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emoprincey · 11 months

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Dukexiety week - tattoo/florist

Author’s note: Here’s my submission for @dukexietyweek, I used the day one prompt tattoo/florist.

Writing taglist: @iclaimedtobethebetterbard

Word count: 798

“Are you sure about this?” Virgil asked, for the fifth time that day. He was wringing his hands as the two of them walked down the street to the tattoo parlour. “It’s just something I sketched, I’m nowhere near as good as a professional artist.”

Remus caught one of his hands, starting to swing it between them as they walked. “V, babe, you’re an amazing artist, you know I love your work. And I love you, there’s nobody I’d rather have design a tattoo for me.”

“Sap,” Virgil scoffed, hiding his face behind his hoodie sleeve, but Remus could see him blushing. “Hey, is this the place?”

Remus looked up at the shop they were passing. It was indeed Remy’s tattoo parlour, the windows filled with designs that his friend had drawn. “It is, come on! Remy will be excited to meet you!”

“I’ll be with you in a minute, babes,” Remy’s voice called when the two of them entered the shop, and Remus glimpsed his friend through the doorway to the back room, their head titled back to down the last of their coffee.

While they waited, Remus caught Virgil looking wistfully around at the tattoo designs Remy had tacked up on the walls. “Fancy one of your own? We could get some matching ones!”

Virgil snorted. “Yeah, right. Like I’m letting a massive needle anywhere near me,” he said, then he paused. “I’m sure this’ll work out great for you, though.”

Remus chuckled. “You don’t have to comfort me, baby, I’ve been here enough times before.”

“That’s true, Remus has been one of my best customers through the years,” Remy said when they finally emerged from the back room.

“Oh, you’re too kind,” Remus laughed.

“You want this on your forearm, right? As much as I appreciate your attempts to bring back some of the worst parts of ‘80s fashion, I’m gonna need you to take those off,” Remy said, gesturing to Remus’ neon green arm-warmers.

Remus let out his best offended gasp as he peeled off the arm-warmer on his left forearm to reveal the tattoo he’d been keeping covered since Virgil came out as trans a few weeks ago. He’d gotten the original tattoo pretty early on in their courtship – his twin brother Roman, who’d been through his fair share of heartbreaks and gotten a few tattoos of his own removed, had warned Remus that he might regret it, but Remus was happy to discover he’d been right when he decided Virgil was the one for him after only two months of dating. The tattoo was a pretty simple design, of Virgil’s birth name in a nice stylised font, surrounded by purple flowers.

“And the design for the cover-up?” Remy prompted.

Remus nodded, and took the paper Virgil had sketched the new design onto out of his pocket. Somehow, he’d managed not to get it too badly creased, leaving Virgil’s drawing intact and perfectly legible.

Remus had discussed the tattoo with Remy beforehand, and sent them a picture of Virgil’s sketch, but Remy still let out a low whistle when Remus handed it to them. “Damn, Virge, this is good! I should get you to sketch up some designs for the shop sometime.”

Virgil ducked his head the way he always did when he received compliments, but Remus could tell he was pleased with the attention. He’d worked hard on the redesign for Remus’ tattoo. He’d made sure to keep most of the basic shapes the same to make it easier on Remy, incorporating his chosen name with a few embellishments into the flower design.

“Yeah, I can work with this,” Remy said, holding the paper against Remus’ arm. “Sit down, you know what to do. We can get through this today, easy.”

Remus sat down in the chair next to Remy’s tattoo machine, and Remy sketched the new design on areas he’d need to change. Virgil sat in a chair nearby. Despite his aversion to getting a tattoo himself, he seemed curious about what was going on, and asked Remy a couple of questions about the process.

The tattoo took a couple of hours, along with a few breaks – shorter than most tattoos Remus had gotten.

When it was finally done, Remy wiped Remus’ arm clean. “What do you think?”

Remus looked down at the fresh tattoo of Virgil’s name, surrounded by purple flowers with added vines that looped around the letters.

“Yeah, it’s perfect,” Remus said, hoping how choked his voice was wouldn’t show, and tilted his arm to let Virgil see.

Virgil peered at the tattoo, a grin forming on his face. “That’s... that’s amazing. God, I’m still not used to seeing my name written down.”

“Well, you’re gonna see this a lot more often now,” Remus said with a smile.

#sanders sides #remus sanders #virgil sanders #ts remy #ts remus #ts virgil #trans virgil #nonbinary remy #:)#probably very inaccurate depiction of how tattoos work tbh #dukexiety

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cyberramble · 2 years

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Splatter Zone

Day 3; Decapitation (Remy/Sleep)

(TWs - Decapitation, blood)

Whistling, Remy strolled through the village on Remus's side of the imagination. Contrary to what most of the side's believe, Remy wasn't closer to being a light side as a non-side, nim was much more like the darks. Nim was actually quite a popular person in the village, so everyone usually greeted nim but not today, everyone was rushing to get a good spot for today's execution.

Actually, Remy was going to the execution as well but nim didn't care about a good spot. Today was the executioner's choice of victim, a rare once in two years event. Definitely not something the caffeine addict was going to miss, usually nim knows who's going to get killed because Remus picks so it was quite a thrilling time. Remy watched as old houses passed, grungy grass dying off to the side. Nim just loved the dark atmosphere. It always makes execution days better.

The sleep side settled into a chair off to the side which was reserved for nim and took of nims sunglasses, folding them and putting them in nims shirt. Sunglasses always helped nim but for these days they just get in the way of the view. Remy watched as the executioner get up on the stage. This executioner has been around for years, they’ve been here since the start of the village actually but no one, not even Remus, knew their identity.

Everyone cheered for them, Remy may even dare say they were more popular than nim and Remus. Remy joined in with the cheering and for just a second the executioner and nim almost locked eyes, except a mystery hood always stood in the way. Before the show starts, people liked to do stuff on stage as the executioner stands off to the side, the opposite side of Remy unfortunately. Speaking of the caffeine addict, nim always liked to recall the executions, quite a few didn't have reason behind them but just for the sake of fun. Where Remy sat was nicknamed "the splash zone" which is where most of the blood gets to.

A call of attention got Remy to snap back into focus, it was Remus alerting nim that the executioner was calling nim over, for some odd reason. Nim stumbled over to them, curios to see what they want. Maybe there was an issue. All that happened though was Remy getting thrown onto the chopping block, apparently nim was the executioners choice, nim didn't care though. Remy didn't care because the only type of people that could actually kill nim was another side or a real person and all the people in the village were fake. Peacefully, nim raise nims head because that was how the executioner and crowd prefers it, more of a chance to get the corpse's head.

The sharp glint of the bloodied axe put nerves in nims body, its not like this is the first time Remy has died but a gut feeling was throwing nim off. That was when nim finally caught a look into the executioner's gase, which finally revealed bright blue eyes with heart pupils. Out of all sides Remy dies to and it's morality?!

That was when the axe finally swung down, dull blade digging through a good quarter of nims neck, not enough to fully chop it off. So the axe had to come down again, and again, and again before the pure agony was over. At this point in time the crowd was overwhelming loud, this was one of the goriest executions in the village's history. It seemed a good few rows at the front were covered with blood

Somewhat gentle hand dug into Remy's hair, pulling up nims decapitated head in a victory stance. Patton had gotten away with pretend for a good few decades by now.

#sanders sides #patton sanders #thomas sanders #Unsympathetic Patton #Goretober 2022 #fanfiction #tw decapitation #tw blood #Victim Remy #nonbinary Patton #nonbinary Remy #Remy Sanders

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applejacks1552 · 5 months

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Gotta repost this fic now that the huge Nightcrawler/Mystique retcon is officially CANON! Excited to see Claremont's vision realized for these characters, even if it's not quite where my fic went with the idea.

Give Us Irene You Cowards

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transbookoftheday · 9 months

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The One True Me and You by Remi K. England

One small fandom convention. One teen beauty pageant. One meet cute waiting to happen.

Up and coming fanfic author Kaylee Beaumont is internally screaming at the chance to finally meet her fandom friends in real life and spend a weekend at GreatCon. She also has a side quest for the weekend:

Try out they/them pronouns to see how it feels Wear more masculine-presenting cosplay Kiss a girl for the first time

It’s… a lot, and Kay mostly wants to lie face down on the hotel floor. Especially when her hometown bully, Miss North Carolina, shows up in the very same hotel. But there’s this con-sponsored publishing contest, and the chance to meet her fandom idols… and then, there’s Teagan.

Pageant queen Teagan Miller (Miss Virginia) has her eye on the much-needed prize: the $25,000 scholarship awarded to the winner of the Miss Cosmic Teen USA pageant. She also has secrets:

She loves the dresses but hates the tiaras She’s a giant nerd for everything GreatCon She’s gay af

If Teagan can just keep herself wrapped up tight for one more weekend, she can claim the scholarship and go off to college out and proud. If she’s caught, she could lose everything she’s worked for. If her rival, Miss North Carolina, has anything to do with it, that’s exactly how it’ll go down.

When Teagan and Kay bump into one another the first night, sparks fly. Their connection is intense—as is their shared enemy. If they’re spotted, the safe space of the con will be shattered, and all their secrets will follow them home. The risks are great… but could the reward of embracing their true selves be worth it?

#the one true me and you #remi k. england #nonbinary #trans book of the day #trans books #queer books #bookblr #booklr

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fruitzbat · 10 months

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a happy fifth birthday to my bara tiddies!

(he/xe, butch lesbian)

#remy yells #also tattoo reveal ig #lesbian #transgender #nonbinary

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iamlivinginsideyourwalls · 2 years

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Happy pride month!!

Holy that's a lot of tags (fixed it because I used the wrong flag for one of them)

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lordoftheshrooms · 11 months

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Me and @star-girlz-world aka Remi made a colab art piece for pride month with our sonas

Remi's flags consist of the lesbian flag, nonbinary flag and aromantic flag

Mine(Mori) consist of the genderfluid flag, Omnisexual flag, polyamous flag, demiromantic flag and demisexual flag

#lesbian #nonbinary #aromantic #genderfluid #omnisexual #polyamory #demiromantic #demisexual #pride month #queer pride #pride #we are two gay asses #hiii Remi if you got this far :D #Remi #Mori #happy pride 🌈#merry pride🌈#digital art #artists on tumblr

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skyrem · 1 year

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hmmm 🤔 booba

#my art #fursona #furry #nonbinary #having Thoughts abt my body. is this technically vent art. maybe #i think calling the 'sona remy is a good medium between a new name and just. It Me #bc remy can be short for remedy but no one calls me that so! they can use it #idk if i love this piece but it is fun and cute and thats what matters

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maroon-poet · 9 months

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nonbinary, they/them, and probably sapphic

#melody piper #nonbinary #sapphic #ever after high #remie's posts

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sweetlilremi · 9 months

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my gender is both everything and nothing. love and hate. both rainbow and monochrome. it is something that not everyone understands nd im ok wiv dat :3

as far as i know, there is no term for dat yet, so until den, im just enby ^^

#✰remi’s kiddo stuff ✰#nonbinary #enby #gender #lgbtq #lgbtqia #lgbtq positivity #neopronouns #🏳️‍⚧️#🏳️‍🌈

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demisexualnathanvuornos · 1 year

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Canon Aces 218/?: Remy Brotz from Amanda DeWitt’s Aces Wild: a Heist (2022) art by @oblivionsdream

#remy brotz #aces wild a heist #amanda dewitt #oblivionsdream #nonbinary #asexual #canon aspec list #nocticola art

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bunthebunarts · 2 years

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Remi | Mascot Magical Girl

Remi is from Dreamland, another domain in the Realm of Memory. They're a very sleepy sheep, and the second oldest in the group. Because of their sleepy disposition and quiet demeanor, people usually think theyre hostile or unkind, but they're really just shy!! They're the kindest soul and care deeply for others.

Naptime is pivotal to their daily life, and if you cant find them, the safest bet is that they're somewhere quiet sleeping. On the team, theyre closest to Teddy, who initially reminded them of their favorite stuffed bear back home.

(Another little detail about them is that they have hooves that they wear special slippers for, and as a human, they adore wearing socks, since its not something they can usually wear. )

#bun arts #digital art #magical girl #nonbinary magical girl #oc: remi sheep #precious memory girls #magical girl oc #mahou shoujo #sheep furry #rainbows #dreams #purple and blue #stars and moons #clouds #sleepy aesthetic #im rlly proud of this one cuz they r so cute #but that background okay. i love it #pink

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brandstifter-sys · 2 years

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Pomp and Princes

Chapter 2: Knights of the Round (Ao3)

Word Count: 1247

Rating: T+

Characters: Virgil, Remy, Remus, Roman

Warnings: genderbend, fem!remy, ftm!virgil, nonbinary!remus, mtf!roman, mild sex mention

The night before he has to go on tour, Remy drags Virgil to her favorite duo’s final concert. And he just so happens to catch a certain performer’s attention

Virgil was really busy with work, taking on extra hours to stock shelves. He had to pay for a four month supply of his medication, his part of the rent for the next two months, and food. Remy was fine with handling the rent for the next year if he wanted her to, but Virgil insisted. It was a fun argument.

On top of all that, he had to learn twelve songs from sheet music. He recorded them when he had them down so he could listen to them while he worked. Remy got sick of hearing them over and over, but she didn't complain. Virgil was a fast learner and he was going to be awesome. But he needed to get out and live a little.

That's why he was here, front row, by the stage, waiting for the final act with his headphones in. Remy was shaking with excitement, staring at the stage with stars in her eyes. She never did find anyone else to go with her, which meant Virgil was going to have to deal with a late night before his 5am trip. The trunk was packed up with his stuff so that was one less thing to worry about. And Remy only wanted to worry about one thing.

"Virgie can you believe—? We're gonna get to see them so close! And then we get to meet them! Roma and Remus! I'm gonna lose it!" she squealed, aware that she was talking to the air. She didn't mind, she was too busy wondering what the "princes" were up to…

"Call time in three!" a man in a polo and khakis shouted as the twins adjusted their costumes.

"Our last show together," Roma said with a smirk, "Ready?"

"Me?" Remus asked and wiggled his mustache in thought while he adjusted his collar, "I'm ready for my next tour! Jay got a band together real quick, and he said they're not cis."

"Not even you!"

"I'm a marvelous maverique boy and I am going to rock the world! Without dressing like a gay hairdresser on Halloween!"

"Just make it through tonight," Roma said with a sad smile, "And you better send pics of all the places you get to see while I'm stuck in LA filming."

"You're not getting any pics of the people I screw!" Remus teased, making Roma's face scrunch up with disgust.

"Places!" the man in khakis shouted. It was time…

The dim lights in the house dimmed even further and a low hum rumbled from the speakers. Virgil paid it all no mind, but Remy was screaming and jumping as the stage backdrop lit up red and green and two spotlights landed center stage on dense fog.

"Ladies, Lords, and Non-binary Royalty!" A voice boomed over the speakers, it was a recording of the twins' voices merged to sound like one person but it didn't work too well. The crowd erupted into cheers as ten backup dancers skipped on stage, dressed in fairytale clothes.

"Your wait is over!" the voice boomed over the music that was picking up. The dancers on stage moved fluidly with the beat while the crowd lost its cool.

"Oh my god, Virgie! They're starting with 'No Holding Back' I can't even!" Remy squealed, only to find Virgil still listening to his playlist—emo song, song he had to learn, emo song, song he had to learn, and so on. He was just jamming with his eyes closed, so Remy could still live if she pulled an earbud out to gush. But she didn't want to lose her hand.

Remy didn't bother worrying about her friend, not when the duo of the evening rose up in the middle of the stage.

Roma and Remus shared a look when the platform stopped and grinned. It was showtime! They strode forward, in sync, past the dancers and to the front of the stage. The crowd went absolutely apeshit! But a certain person in the front row caught Remus' attention as he performed.

Virgil was too busy to care about the uproar. He was lounging in his seat, mimicking how to move his fingers on the frets for his gig. He didn't notice Remy losing her mind and squealing because Remus was looking their way, more than just once.

Truth be told, Remus was confused, there were so many people who wanted to see Pomp and Princes, so many people who would kill for a ticket, and yet someone who didn't want to pay any attention to the performance was seated in the most expensive seats! And he wasn't even a parent! He was lucky that the oddity wasn't throwing him off—just the guy's hotness.

Roma was good at subtly keeping him on track through their entire set list, and she did a lot more talking between songs, which Remus was fine with. He was tired and sweaty and he wanted to get out of his costume and find that Gerard Way-looking hottie in the hoodie before he left.

"Thank you so much for your support and applause!" Roma said after the second last song, "This is as you know, our last performance!" A discontented rumble reached them from the crowd.

"I know, I know," Remus sighed, "But we're ogre it! We have to move forward. So for our last song, let's make it count. If you know the words, sing along!"

"Where have all the good men gone and where are all the guards?" Roma sang acapella, "Where's the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising wars?"

"Isn't there a dark knight, upon a fiery steed? Late at night, I toss and I turn and I dream of what I need!" Remus continued, butchering the lyrics. The crowd went nuts again, everyone shouting at the top of their lungs, one phrase took over the venue:

"Hit it!"

The music started, rising in a crescendo just like the cheers from the crowd. The backup dancers were in full swing and the twins pulled their prop swords from their belts. What kind of princes wouldn't have a staged sword fight!?

By this point, Virgil's ipod had died and he was not about to waste his phone battery. He lazily glanced at Remy, who was standing up and flipping out, and then to the stage.

How those two managed to keep singing in key and in time and then sparring like in the Princess Bride, and then back was beyond him. He was impressed, sure, but he wanted to get out of there and out of his binder, and maybe hit up the nearest diner with Remy. He didn't expect to get any sleep that night anyway.

"I need a hero!" Roma sang the last line of the song and fell to her knees. Remus was a few feet in front of her, and he charged, prop sword drawn. He leapt onto the air and flipped over Roma while the pyrotechnics near the back of the stage went off, silhouetting the duo. Remus stuck the landing holding his sword in the air with one hand on his hip. The crowd lost it and then the lights went out.

"Holy shit! Virgie!" Remy screamed and grabbed her friend by the shoulders, "That was like so epic!—Ohemgee, get up! We're going backstage right now!" Virgil pushed her back and got up, rolling his neck with a satisfying pop.

"Let's get this over with," he sighed. Remy was too happy to really dampen her mood.

I update this on Ao3 faster than here fyi

#sanders sides #virgil sanders #remy sanders #ftm!virgil #fem!remy #remus sanders #nonbinary!remus #roman sanders #mtf!roman #genderbend #eventual dukexiety #sex mention tw #pomp and princes au #sandyscribed

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libraryleopard · 2 years

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Adult epic fantasy with vampires

A vampire hunter reluctantly teams up with a pair of vampire aristocrats to investigate a mysterious plague sweeping the land and finds himself grappling with uncovering a conspiracy and his growing attraction to the vampires

Political intrigue, action, terrifying monsters, and snarky dialogue

Also explores trauma and

Recommended for fans of Castlevania or people who though the Briarwoods in Vox Machina were hot

Polyamorous romance

Filipino, bisexual (and I think nonbinary?) protagonist