker: https://www.tumblr.com/sirdeath41412/709652155997519872/ask-me-anything-please-im-bored-spam-me-with?source=share

my blog is about helping others and whatever I feel like reblogging this is just me being me.

What's the point of this blog you may ask or wonder well, I like to help others and I like to help talk people through things the best I can I'm still learning but of course, I'm here to help.

what do I do with my free time? I rp and chat with friends if you wanna chat or rp I'm here just ask first then tell me what ya wanna rp in the ask please so I can see if I can

I have a character I play who is not a snotty a dude just here, haha, he's very formal while the writer is well C H A O S

#important #sirdeath talks #WIP post

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thatonelesbianfander · 3 days

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I’ve come to the realization that a bunch of my old and current comfort characters are just Remus Sanders in different skins

Harley Quinn from the animated HBO series? No, that’s fem Remus with a little bit more morals

Funtime Freddy from FNaF? No, that’s purple robot bear Remus

William Afton from FNaF movie? No, that’s bastard child murderer Remus

The Beyonder from Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur? No, that’s orange alien Remus

Suction Cup Man from Piemations? No, that’s suction cup Remus

Frankenstein’s Monster from Frankenstein? No, that’s zombie Remus

Bruno from Encanto? No, that’s future seer Remus

Spinel from Steven Universe? No, that’s pink gay space rock Remus

I can never escape Remus

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tss-whumper · 6 months

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my whump intro!

hey, gang!! i'm annie, you might know me from my main blog (@prodigal-explorer). this is my side blog, and it's a place for all things sanders sides whump! whump isn't a very big thing in this fandom, but i really love it and i think this fandom has so much whump potential.

to clear things up for anyone confused, whump is basically a genre of fanfic/headcanons/content where characters (they are called whumpees) are being hurt either by other characters (they are called whumpers) or by natural elements such as sickness and weather. sometimes, there are characters who help whumpees feel better, or protect them from whumpers (they are called caretakers). whump is sort of like hurt/comfort, but there's not always the guarantee of comfort. whether or not there's comfort is up to personal preference! when it comes to whump, pretty much any kind of pain/injury/hurt is on the table, so when engaging with it, it's important to read tags carefully, just for your own safety!

with this blog, the characters from sanders sides will be playing whumpees, whumpers, and caretakers in an assortment of ways! characters will not always be named. sometimes it will just be (side a) or (side b), or it will just be labeled as "whumper" or "whumpee" if i don't really have a sanders sides character in mind for the scenario.

more info about my page and what i will and won't write below! (warning: i don't censor any of my words, so proceed with caution if that bothers you. some of the content i mention is very sensitive.)

whump themes/ideas/characters/tropes i LOVE writing:

whumpee!roman

whumpee!logan

caretaker!janus

caretaker!remus

caretaker!virgil

whumper!patton

emotional/verbal abuse

physical abuse

familial abuse

religious trauma

pet whump

whumpee turned caretaker

caretaker turned whumpee

caretaker turned whumper

small whumper and large whumpee

medieval whump

canonverse whump

non-canonverse whump

ropes/chains

stress positions

inhumane punishments (especially when they have significant meanings in the story)

sunshine character who is secretly the whumper

whumpers who genuinely think they're doing the right thing

whumpees who are bad people

caretakers who don't know how to be a caretaker/bad caretaker

unreliable narrator

eating disorders

humiliation

age gaps (as long as they're painted in a bad light)

whumpees of marginalized communities (poc, lgbtq+ besides gay cis white men, disabled, fat, jewish, etc.) because there is NOT ENOUGH OF THAT IN THE WHUMP COMMUNITY. i get it's tricky territory and you have to be careful with it, but why are little white guys the only ones getting rescued and taken care of?

descriptive fics

multi-chapter fics

one-shots

drabbles

bullet fics

songfics

scriptfics

whump themes/ideas/characters/tropes i WILL write:

blood/gore

whumpee turned whumper

whumper turned whumpee

suicidal thoughts/ideation

sa/noncon

prostitution

boxboy (though i don't have much experience, so i will be learning as i go!)

whumpee!virgil

whumpee!janus

whumpee!remus

caretaker!roman

caretaker!logan

whumper!virgil

whumper!remus

whumper!janus

whumper!logan

lady whump (it's not my favorite but i'll do it)

delusions

sick whump

emento

wilderness whump

child whump

children whumping children

whump with remy/sleep, c!thomas, and emile picani (i'll write them as any role, whumpee/whumper/caretaker)

whumpee x caretaker (as long as it's not codependent)

toxic whumpee x whumper (where it's clear that the relationship is not a good one)

whumpee x whumpee

courtroom scenes

major character death

unhappy endings

happy endings

bittersweet endings

whump themes/ideas/characters/tropes i WILL NOT write:

whumpee!patton

caretaker!patton

whumper!roman

tiny whump (just not my thing)

fem side x masc side (especially when the whumpee is the fem side)

any whump involving thomas sanders (like the real person) or any of his friends.

anything relating to bodily waste

detailed descriptions of needles (it just freaks me out lol)

feel free to send in an ask requesting anything you want me to write or react to, as long as it's not in the "will not write" category. if you don't see what you want listed anywhere, just assume that i will write it! there isn't a lot that i don't do, but i will not negotiate with the boundaries i have, so please don't try to convince me!

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d-c-it · 7 months

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AND HERE SHE IS.

She is gorgeous ur honor.

#sanders sides #roman sanders #remus sanders #patton sanders #logan sanders #virgil sanders #janus sanders #human au #analogical #fem sides #Her moles are constelations points if u get them right #She and lucy aka orange dont get along cuz of headcanos i have from the series

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glacierruler · 1 year

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Sanders Sides DND AU Chapter 1

Taglist: @hyperfixated-homo @cutebisexualmess @prince-rowan-of-the-forest Please tell me if you'd like to be added/removed!

Ships: anaroceit, intrulogical

Chapter 1

Words: 1913

Masterpost / Next chapter

Languages: Common is normal text, Thieves cant is small, Elvish is bold, Draconic is italic, Celestial is bold italic, Underdark is strikethrough, and any language that none of the characters know will be represented with symbols.

Reminder: Virgil is genderfluid and uses any pronouns(how he appears changes depending on how masc/fem/androgenous they feel), Patton is nonbinary and uses they/them pronouns.

There will be slight cussing in this fic!

CWs: fainting, death, death mention, fantasy racism, stalking, crime, theft, necromancy, misgendering(accidental)

Paranoia was watching his targets move, staying quiet in the trees. Not wanting to startle them into starting a fight. After all he was much better at stealing when he wasn't noticed by who he was stealing from. This was his riskiest job yet, used to pick pocketing those who come to close to the alleyways, or breaking into places at night. But this, this was different. He was to steal the Crown Prince's crown, and his royal guard's bow. In order to do this, Paranoia had elected to follow them out of the castle and to the town of Coajot, and steal their items when they were asleep. But then it became more complicated. There were three of them adventuring, and, on the first day, it looked like they were taking shifts. Paranoia rubbed at the patchwork cloak, and nearly gasped when he swore the guard must have seen him. But thankfully he had chosen to have bark like skin, so he blended into the trees. After a few minutes the guard looked away and Paranoia breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't been caught, but he needed to be more careful. One wrong move and he's in serious trouble, this is the Crown Prince and his guard, not some random noble in the shadows. Everything had to go perfectly, or he was dead.

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Janus felt like he was being watched. He was traveling with the princes to colleges in Coajot, in hopes to find one for both of them. Although he only really cared about getting the perfect college for his love, making sure Prince Remus was entertained enough to not burn the whole place down was important to. So they were looking at not only a college for bards but also for necromancer wizards as well. Which was going to be hard, seeing as necromancy was still seen as this taboo evil thing. Back to how Janus was feeling watched, it started a few days ago, when they were packing for their trip. He swore he saw a set of purple and green eyes before they were gone. And there was the general feeling of being watched. However he could never find where it was coming from. Nor could he tell what it was because it wasn't his favored enemy.

"Love, is everything alright?" Roman, the Crown Prince to the Kingdom of Shalinglah, and also Janus's boyfriend, asked him. Janus really didn't want to lie to him, but worrying his boyfriend who'd been stuck in the palace his whole life wasn't his goal either.

"Everything is fine love, just seeing things or something."

"Oooooh! I see things all the time, often times dead things!" Remus, Roman's brother, piped up. While he wasn't the Crown Prince, he was still important to the royal family. So Janus had to make sure he stayed alive as well, which was harder to do some days.

Janus sighed, "the sooner we get this over with the better. And we're sure we want to venture on foot rather than take a carriage, a carriage would be faster-"

"No!"

"Adventure is fun!"

Both twins interrupted him, before Roman spoke up, "Janus, what is the point of an adventure, if we're just going to be stuck in carriages the whole time? Again love, are you sure there's nothing wrong?"

"Just got a weird feeling about this, it's probably nothing."

"Oooh, what kind of weird?"

"Shut up Remus, Jan and I are talking!"

"Don't tell me to shut up!"

"Both of you stop, we'll walk, but we're going to be extra cautious. Whatever is happening, I want us to be on top of it." Janus snapped, anxious and frustrated with how everything has been these past few days. The twins looked at him, both of them concerned as Janus doesn't usually act like this. "Look, I'm sorry, but one of us is to be awake at all times."

"Oooh, what if we took shifts, that way none of us was too tired to continue onwards!" Remus exclaimed, hoping to be actually helpful for once. Janus nodded, thinking it over for a minute.

"That could work. Remus, you shall take first shift, I'll take the next one, Roman you have the last shift. If either of you see anything suspicious, you wake me up immediately."

After both princes had agreed to this they started traversing through the woods to the town of Coajot. During the first night in the woods, Janus swore he saw something in the trees. But he couldn't see well enough to tell what it was. 'Probably an animal,' he thought to himself.

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Roman was arguing with his brother, Remus, about anything and everything. Yet he couldn't help but be worried about his boyfriend, Janus. Janus was looking around everywhere, trying to find something out of place. And honestly, Roman was feeling watched too, although that may have had to do with the fact that he couldn't use the wastebucket in a private spot. However he had been feeling watched before that, and had honestly felt less watched when he was using the wastebucket. So maybe there was something to the caution Janus seemed to be going through. But whatever, or maybe even whomever, was watching them hadn't done anything yet. So Roman wasn't too worried. Still he was cautious, ready to use his voice to ensnare whatever was following them into a false sense of security before he and his companions struck.

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Remus was bored. And sick of being watched by whatever was hiding in the trees. Scaring Prince Perfect and Snake Face was his job. Not some random forest coward's. While Remus wanted to go into the forest and find whoever it is that's watching them to give this stalker the worst time of their life, he didn't because he couldn't endure as much as the others(and Janus told him not to, that it wasn't worth getting in trouble for. If whatever was stalking them wanted to cause them harm, it probably would have already). So Remus would wait to bring the fear of all living things on this stalker until they showed themself. It had been three days of wandering the forest, and only lightly tormenting his brother and Janus; trying to ease the worry they were both feeling, and they had finally reached the city of Coajot. All three of them thought they would lose whatever was stalking them, or at least be able to tell what was going on. But all of them kept feeling watched all the way to the local tavern, The Flying Crystal, when a sickly thin centaur came out of the alleyway and collapsed in front of them.

"Do you think he's dead?" Remus asked, genuinely curious. Despite studying necromancy, he'd never seen a dead body before.

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Patton knew they should've eaten that sandwich that they managed to buy. But were they supposed to say no to that starving kid on the street? Sure, they were also starving, but it's better that they starve than another kid who can't take care of themself. They knew they were not only small, but dangerously skinny for a centaur, and they felt so hungry, just wanting a bit of food just to eat. But, despite being a thief, they would not steal for themself. If they managed to gain people's sympathy, and they decided to give Patton money or food then yeah, Patton would eat it, if someone didn't need it more than them. They also hadn't had a good sleep in years, and as they came out of the alleyway that the kid was in, everything went dark. They couldn't see, but before they were completely out of it, they heard someone exclaim:

"Do you think he's dead?"

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There were many things Logan was not intending to do today, or expecting to happen. Especially on his routine meal-break. But here he was now, trying to help this sickly centaur, with his minimal medicine skills. Thankfully he had managed to research some just a day ago. So it was easier for him to eliminate what would not work, and use what could. And he definitely hadn't expected to meet the prince's and their guard.

"Ah, it would probably be best to get him a bed at the tavern, and then get him something to eat afterwards, however too much might, erm what's the term, oh right, upset his stomach, and make his situation worse. After that, a diet will be best to put him on, for the longterm, and making sure he sticks to it is important as well." And Logan was rambling again. Coughing to distract from his thoughts, he barely remembered to add, "but taking him to an actual healer would probably work wonders, and they could tell you more than me." There was however something that was bugging Logan, he felt like he was being studied. Like the creatures in the college's nature observatory that he goes to. While normally Logan would even encourage being studied and used as an example for what to do, he did not enjoy being studied without his permission. Before he can start to look around, trying to find the source of whomever was studying him, the guard stops him.

The guard had an interesting appearance, as Logan had never seen scales on a human before, and one eye was that of a snake. He'd only ever heard of them. If Logan got permission, he would analyze that later.

"Will you help us get this centaur to a bed?" The guard asked, his voice silky smooth, and it felt like threads were being woven when he spoke too.

"Of course," with that both Logan and the Prince used the same spell, mage hand, to help carry the Centaur, with all four individuals picking up the centaur with their actual hands.

Once all of them were in the room the guard explained why he had stopped Logan from looking around. All about the stalking by a creature or individual, and how the guard couldn't manage to find any proof, but the feeling was there. And how the only way to stop whoever was stalking them was to let them get as close as possible, without letting their guard down. Also, Logan now knew and had permission to call them all by their names.

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Paranoia was pissed, first of all, of course the tavern that they all go in through is a No Changelings Allowed tavern. One of the one's that meant it and had a way of magically taking down a changeling's disguise through the front entrance. Next, now they have more creature's that Paranoia has to get around. Thankfully the room they got had a window, so he could sneak in. Unthankfully it was on the second floors, so Paranoia would have to climb to get in. So he waited until night, and when the moon was highest in the sky, he would sneak in and steal the crown and bow. As he quietly got in the room, he looked around, and everyone seemed to be asleep. Finding the Crown Prince's bag, it was more extra than he expected; red, with golden jewels glinting in the moonlight, Paranoia looked through it, and found the crown. Right after putting it in his pocket, and before he could turn around, he felt the tip of a sharp weapon, probably a sword, lightly pressed against his back.

"And just what do you think you're doing?"

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pleasedonthurtcjstar · 2 years

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Her.

#photo edit #fem!remus #fem!sides #remus sanders #sanders sides #fem sides #female remus

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brandstifter-sys · 11 months

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Violets

For @dukexietyweek Day 1: Tattoo Shop/Florist (Ao3) (login required)

Word Count: 1261

Characters: fem Virgil (Violetta), fem Remus (Reina)

Rating: T

Warnings: Trans fem Remus, Genderbend, genderfuckery, miscommunication, mild sexual themes

Vi is just an average florist, working a job she doesn't like, but it's worth the frustration because of the tattoo artist across the street. Reina is confident and apologetically trans, why wouldn't Vi have feelings for her? But when Reina comes in to order a bouquet of flowers so she can ask someone out, Vi is heartbroken. If only she knew just who was getting those flowers.

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If there was one thing Violetta hated in her life, it was her job. She was fine with flowers, but she was so done with the people buying them. Someone is sick or dying, someone forgot their anniversary, bridezillas demanding the very best for their "special day," cheaters trying to make up for being scum—she hated working with those people. And she hated the people who tried to flirt with her on the clock.

It was an average Tuesday and business was slow as usual. Vi was scrolling through her phone, finished with cleaning and stocking. She was happy to have some quiet time and roll up her sleeves.

So she had to keep her arms covered at work because of her ink. Her boss was a little old man with some old fashioned ideas about professional appearance. He and his husband were absolutely wonderful beside that one detail, so Vi didn't complain.

She was considering adding more detail to her arms later. She was happy with the black angular vines creeping down her forearms and the fluttering burning rose petals dancing around them. But she wanted to add some webs and thorns. And she knew exactly who she wanted to do it.

Her mind wandered to the tattoo artist across the street. She was so bold and fearless, proud to let her freak flag fly. She was so energetic and friendly, gorgeous and strong. Vi had no idea how to talk to her without making a fool of herself.

"Hello!" a familiar, nasally voice pulled her out of her trance. Vi put away her phone and looked up at the customer. She knew that mustachioed grin immediately.

"He—Hey Reina," Vi stammered and hid her face behind her hair. Reina giggled and flipped her wavy dark curls over her bare shoulders.

"I didn't know you had ink! It's so cool!"

"Uh, thanks," Vi said softly and rubbed her neck, "What brings you here?

"I need your help," Reina gasped and shimmied, drawing attention to her muscular tits.

"With what?"

"I need the perfect bouquet to ask a total babe out, and you would have to know the perfect flowers for her!" Reina beamed. She didn't seem to notice Vi's heart breaking.

Violetta pulled her sleeves down and cracked her neck. She could do this.

"So what are you thinking, something big and dramatic?"

"No, she's pretty subtle, except when she smiles—I would rip off my bike shorts and corset in an instant if she told me to while wearing that grin!" Reina gushed and squished her cheeks.

Violetta bristled but tried to keep her feelings out of her work. Whoever made Reina this giddy had to be special and incredible.

"So, a subtle way to ask her out—You'd probably want morning glories, white jasmines, pink camellias," Vi said and grabbed a notepad to write down the order.

"What would you want in that kind of bouquet?" Reina pressed and wiggled her mustache.

"Me? Uh, I kinda ignore flower language, but I would probably want to get purple hyacinths, irises, and violets. Pretty much anything purple."

"Gimme a small bouquet of all of those!" Reina gasped and bounced on her heels.

"How soon do you need it?" Vi asked and wrote down her order.

"How soon can old Vince make it?" Reina asked with the excitement of a puppy. Vi could make it and have it ready by the end of her shift. Vince had a lot to do.

"It can be ready by 3."

"Sweet! I'll be back by then! Thanks Vi!" Reina giggled and skipped off, making Vi regret waking up that morning.

Of course she was going to regret it a lot more when the next customer came into the shop.

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Reina was thrilled when she clocked out and skipped into the flower shop. The curvaceous chubby violet wasn't at the counter, but that was okay! Old Vince was there and the humble bouquet was just waiting for her.

"Hey Vinny!" she cheered and skipped up to the counter, "I have an order to pick up!"

The old man chuckled at her hype and picked up the purple bouquet.

"Is this for who I think it's for?" Vince hummed knowingly. Reina beamed and nodded.

"Then it's on the house. She'll be out any minute."

"Really? You're the best Vinny!"

"It's free if she accepts it."

"I hope she does! She's so pretty and hot and I want to worship her butt and cuddle under the stars! God I hope she's into genderfuck trans women!" Reina gushed, unaware that Vi was trying to sneak past with her hood up.

"See you tomorrow Vi," Vince called to her. Vi turned to him and waved. Reina saw her runny eyeliner and immediately marched up to her, bouquet in hand.

"Who do I need to fight?" she asked and grabbed Vi's shoulders. Her eyes were so red and puffy.

Vi pulled away and shook her head. Reina didn't need to know why she was crying. It was mainly because of that bouquet.

"It's nothing—just another bridezilla. You don't have to worry about me. Go ask your girl out. Cut flowers don't last forever," she said and hurried out the door.

Reina hurried after her.

"Vi, wait!" Reina gasped and nearly barreled into her on the sidewalk.

"What the hell?!" Vi snapped as she regained her balance.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm trying to ask you out. I can't even ask if you leave!" Reina giggled with an adorable blush on her cheeks.

"Me?"

"Yeah! I really like you and I know I'm not the most feminine woman so I understand if you aren't interested in—"

"Are you telling me I made a bouquet for me?" Vi scoffed incredulously.

"I thought I said I wanted Vinny to make it," Reina pouted, "So you wouldn't have to make your own bouquet."

"And you're sure you want to ask me out? You have to have other options."

"How many options do you think I have?" Reina giggled, "I’m a genderfuck trans woman who won’t take any shit about being the right kind of trans!”

“Still.”

“If you want to say no, I won’t be mad at you, I won’t take it too bad,” Reina sighed, “I’m not trying to force anything or hurt you.”

Vi bit her lip and took a deep breath. She could do this, even if she was hesitant. She wanted this.

“Ree,” she said and stood on her toes to kiss her cheek, “You wanna come over and get take out? We can marathon Halloween and cuddle.”

“Should I go home and get comfy clothes?”

“No, I have some stuff that should fit you. And if you tear the sleeves, I don’t mind,” Vi shrugged, “I kinda like the idea of having a buff girlfriend.” And then she squeaked as Ree scooped her up, holding her by the thighs.

“If you just want me to go shirtless, you can say so!” she giggled as Vi hid her face in her shoulder, “I won’t stop you from freeing the tiddy!”

“Ree, put me down,” Vi huffed, “People are staring.”

Reina kissed her head and gently set her on her feet. Vi grabbed her hand and led her toward her apartment.

“And maybe if you want, I can show you the rest of my ink,” Vi suggested. Reina would be thrilled to take her up on that offer, but she was happy just to hold her hand and call Vi her big tiddy goth girlfriend. Even if the flowers did nothing to get them there.

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