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loganslowdown4 · 1 year
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Janus: What are you writing?
Remus: The lights have requested a list of the weapons I have in my arsenal.
Janus: *reading over Remus’ shoulder* This just says ‘fuck around and find out’ in calligraphy.
Remus: Roman isn’t the only one who can spew poetry, Jan.
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aidensm8 · 2 years
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Quick little incorrect quote inspired from a recent interaction with friends. Especially @what-aboutno 's quote about us lmao
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theycallmeaspen · 1 year
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*In art class, drawing stickmen*
Janus: Hmm, which dictator's face should I draw on mine?
Remus: I'm drawing my favourite communist dictator, Hatsune Miku
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dystopiagnome · 2 years
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Your honor, they’re my emotional support assholes.
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Parenting styles
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A Mask
Thanks to @januskin for the inspiration.
Janus paused, staring a moment at human skin on the back of his right hand and the faint blue lines pulsating beneath the skin. It was sharp contrast to the olive-y scales that covered the other half of his body. He sighed glanced away for a moment before taking another breath and going back to peeling the loosen scales from his middle arm.
"Whatcha thinkin' about, Jan-Jan?"
Janus half glanced over his shoulder to where Remus sat, dutifully avoiding eye contact and carefully peeling Janus's back. "Nothing," he answered.
"Good thing you're not wearing pants," Remus taunted. "They'd have gone up in flames with that one!"
Janus sighed. "Remus-"
"I'm just saying no one sighs 15 times in 20 minutes and not have something on their mind. Hold still, let me get behind your ear."
Janus sighed yet again and let Remus pushed his head down to clear away the shed skin there. "No, I suppose they don't."
"You can tell me to stick a sock in, but I know you better than to believe you when you say nothing's wrong, Janus."
He almost sighed again, but stopped himself. He didn't want to add to Remus's count. "Since when are you so insightful?" He questioned, a biting edge to his voice. A hand rubbed up and down his spine, and Janus tilted sideways, knowing Remus would catch him.
"We both know the answer to that," Remus answered softly. "What's wrong, Jan-Jan?"
"You're going to make fun of me."
"I'm gonna make fun of you whether you tell me or not, you little tree snake. Might as well spill the beans."
Janus chuckled faintly, his head still rested on Remus shoulder. "I suppose that's true. I don't like my skin. And it's bothering me more tonight than usual."
"Well, that makes sense. You're shedding-"
"No. The human skin. I don't like the human skin. It feels...wrong. Like an ill fitting costume." He tilted one of his left hands back and forth on the dim light of the cave and watched the light dance across the slightly iridescent scales. "These are beautiful. This?" He held up a right hand next to it. "This dull. It's like a mask I didn't want to be given. It's constraining. I don't like it."
"I do," Remus replied. "I like both sides of you."
"Of course you do. You're my best friend, you're obligated to say those sorts if things."
"I'm also not a liar," Remus retorted with a smirk. "When have I ever done any of that softening the truth for other people's feelings?"
Janus smiled faintly. "Fair enough, I suppose."
Remus kissed his head. "You ready for me to skin for face?"
Janus rolled his eyes. "So much for that touching moment."
Remus giggled and lightly jabbed Janus in the ribs. "Lay down so I can pull your eye out too."
Janus scowled. "I'm so glad I have such a thoughtful friend to help me with this uncomfortable experience," he deadpanned and laid down with his head in Remus lap.
"Lucky too!" Remus chirped "Now hold still, Two-Face."
Janus closed his eyes and tried not to think as Remus peeled back a layer of scales and use scissors to carefully separate it from his human skin. Deep in his chest there was an ache and he wished the scissors were not necessary. The unpleasant snipping sound aside, it would just be better if all of him was scaled. Perhaps it would look monstrous to some, but to him, they were beautiful.
It wasn't that he saw the human half of himself as ugly, he was very fond of his similarities to his Whole, but perhaps it was the distance that Thomas had put between them that made it feel...like those features didn't truly belong to him.
The thought made him frown. He didn't want to lose his scales if Thomas accepted him. To Janus his scales were a reflection of his purpose, his human side was a disguise of it. He loved Thomas and loved his connection to him, but the human half of his face, the side that looked most like Thomas, was uncomfortable to look at some days. Janus sighed. He doubted it was something he'd every fully be able to put into words.
He opened his eyes, suddenly noticing the lack of the sound of scissors. Remus looked on him with a gentle expression.
"Just waiting for you to be ready for your eye."
"What would I do without you?"
"You're clever enough, you'd figure something out. Or. Yknow, just get infected shed build up and have to find someone else to skin you. Ready?"
"Not really, but if I must be."
Remus carefully held Janus's eye open by the outer edge and found the edge of the eye cap on inner corner and peeled it out with practiced ease.
Janus let out the breath he'd been holding in his chest and Remus thumbed little circles on his temple.
"You okay, little snake?"
Janus nodded. "Thank you for taking care of me."
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Janus: Sorry it took so long to bail you out of jail.  Remus: No, it was my fault. I shouldn't have used my phone call to prank call the police station.
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shsl-fander · 2 years
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The sides as heartstopper interview moments bc im so normal about both heartstopper and sanders sides and they totally aren't my probably hyperfixations or anything/s
Anyways
Logan: I mean you could just start singing it without jumping on a table-
Roman: well then whats the point?
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Roman: Yes, Logan is a very intelligent-
Logan: always right
Roman:
Roman: well I wouldn't say THAT
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Roman: yeah it is actually really adorable but I think thats because of me I just made him giggle like that
Patton: ....
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"Who's most likely to steal something from set?"
Janus: I mean I did
Remus : So did I!
Janus : ARE WE THE DRAMA??
Remus: yep! Go on, expose yourself :)
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Roman: Logan's the type of person to go Sir we were supposed to have homework today
Logan: NO. NO I AM NOT THAT-
Roman: SIR SIR WE WERE SUPPOSED TO HAVE HOMEWORK
Logan: I AM NOT THAT
Roman: I think he is that :)
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Roman: London just naturally calls to me!
Virgil: pfft- that is the most dramatic thing I have ever heard
Roman: shut up!
Virgil, in a dramatic voice: IT CALLS TO ME
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Roman: Patton's such a wonderful person and an amazing actor and it was really nice to have a little scene with him and you know not have to sit next to Logan for ONCE
Logan: he's really nice to me honestly
Roman: :)
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darth-does-stuff · 2 years
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*remus discussing with janus about what they should call themselves’
remus: queer platonic partners sounds too mushy.
remus: i much prefer the term ‘partners in crime’
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mythrianalpha · 1 year
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Shoutout to fever brain for giving me one of the funniest meet-cute-esque ideas. I think the context was Remus seeing a nervous Janus in Picani’s waiting room and trying to make him feel better, and Picani wondering why his next meeting hasn’t shown up despite being checked in. Totally works if ‘too incredulous to feel anxiety’ counts as a success, though I imagine most initial interactions with remus feel like getting hit with a frying pan.
“Everything alright out here?”
“We locked eyes and he saw the truth. He simply could not handle his own accursed swaglessness in the face of my fly vibes. That’s okay though; the true swag is all the branded shit we’re gonna steal from the mall at 5.”
“Did you just call me fucking swagless and invite me shoplifting?”
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loganslowdown4 · 8 months
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Remus: *sighs*
Janus: What’s wrong, Ree?
Remus: Virgil is bullying me.
Janus: Ok, finish this sentence. Sticks and stones may break my bones...
Remus: ...but chains and whips excite me!
Janus:
Remus: What? Is that not how it goes?
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uh-e-rinnie · 2 years
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I have more! Janus doesn’t buy pajamas because he “isn’t giving money to the capitalistic corporations who tell him he needs to wear something to bed, when no one is going to see him”, so instead he just sleeps in T-shirts he steals from Remus. Sometimes Remus tries to take them back, but miraculously, they always end up back in Janus’ room. (I was going to say this one earlier, but I forgot it.)
slams fist into the ground cries in pain but also positively
he isn't going to give money to the capitalistic corporations who tell him he needs to wear something to bed, but he can always steal the bed wear that was received through the use of another's money which was given to the capitalistic corporations who tell them they need to wear something to bed.
love that for him.
Also I can imagine Remus looking smug as fuck but also eventually it just goes to 'im never getting my clothes back aren't i' but i don't think someone like Remus really minds a lack of clothes shfssdfsdf
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theycallmeaspen · 1 year
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Remus: Because of pregnancy, the average number of skeletons per person is more than one
Janus: Remus, it's three in the FUCKING MORNING
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Janus and remus's dynamic when they were little was probably just like greg and rowley's from diary of a wimpy kid.
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Janus
But he has a Batman cape and tiny Virgil or Remus is always hiding in there
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I had the dumbest fucking idea and it's making me laugh so I needed to share it:
Janus hitting his head and then just lying there like "I'm a snake. I don't have arms or legs"
Jfnfnfbrj
The physicality of Sides was a weird thing to be sure, Remus noted. For the most part injuries occurring in the Mind Palace were easy for everyone to dismiss with the exception of himself and Roman, or occasionally if Thomas was hurt, Logan would also bear that injury until Thomas was healed.
He and Roman had had plenty of minor injuries over the years from rough housing around and play fighting, but nothing too sever. Well. There was that one time, not too long ago that Remus had burned his hands pretty badly... But that was different.
There were plenty of times he and Roman had also been injured within the bounds of the Imagination itself. In fact several of the daggers in Remus's desk drawer had come from being stabbed. Thankfully Roman had created a magic potion for those things. Well. Mostly anyway. With fewer complications than for them to heal on their own anyway.
Remus shook his head. The point was Sides were complicated in their physicality and their relationship to injury. Janus even more so. He had four whole arms that he kept folded up in some other dimension or other under his caplet and literally would go into shed with Thomas's self growth, even down to losing an eyecap scale despite having an actual eyelid.
Whatever level of Weird the Sides functioned on, Janus topped it by at least three degrees. But only three because Remus had been informed he had, in fact, had some Weird occurances with being injured.
Which was why Remus was fairly certain, despite no evidence of it being possible before, that Janus had a concussion.
Remus had burst into Janus's room after a loud crashing noise disrupted his charcoal art session and had found Janus lying flat on his stomach on the floor, a brach from his basking tree lying nearby.
Which had all led the Duke to this particular moment of his life, staring at the wall trying to process what his friend, whom he has always considered to be very smart and clever, had just told him.
"I- Okay." Remus shook his head and glanced back down at Janus who had not moved a single inch. "Say that again?"
"I can't get up. I'm a snake, Remus, I haven't got any arms or legs."
The Duke nodded. "Mhm. Okay. That- I did hear you right. Okay. Um. Jan, last time I counted you have six arms and two legs."
"I'm not a spider!" Janus objected indignantly, raising his head to glare at Remus. "I'm snake."
Remus sat on his heels in front of Janus and gently cupped Janus's face in his hands. There was a deep purple bruise over Janus's left brow, giving his scale a sickly color. "Janus, what you are is an idiot. C'mon, Snakeboi, let's get you to bed."
Remus gently pushed Janus up onto his knees and peeled him off the floor before depositing Janus into bed and tucking him in.
Janus curled in the fetal position under the warmth of his heated blanket. He hissed when something cold touched his face.
"Don't hiss at me, you goon!" Remus scolded. "Hold still you have a bruise. This is gonna help you feel better."
Janus scowled but let Remus gently hold the soft ice pack to his throbbing temple.
"Relax, Jan," Remus advised. He rubbed up and down Janus's spine, trying to get Janus to do just that. "You'll remember about your limbs eventually and then you'll feel really stupid."
"I'm not a spider," Janua said again, more plaintively this time. "I'm not."
"No, you're not a spider," Remus assured. "You're just a little concussed. I'll take care of you, Jan, don't worry. And after you're all better, I'll help you build a stronger tree to hang out in. How's that sound?"
"Mangrove snakes are arboreal," Janus answered.
"I know, Jan-Jan. I'll make you a new tree, I promise. I'll even put a hammock up there for you, how's that sound?"
"I like that idea."
Remus snickered and kissed Janus's bruise face. "Get some rest, Jan"
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