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reseaseo · 1 year
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Riptide
Pairing: Romantic Roceit (Roman x Janus)
Summary: Roman, feeling lost and uncertain about the future of his career, goes on a soul-searching trip in a small tropical island in Southeast Asia alone. A few days later, he asks Janus to come over too.
Notes: A short, multi-chapter fic (completed) about falling out of love with one's passion, feelings of worthlessness, and the quiet comprehending that if the future really is uncertain, you must cling onto the things that choose to stay.
Preview:
Roman recoils. Janus had been too tired last night to demand answers but now that the sun is up, Janus can clearly see it all laid in front of him and his heart bursts with everything he’s kept inside and unspoken. When the latter part of what Janus said hits Roman, it kills him, realizing how many days Janus had spent blaming himself. Roman scrambles for words so that the silence doesn’t bleed all over this mess he’s made. He’ll rip the reconciliation out of his soul if he has to, just so he could circle Janus in a solid and safe embrace.
“I didn’t want to leave you,” Roman tells him with the same passion. He wants so badly for Janus to understand. “I just needed to leave… everything else. I wanted to figure things out on my own. I wanted—” He takes a moment, blinking back the tears that are threatening to come out. “I… don’t know what I wanted. I just knew you didn’t deserve me like this. I couldn’t burden you any longer than I’ve already had.”
Janus sighs, massaging his temple as his voice drips with sarcasm. “Well, that sounds like a perfectly reasonable explanation, I feel so much better.”
Roman sags against the table. This isn’t how he imagined their reunion in a beautiful tropical island would go. This was supposed to be the make-up, the movie moment where all is forgiven and everything feels good. But Roman wouldn’t have been able to fool himself into thinking that Janus would let him off so easily. Roman could say the same things over and over again and Janus would still pinpoint the flaws.
“I’m truly happy you came,” he professes quietly.
“You asked me to,” Janus replies after a pause, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. Then, inwardly pulling himself together, he snorts, “I’m sure you’ll make it up to me somehow in this island paradise.”
Roman managed a lopsided smile. “True. I’ve planned out the next days for us.”
“Oh no,” Janus says flatly. Roman waits for Janus to tease him or make a joke out of his expense but it doesn’t come. He didn’t think that his selfish decision could hurt Janus this much.
“You had me really scared. You know that?” It was meant to sound stern, Roman thinks, but the audible tremble rises above the surface that Janus couldn’t even hide.
“I didn’t leave you,” Roman repeats and would gladly do so for however long he’ll have to work for absolution. “I never would. I never could. It’s always you—my home. I just needed to be here. And to be a complete wreck. And face it all alone. That doesn’t mean I didn’t want you with me. If I found that I was going to prolong my stay here, I had always planned to ask you to follow.”
It wasn’t much of an apology but it’s the closest thing to it that Roman knows Janus needed—an explanation, no matter how weak or vague.
Janus doesn’t reply and Roman decides that it’s okay. But when Roman rests his head on Janus’s shoulder, his hand splayed over Janus’s knee, he feels a warm palm rubbing circles in his skin, and he thinks that it’s enough for now.
Read it here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44346562/chapters/111527350
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ofdreamsandreality · 10 months
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Three Plus One
Chapter one
/AN: tumblr spaces it weird. Idk why sorry. Been a while since I posted, and instead of updating my current fics I had to make a new one oops. I also tend to update AO3 more often than here, sorry! I hope someone likes this because I have a lot of plot ideas to put into future chapters./
“Morning my loves.”
The warm greeting was accompanied by the sound of their front door opening and closing.
“Morning, Pat.”
“How was your run?”
Roman and Virgil were in the kitchen of their small duplex, busy cleaning up from their breakfast. Virgil handled the task of washing and Roman was drying.
“It was great.”
“And how many dogs did you see?” The question was asked with a smile.
“Seven. And I got to pet three of them.”
“Good for you. Did you stop at the cafe or do you want me to make you something to eat?”
“I went to the cafe. But thank you, Virgil.”
Patton walked over to both of his partners, giving them each a respective kiss to the cheek.
“Speaking of the cafe..I met someone.”
Virgil tensed and Roman turned around to face Patton. A shocked expression on his face. This was an unexpected announcement.
“You met someone?”
“Yeah. I mean I haven’t said anything to them or anything about liking them because obviously I want to talk to both of you first..” Patton replied, a nervous tint to his voice as he grabbed a bottle of water from their fridge.
“Wow. Okay. Yeah I’m open for discussion. Virgil?”
Virgil could feel both their eyes on him as he continued to wash the dishes. Doing something with his hands always helped him to think and process. So neither Patton nor Roman took offense and neither pushed for a response. That’s just how their partner was.
“You met someone.”
“Yes.”
“It’s only been a year.”
“I know.”
“…Okay.”
He wasn’t going to not give Patton this. So talk they shall.
Roman and Patton sat at their small kitchen table, while Virgil remained at the sink. His response had been simple but the other two understood it was approval for conversation to continue.
“Go on Pat.” Roman prompted.
“Okay. Alright. So he was at the cafe. I mean he usually is on Thursday’s. Not that I’ve been keeping track! But I noticed. And we’ve spoken to each other while in line a few times before. Just a hi and all. He always sits in the corner with a new book. But today we talked talked. Like a whole conversation.”
“What about? Is he attractive? What’s he like?”
Roman couldn’t help but be intrigued. Sure this wasn’t what he thought this morning was going to turn into but now he was kind of excited.
“Just about this morning mostly. But also about stuff we like. He told me about his book and I told him about the dogs I met. And I would say he is, he definitely stands out in a room. I think he’s good.
Roman of course would be interested. He always was a fanatic for romance. Not that Virgil would ever fault him for it. It was actually a trait that he loved.
But he had an uneasy feeling about this.
“So you want to date him.”
It wasn’t a question. Virgil could tell Patton was very excited about it.
“Well..yeah. Maybe. If he’d be interested. And only if both of you are okay with this. That’s why I want to talk. I think I’m ready for this.”
Virgil took a deep breath, finally turning around and leaning back against the sink, drying his hands with the towel.
“I’m not going to get in your way. If this is something you want then.. do it”
He wanted Patton to be happy.
“Roman?”
“What do you think he’s going to think of us?”
Roman’s question was valid in Virgil’s opinion. Not many people would approve of their kind of relationship.
“I don’t know. I’d have to explain it to him first. But he’s really nice so I don’t think it’ll be a problem.”
At least he truly hoped not.
“Can I meet him? Do you think..never mind.”
“No, tell me Roman. We don’t keep things in anymore.”
“This is your thing. He’s your interest. I just..”
Roman trailed off, running a hand through his floofy brown hair.
“Ro, are you interested in dating?”
“I don’t know. Maybe? But I don’t want to hijack your crush.”
“Why didn’t you say anything before?”
“I didn’t think it would be right. I mean..Virgil’s right. It’s only been a year…I didn’t want to push. Not..not that you’re doing that! I was just..you know…”
“Roman easy. Breathe.” Patton soothed, grabbing the others hand from his hair and holding it in both of his. Roman would go bald one day because of that habit of his.
“That’s why I’m talking to you both now. I don’t want to push either of you. I know this isn’t the easiest thing to hear. And probably the last thing either of you would want to talk about. I’m sorry for that. I..can’t help how I feel though.”
“We know that. You’re overflowing with love to give. And I love that about you. I just..be careful with this. Please? Tread lightly.”
“Of course I will. I promise.”
Patton smiled at Virgil, looking to Roman.
“You’ll tell him about us?”
“Definitely. And I’ll be sure to mention how handsome you are if he’s interested in being a part of our relationship.”
“Your relationship. I don’t want anything to do with it.” Virgil added firmly. “If you both are ready to move on then fine great, I’m happy for you. But I’m not. I can’t.” Not again.
“Virgil baby, look at us.”
He had his eyes prev fixated on the floor adjusted to look at Roman when he was asked to.
“We would never force you into something you’re not comfortable with.”
“I-I know I just..”
“It’s okay Vi. We know.”
Patton assured him. Reaching his hand out across the table.
Virgil exhaled and took the few steps needed to be able to take Patton’s hand.
“Okay.”
He trusted Patton and Roman with every fiber of his being. He would fully support their romantic endeavors. Even if he refused to be involved.
“If this doesn’t work out, I’m okay if you guys want to find someone else.“
“Thank you.”
“We appreciate that.”
“Yeah, good. Whatever. I have dishes to do. I’ve been abandoned. Left to do these chores all on my own.”
“I think you’re doing a fantastic job with that.” Roman quipped. Laughing as a hand towel was thrown his way, hitting him square in the face.
These two. They made Patton so extremely happy. He was lucky to have them.
They were all lucky to have each other.
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urlocal-cryptid7 · 3 months
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Say what you want about the sanders sides fandom but god damn do they know how to write fanfiction
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prodigal-explorer · 7 months
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sanders sides controversial opinions poll!
hi, guys! i've been in the sanders sides fandom for a few years now, and i've been really curious about where the majority of fans stand in terms of the most hot topics in the fandom right now. i made a nice little google form, and i'd love it if you guys filled it out with your opinions, anonymously, of course! there are no wrong answers, it's just opinions, and i want to know the real information, so don't worry about getting flamed or hated on because that's not going to happen!
also please reblog or send to your fander friends! i want this to reach as many interested people as possible!!
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transacewithapan · 3 months
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When someone recognizes your old and cringey writing:
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elliehase-blog · 2 months
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The Valentine's Surprise
It’s just a random day in February and Roman bursts through the door, bringing a blast of cold air from outside into Virgil’s room.
“We have a problem!”
“Hm,” Virgil replies without looking up from his book.
“It’s an emergency,” Roman says more emphatically.
Virgil lifts an eyebrow slightly. “Is the house on fire? Should I run for my life?”
“Much worse.”
Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Roman unceremoniously flop down on the armchair next to him, burying his face in his arms.
“We have no date for Valentine’s Day,” he says in a tone of voice in which other people say, ‘I only have six months to live’. “Why do I think of this so late every year? Why? Why is Valentine’s Day always so sudden?”
Virgil smirks behind the pages. “Yes, it’s hard to believe that they put it so spontaneously and completely arbitrarily on February the 14th again. Is it no longer possible to rely on anything in life?”
Roman fishes for a pillow and throws it in Virgil’s direction. “Not funny, Mister Sarcasm!”
It becomes more than clear that Roman, with all his pre-Valentine’s heartbreak, isn’t going anywhere else. Virgil struggles with himself for a moment before finally putting the book aside and turning to Roman.
“Why are you bothering me with this anyway? Patton seems to me the right side to contact for your problem.”
Roman sighs deeply and tragically. “No, it has to be you,” he confesses and comes finally to the point. “You’re the one who can push this problem into focus.”
‘Ah’ thinks Virgil, only mildly surprised. No one ever comes to him for advice. Especially not Roman.
“Listen, Princey, weren’t we all agreeing on not psyching ourself out over some day and instead celebrating love in all its forms?”
He knew that the topic would come up again, no matter how well Roman coped with the whole thing on the outside. You don’t have to be a genius to realize that his thoughts still revolve around Nico Flores and the unclear relationship.
“Ugh.” Roman sighs again. “It’s just…,” he starts to explain and his voice sounds husky, as if he had a cold. “I’m Thomas’s romantic side and I should do something, right? Valentine’s Day makes me sentimental, and I want to throw around grand gestures, but… What’s the point of embracing love if you never get anything back?”
That was too much of an exaggeration, even by Roman’s standards. Virgil would like to make a sarcastic remark again, but he can’t. Not when Roman looks like that, so worked up and hurt. It always causes a strange tug in his chest that he can’t quite explain.
“Wow, that’s a gloomy way of seeing it.” Virgil swings his legs over the edge of the couch and stands up. “Come on, you stayed already for too long in my room. Breathe, okay?”
Roman allows Virgil to grab him by the arm and carefully escort him out of this dark corner of the mind.
“Better?”
“Better,” Roman agrees, but still sounding a little helpless.
It’s unbearable.
“Okay, you know what, let me show you something.”
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Almost energetically, Virgil manoeuvres them in the direction of the stairs. It’s kind of surprising how little defensive Roman is about all of it. Usually, he is protesting and whining a lot more. For now, he just raises his arms in a questioning manner.
“Virge, what-” he stops abruptly. Roman has the widened, panicked gaze of a deer on the highway that suddenly and abruptly finds itself in the middle of the headlights of an approaching truck.
“Oh my goodness! Are you kidding me?! What’s… Why…?”
Virgil bites his lower lip, amused. “My pet spider wanted a friend, and you’re always into battling monsters, so…”
“No, no, no… No!”
“Isn’t this what you wanted? Unconditional, requited love.”
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Roman looks at Virgil, then at the spider and his tiny self, and finally back to Virgil again.
“You’re unbelievable.”
Virgil crosses his arms over his chest and shrugs. To be honest, he’s just a little smug about it. You can’t choose where Cupid’s arrow will land.
“What can I say, you make my spider feel special and awesome.”
The corners of Roman’s mouth twitch. It looks like a smile he’s suppressing. “I will tolerate this nonsense,” he says benevolently. “But it’s not at all solving my problem.”
Virgil should walk away now, leaving Roman behind with nothing but his self-doubts and fears. That’s at least what the old anxiety would do. Damn it, he is not the one who is usually comforting people! But then again… it’s all about family, right? At least, that’s what Patton would say.
“I can’t believe that I have to point it out.” Virgil sighs and feels a little uncomfortable all of a sudden. “Love always comes around for us when we least expect it. You don’t have to force anything, Roman. Accept and acknowledge what you already have. There’s a lot of affection in different ways and forms around you. You’re just not seeing it clear.”
It’s strange to have said it out loud after it’s been rumbling in his stomach like an ulcer. Strange and relieving at the same time.
Virgil clears his throat. Anyway, it’s not that he meant anyone specific. What matters is, that Roman’s face suddenly lights up with a warm, knowing smile. It makes Virgil feel a whole lot better too.
"I knew I could count on you," says Roman softly, and no one is commenting it.
💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️
I hope you enjoyed the small (not beta-read) story. I apologize in advance for any grammar or spelling mistakes my german brain wasn't seeing.
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the-bisexual-bitch · 10 days
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I need more analogical in the headspace. I don't want AUs, I want my two Little Autistic Guys shoved together in the brainspace because Virgil is having a Bad Time and none of the more 'emotional' sides are available (they were helping Thomas or something), so Logan helps. Or Virgil just SPECIFICALLY wants to be around Logan.
I need more of them being specifically described in the brainspace and looking different from Thomas. I need more of them being mildly upset that they don't look like themselves when they're helping Thomas.
I need more of the darksides and lightsides being basically two weird semi-funtional poly relationships.
I need more of Virgil having been in an unhealthy relationship with one of the Darksides and thinking he got away from them
I need more of Janus actually biting people and having venom.
I need more angst around Virgil feeling like he's a poser who's actually Bad and undeserving of the care given to by the Lightsides
I need more of Virgil not liking the phrases "Darkside" and "Lightside"
I need more of Virgil feeling infantilized by Patton and Patton struggling to get it
I need more long essays written about One Line to read and be convinced by.
(Please recommend fics, artists, tumblr accounts, etc.. I'm begging you.)
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lovelylogans · 8 months
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the parent trap
the masterpost
“So,” Remus says slowly. “If your Dad is my Dad…”
“...and your Pa is my Papa…”
Remus stares at the seam of the wedding photo, made whole again after more than a decade. His Pa, Patton, familiar with his cowboy-handsome, weather-beaten face and his dimpled grin and his big, calloused hand resting over his new husband’s, even if Remus has never seen him look this smitten ever. 
“And we’re both born on October 11… then, Roman. You and I are… like… brothers.”
And his Dad—Janus—smiling coyly, handsome in the way of magazine models, so completely a stranger to Remus with just this scrap of a photograph to serve as any way to know him, really know him. The way Roman knows him. The way Remus has been dying to know him all his life.
“Remus,” Roman breathes out, disbelieving. “We aren’t just brothers. We’re twins.”
Remus wonders, in a daze, if seeing the opposite life he could have had is as strange for Roman as it is for him… if they’d just been switched at birth, it’s the life Remus could have had, knowing his Dad instead of his Pa, but then…
But then it clicks.
“Roman,” he says, turning to grin at his brother—his brother! “I have a completely perfect, totally awesome idea!”
or: it's a parent trap AU for @tss-storytime with fanart by @tastic-in-its-finest!
warnings: pranks and practical jokes, smoking, drinking, brief mentions of underage drinking (in the context of a child trying a sip of wine), sibling rivalry and bonding, please let me know if i've missed any!
pairings: janus/patton, logan/virgil, brief patton/male oc
word count: 80k
notes: a few notes before we begin: first, thanks so much to morgan for their fanart for this fic!!! it's so cute, please like and reblog and do all that fun stuff!!! second, thanks to the folks over at the big bang for organizing this whole event—i know firsthand how complicated that can get, and you are so appreciated!!! this is technically a '90s au, but a '90s au in terms of the fashion and lack of social media/cell phones, not any of the homophobia. i hope you all enjoy!!!!
chapter one: prologue Across the world from each other, two very different families help two very similar boys pack their bags.
chapter two: welcome to camp walden! Welcome to what we like to think of as the most beautiful spot on God's green earth—Camp Walden.
chapter three: en garde The boys come to blows. (With practice épées, but in their minds, it’s equally as serious.)
chapter four: riposte The boys come to blows. (With words and stitching.)
chapter five: black card The boys come to blows. (With a temporary reversal of gravity, oodles of chocolate sauce, and finally, some semblance of adult interference.)
chapter six: isolation station The boys spend a great deal of their time considering coming to blows. Until suddenly, they don’t want to fight at all anymore.
chapter seven: operation augustus The realization of having an identical twin does quite a bit to spur some out-of-the-box levels of creativity.
chapter eight: let's get down to business! The boys begin to plot. Camp Walden trembles in fear.
chapter nine: to defeat… the family civil divisions of napa and london respectively! The boys plot. The world all over ought to be trembling in fear.
chapter ten: domine dirige nos Remus spends a great deal of time weighing the most British way to say hello. He’s going to have to repress throwing in a what’s all this then, guv’nor? the entire time.
chapter eleven: eureka! Roman spends a great deal of time weighing the most American way to say hello. He thinks he probably shouldn’t come right out of the gate with howdy, y’all!
chapter twelve: a wench in the works This absolutely was not in their multitude of blueprints!
chapter thirteen: riding is magic and friendship is power and love is everything to everyone Roman gets to meet his pony. He should, by all rights, be much more excited about it, but someone had to go and ruin it for him.
chapter fourteen: in which virgil attempts to hold a poker face (and fails miserably) Virgil curses being so observant.
chapter fifteen: all of my change spent on you Remus has a particularly fun run-in. Well. Fun for him.
chapter sixteen: so your sons have swapped places and are in foreign countries This particular subject was not covered in the parenting books.
chapter seventeen: hopped off the plane at lax with a dream of civil reconciliation with my ex-husband Remus plots. Grandfather aids and abets. Janus panics. Logan suffers them all.
chapter eighteen: small world and getting smaller Janus is officially the father of the two most troublesome twins in the galaxy.
chapter nineteen: you got me tripping, stumbling! sinking, fumbling! Patton makes a splash.
chapter twenty: the queen elizabeth the second the second The twins attempt to revive the past. The parents wish to change it.
chapter twenty-one: i said a boom chicka boom! Logan’s swept off his feet. As is Maddox, in an entirely different way.
chapter twenty-two: i said a boom GO TO YOUR ROOM The twins’ plots bear oh-so-satisfying fruit.
chapter twenty-three: where dreams have no end A hello, a goodbye.
chapter twenty-four: the concorde(ance) A goodbye, a hello.
chapter twenty-five: epilogue Two very similar boys help their two very different families assimilate into one.
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rinabirgul · 5 months
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pencilpat · 11 days
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I ALMOST FORGOT IT WAS DUKECEIT WEEK I AM FERAL! So! I've queued days 1-3 to post throughout today to make up for the lost time.
@dukeceit-week-2024
Here's day 1: sunflower/ocean! In which a selkie and a farmer care for each other greatly. There won't be a fic every single day but this one called to me. Janus is a harbor seal! The spots were chosen to mimic his scales hehe :)
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A boy lies barefoot on the jagged cliff rocks on the beach near his father’s home, listening to the choppy water slap itself onto them and spray him with the scent of salt. This water would drown a man instantly if he tried to swim it, carry him far below the waves to his watery grave. It’s very dangerous a spot. To a man, at least. He is waiting, watching, to see if his visitor will come to him today. As he gazes, far in the distance, he notices a small grey speck against the green of the water, observing him as well.
He sits up with a massive grin splitting his lips, his fingers clutching onto the gift he brought. No matter how much he trusts his visitor, his family has driven into him deeply the knowledge that you must always offer a gift to the fae to stay in their good graces. The grey, speckled coat of his visitor dives back beneath the waves, gone for a moment before surfacing right at the rockface. The seal barks at him, and the boy laughs with delight, waving vigorously. “Hi, hi! You came to see me again!”
The face of the seal splits in an invisible seam, and falls to the sides like a hood to reveal the speckled face of a man. “Hello, farmer boy,” he chirps at him, treading water the rest of the way to the rock before pulling himself up. His reddish hair is soaked through with brine, and he smells of pure ocean, of places that man will never go.
“Janus!” the boy proclaims as he scoots towards him, hesitantly reaching out to touch his shoulder, avoiding his coat entirely. “It’s gotten so cold lately, I thought for certain your kind went out with the seals to warm water, don’t they?” He brushes wind blown hair out of his own face with frustration, to which Janus reaches up and holds his hair back for him with a coy grin.
“I don’t share secrets of migration, Remus. One slip of your tongue and you’d have my kind hunted for sport even in our safest spots.”
Remus pouts at him visibly. “I wouldn’t do that! Don’t be silly!”
Janus laughs, showing off his mouth of very inhuman teeth, made to eat fish and oysters rather than the soft cooked vegetables and meats that Remus’s family consumes. “You’re a human, and they are very bad at slipping up. Both on rocks and with their words. That’s why my kind avoid you, or at least one cause.” Janus’s gaze is caught by something in Remus’s opposite hand, and his dark eyes fixate on the bright colour instantly with barely restrained interest. “What gift did you bring me?”
Remus’s smile widens even more, his eyes raking over Janus’s curious face with fondness. “It’s a flower! You remember the coral you brought me, the bright yellow stuff? This is almost the same colour, isn’t it?”
“It is…” Janus says, greedy hands reaching for it, only for Remus to swipe it away playfully. He jumps up and dances backwards across the rock towards the shore.
“Nope, not getting it that easy, seal boy!~” he shouts teasingly.
 Janus lets out an indignant huffing sound and stands, not chasing him outright but obviously following him across the rock and sand. “Farmer, just give me my gift! What is this?”
“We’re playing! Er, I know it’s not exactly how seals play but-“ Remus cuts himself off as Janus's eyes darken and glimmer, a grin breaking his lips apart.
“Oh, playing, huh?” He gets into a hunched pose as if he’s going to charge at Remus. “Get over here and I’ll drown your ass, ‘playing,’ c’mere!” And then he does charge him. Remus shrieks out a delighted laugh and begins running through the shallow water right at the sand, Janus’s sloshing footsteps right behind him. As they get closer and closer, Remus suddenly turns around on him and begins running towards him instead.
Janus yelps, but doesn’t have time to course correct in any way, so Remus catches him and swoops him up into the air in his arms, whooping victoriously and swinging him in a circle as Janus barks at him in surprise. “You idiot, put me down!” he laughs. “I’ll curse your entire bloodline for this, slaoiste!” Janus swears at him, jokingly beating at his back until Remus settles down and just holds him there in place, the two laughing together with locked eyes as the freezing ocean pelts their legs.
Remus sets his companion down again after a moment, clearing his throat awkwardly. “You can have it now, here,” he says, brushing back Janus’s hair and resting the flower on the top of his inhuman ear steadily. “There we go, beautiful.”
Janus smiles at him, a quite genuine one for once, reaching up to touch the petals and finding them to be incredibly delicate. He gazes over Remus sadly, huffing. “I do have to go for winter, to somewhere warmer. I won’t be able to come see you until at least spring.”
“You could stay here, with me! On land? That offer obviously will always stand, you know, right?” Remus tries to mask his sudden engulfing sadness with a hopeful smile, but Janus’s face only falls further.
“I can’t, Remus,” he says, subconsciously clutching on tightly to his coat. He knows Remus wouldn’t steal it by now, but every time Remus asks him to stay, the stories his people tell of the inescapable love spell fill his mind with fear. “I’m not a land creature. I don’t belong here, with you. At least not all of the time.” Janus looks at the ground to avoid the crushed face Remus makes at him. “I’m sorry.”
Remus shakes his head. “No, don’t be, please. I get it, you know?” No one wants me enough to stay forever, no matter what I do, he finishes the thought in his mind. He takes in a deep breath to steady himself. “You promise you’ll be back, in spring?”
“Yes, farmer boy.”
Remus holds up his pinky. Janus tilts his head with confusion, looking him up and down. Remus chuckles. “It’s a pinky promise! We shake pinkies, and that makes it an extra solid promise.”
Janus laughs, but he reaches up and shakes their little fingers together soundly. “Okay, Remus. How silly. It’s a pinky promise.” He releases him, and turns to face the sea, clutching at the hood of his coat. He steps further into the water, breathing in the salt and brine of his home. He can see other seals in the far distance, no doubt someone curious coming to find him. “Well… I have to go.” He looks back to his human, shooting him a sad smile. “I’ll see you again. Pinky promise.”
“Pinky promise,” Remus whispers, waving his selkie off with a forlorn smile and eyes as wet as the sea.
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goldnskyart · 7 months
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Almost forgot to post this here oops- but here’s the final drawing for this au (at least for now) god I love them so much
This is the first time I’ve done a full background in years so I’m very proud lol hope y’all like it too
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I’m also writing a fic for this au here is a link to that post and here it is on ao3 if you wanna read it!
Some other versions below just cause I think they’re nice :3
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Here you can even properly see the background I worked so hard on- and a closeup on the kiss ofc😌
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manybrokenquills · 2 months
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someone save me I'm slipping back into the clutch of sander sides
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loganslowdown4 · 3 months
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*Logan reading to Roman from a Sherlock Holmes novella*
Roman: I’m loving this one.
Logan: I’m glad you’re enjoying it, it’s one of my favourites.
Roman: Holmes and Watson have it all in this! Action! Adventure! Romance!
Logan: Romance?
Roman: I have a crush on both of them.
Logan: Ah.
@loginceweek2024
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quackkaz · 10 months
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Roman, to Virgil : I hate you.
Roman : *in his head* Enemies to lovers, slow burn, angst with happy ending, 300k+ words—
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edupunkn00b · 22 days
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Fanfic Reblog Party 🥳
In all seriousness (and complaints about our Beloved Hellsite’s ™️ busted excuse for search aside), I’m not seeing a lot of stories on my dash. Like none.
Wonderful writers, please reblog your stories and tag me. Old stories, new stories, links to AO3 or big fancy Tumblr posts, reblog and tag me and I’ll reblog. And then more people can reblog those and…
Let’s get this party started!
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ashtonisvibing · 5 months
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GUYSSSSSSSSS I FOUND ANOTHER GAME TO BE NOT NORMAL ABOUT HOLY FUCK
anyways go- go watch this- i'm only 15min in but holy fuck-
youtube
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