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randompersoncalleduni · 2 years

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Anxceit - Day for a Date

Requested by: @24frogstories . I am so sorry- i thought that June had a 31st and i planned to just do it on that non-existent day, and it was 9:00 PM my time when i figured out that the 30th was the last day. So because of that, it may seem rushed(because it is).

Type: Fluff

AU: Human?? Yeah-

Other AU Stuff: Demiboy Janus(They/He)

Trigger Warnings: F00d, snakes, mentions of reptiles(tell me if i missed anything)

It was 6 AM and Janus just had woken up, it was freezing. They felt around on the bed for their boyfriend but couldn’t feel him, so he opened their eyes. Virgil wasn’t there. “Virgil???” Janus said loudly, not wanting to get up because it was cold. Virgil popped out of the bathroom connected to their room. “Yes Jan?” Janus sighed “Get done over there, and cuddle me.” Virgil chuckled “Honey I can’t. I gotta get ready for our day full of date stuff, remember?” Janus was confused, then remembered their plans. Janus sighed, getting up and stretching. “I’m cold.” Virgil chuckled rolling his eyes, “You’re always cold Love.” Janus went over to Virgil, hugging him “Mhm.” Virgil started playing with Janus’ hair. After a few minutes, he spoke up “Now, we gotta get ready.” Janus sighed in annoyance. Janus went to the bathroom with Virgil and got ready for the day.

After they got ready, they went to their car and Virgil started driving. “Darling, can you at least give me a hint about what we are going to do?” Virgil smiled “Now, wouldn’t that give away the surprise?” Janus sighed, feeling annoyed.

After a little more than an hour, they arrived at a fancy breakfast restaurant. Janus was in awe. “Virgil…how much will this cost?” Virgil looked at them smiling softly, “Love, just enjoy this, this day is all about you, okay?” Janus rolled his eyes, getting out of the car. They both walked into the restaurant, being greeted by someone in a suit. They brought them to a table for two, giving them both a menu and walking off. Janus looked at the items and immediately gulped, which earned a chuckle from Virgil “As I said, it’s fine sweetheart.” Janus smiled, they still tried their best to eat the cheapest items. When the waitrex(I’m making that a word) came back, Janus ordered an orange soda, two pancakes, and one scrambled egg. It was 30.00(US Dollars) altogether. Virgil ordered a sweet tea, an omelet, and two pieces of bacon. It was 32.00(US Dollars). Janus sighed. It took about 20 minutes for their food to cook. After they had eaten, Virgil paid the bill, getting back into the car with Janus. “Thank you, Vee.” Virgil smiled at them “Of course, but you don’t need to say thank you. You pay for our dates all of the time, this is my way of repaying you.” Janus smiled at him. “Hmm. But still. Hey Vee?” Virgil looked at him “Where are we going again?” Virgil chuckled “You’ll just have to wait and see.” Janus groaned in slight annoyance.

30 minutes later, they arrived at a Movie Theater. Janus chuckled “First date stereotype? Even though it’s our 100th date?” Virgil smiled “Yep.” Virgil got out of the car, and opened Janus’s car door for him, “Ooh, what a gentleman.” Virgil blushed “I was just trying to be nice.” Janus smiled “And in my opinion that counts as gentlemanly behavior. Now come on.” Janus got out of the car, planted a kiss on Virgil’s cheek, and walked towards the Theater. Virgil let Janus pick out a movie, he eventually picked a 2-hour-long horror movie. It was pretty scary, but not too scary to the point where it wasn’t enjoyable. After the movie ended, they went back to the car and checked the time, it was 3:37 PM. “Okay, Janus. I have one more thing for us planned, before we go home, okay?” Janus nodded their head, he didn’t bother asking what it was, because they knew that Virgil would just use the excuse that it was supposed to be a surprise.

After 1 hour, they finally arrived. It was a zoo, but it was only reptiles. Janus gasped and smiled brightly. Virgil was happy that his spouse was happy. Once they got in, Janus grabbed Virgil’s hand and immediately went over to the snakes. Janus kept on telling Virgil facts about different types of snakes that most likely, Virgil would forget the next day. After they were done looking, they went back to the car and drove home.

When they finally were back at their house, it was 8:49 PM. Janus was still grinning ear-to-ear, even when they were home. For the last part of the day, Virgil made quesadillas and popcorn. Janus and Virgil cuddled on their couch, watching Stranger Things for the 5th time in the past 4 months. Eventually, Virgil fell asleep at 10 PM and Janus carried him and brought him to bed, getting ready for bed himself. After they were ready, he went into their bed and immediately fell asleep 10 minutes after.

#anxceit #virgilxjanus #janusxvirgil #sanderssides #sandersides #lgbtq+#lgbtq #janussanders #janusanders #virgilsanders #tw f00d #tw snakes #tw mentions of reptiles

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clydesavage-thefox147 · 1 month

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(Sorry it's been a while since a big post😶)

So, after that Sally's Song analysis post, I thought I'd pull up another song that peaked my interest on Virgil's Spotify Playlist. "Thanks for the Memories" by Fall Out Boy.

Now, yes, it is an Emo classic so it makes sense for him to have it. But, like I stated before, there's a reason it's on there. "Thanks for the memories" has had a lot of back and forth on what it's really about. However, if you really read the lyrics..it is obviously referencing sexual intimacy in a relationship that was either falling apart and had themselves one more day..or a relationship that has already ended but still gets together for sex.

With lines like "One Night and One more Time", and the bridge of "Get me out of my mind, get you out of those clothes, I'm a liner away from getting you into the mood" Clearly in reference to sexual intimacy. The line "He tastes like you only sweeter" is in reference to a line in the 2004 film "Closer" but it could be in relation to someone in the relationship finding someone new. The meaning behind saying the title phrase inline with the lyrics is sarcastic. It's basically saying "thanks for nothing" or "yeah it sucked but I'll never forget it" or "it was good up until the end". The line "Collecting Page Six Lovers" is in reference to how in magazines and news papers, page six is usually the gossip column for celebrity scandals.. sometimes if not most times couple scandals from breakups, cheating or sexual tension like being caught kissing by paparazzi(which was common in the 2000s and even today)

So, in full, the song is about a failing(seemingly popular) relationship who had deep intimacy throughout the toxicity up to the end. Or the relationship still has casual sex or feelings for each other.

Now, how is this in connection to Virgil? Well, Thomas did say that some songs on each playlist are directed at other sides. Therefore, I am on firm believe that this song is directed at Janus from Virgil's POV. There's a few songs on his playlist that seem to be so, but this one is pretty big to me.

Think about it, They are the most scandalous relationship in the series. Full of mystery, tension, history, and clearly toxicity. It's been a hot topic ever since Janus appeared. So, the gossip column line fits. Janus is very promiscuous and flirtatious. He has quite the rizz(sorry lol). Snakes are symbols of temptation and seduction in some cultures, sometimes feminine sexuality and sometimes male with the phallic connections. Also, there's a lot of sexual undertones based in Janus' own playlist as explained here in a previous post. So, the sexual tension between them is there. Sure you could say it's directed at Remus with his dirty mind but do you honestly see Virgil screwing Remus? Like really? And we have yet to see how Virgil reacts to Orange but going off what we think of him so far, I don't think Virgil would be with him like that, especially since this song seems more bittersweet. It is possible it's Orange but it's slim. It only has to be Janus.

In conclusion, I believe "Thanks for the memories" is one of the songs directed at Janus. And if that's truly the case, Virgil and Janus have f*cked. They are bitter exes. Sure, they could be intimate in other ways but the song's too on the nose with what it's about. Anxceit is possibly canon y'all.

#sanders sides #sanders sides fandom #thomas sanders #virgil sanders #janus sanders #anxceit #anxciet #sanders sides theory #sanders sides headcanon #sanders sides ships

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rataticaisdreaming · 9 months

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it's a long shot, but i have reasons to suspect @sankiisides likes anxceit.

lookie, i used the outfits you gave them :3

can't believe i painted anxceit before dukeceit or intruality... what have i become?

[Image Description - An acrylic painting of Janus and Virgil from Sanders Sides resting under a tree. Janus is wearing a big dark gray beach hat with a big yellow bow on it, a soft brown dress shirt with a small yellow bow on the neck, yellow gloves as well as his gray capelet and pants, these have a yellow snake design on the right leg. Virgil has sparkly purple eyeshadow, a dark purple hoodie with the hood on and a gray skirt. Yellow petals falling on top of them, they are both smiling at each other. Janus holds Virgil's hand with his right hand and a book on his left hand. Virgil is playing with the hood strings with his right hand. End I.D.]

#rat's art #rataticaisdreaming #the yellow paint looked like mac n cheese #im hungry now #sanders sides #virgil sanders #janus sanders #anxceit #sanders sides fanart #art #traditional art #artists on tumblr #painting

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muppetable · 10 months

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give me a hot take of a fandom you're in

i have MANY hot takes of many fandoms i'm in, but as this is mainly a sanders sides blog im putting a bunch of hot takes for sasi here

-remus sanders has no angst and if he gets any it won't be for a while

-logicality and prinxiety are cute, but INSANELY overrated and outshine more niche ships like intruality or anxceit

-janus shouldn't have fangs, if anyone should it's remus. fangs don't fit with janus's vibe- cunning, condescending- despite him being a snake. remus however, is chaotic and loud, could be aggressive if he felt like it, so fangs fit him really well. i can kinda see virgil with them too, and while it's fun drawing fangs on janus i just don't think they fit him.

-roman is a bad person. despite going through so much character development, he's still garbage to logan and occasionally virgil. patton is the only side other than himself he isn't a bitch to. in this essay i will

-logan should get his own solo song (and with all the songs in the finale thomas is mentioning, he's sure to get one, but if anyone gets one it needs to be him)

-character thomas is underrated

-patton's character arc is overlooked as hell.

-moving on (in full) was the most emotionally conflicting episode.

#sanders sides #thomas sanders #logan sanders #virgil sanders #roman sanders #remus sanders #patton sanders #janus sanders #ts sides

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starlocked01 · 10 months

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Dukexiety Week Day 7- Soulmates

Summary: Virgil makes a pet food run with disastrous wonderful results

WC: 2441

Warnings: swearing, panic attacks, non-consensual touch (non-sexual), negative self talk, past abusive relationship, past Anxceit, nonbinary Remus

A/N: Who would I be if I didn't write the soulmate prompt and post it late for Remus' birthday? Happy Birthday my favorite intrusive thot! 💚

@dukexietyweek

"Look alive, Sunshiiine~"

Virgil groaned and rolled over in bed, ignoring his alarm. Truthfully, he wasn't sure why it was still armed since he had nothing to wake up for anymore.

The alarm jarringly skipped from the Danger Days opening to Brendon Urie screaming about something or other. Virgil groaned and wrapped a blanket over his head. He just didn't want to get up and he could feel it becoming an awful day already.

Fuck fuck fuckity fuck.

After three more screaming emo songs, Virgil finally managed to sit up to the softer tones of Evanescence, rubbing at his eyes and groaning in general protest of the concept of mornings. More like mournings.

He grabbed his favorite edgy hoodie and threw it on over his nightshirt, yawning as he smacked the shit out of the alarm clock. Wincing at the cracks and pops in his joints as he stood, Virgil made his way over to the full length mirror hot glued to his bedroom door. Most of his decorations were hot glued in place because of Ryuk.

As if on cue, the slinky little black kitten pushed her way in the slightly ajar door, meowing her own protest against Virgil’s inability to wake up and feed her promptly in the morning. Virgil smiled softly and bent down, petting her and ruffling the fur between her ears.

"Easy, baby. I'll get your food soon," he promised as the kitten stretched up to paw at the strings of his hoodie. Ryuk was about the only one in his life who he let see him without his daily make-up routine, and the only one who didn't flinch upon seeing his dead black soulmark.

Virgil scooped her up and stood to examine himself. The deep dark markings under his eyes and streaking down his cheeks to his neck were a complete enigma. Most soulmarks were on shoulders, hips, hands, or elbows, places people commonly accidentally bumped each other. He had no idea who would touch his face this way the first time they met. It didn't look like a kiss, it looked like he was going to get beat up and his soulmark was just the dark omen of how shit his soulmate would be.

He sighed and let Ryuk perch on his shoulder- he swore his cat wanted to be a parrot- and pulled out his concealer from the make-up bag on his dresser. Ryuk watched carefully as he covered the dark soulmark, the little kitten hardly blinking. She only shifted her weight to counterbalance Virgil’s movements.

Several layers of concealer and foundation later, Virgil’s face looked as pasty as a boo ghost made of a bed sheet. He smiled sharply, grabbing eye liner because emo has got to emo and finishing the look with black lipstick. He didn’t bother to cover up the three pads of his fingers that were inky black. Hardly anyone noticed them. Ryuk meowed her support of her dark strange dad and jumped all the way to the floor, waiting impatiently for Virgil to follow.

"Alright! Food time," Virgil giggled and opened the door for her. At least Janus had left him the cat, right?

Virgil frowned as his thoughts swirled right back around to his ex. Of course they knew they weren't soulmates, but it had been reassuring being with someone else who had a strange facial soulmark. And Janus had been amazing at helping Virgil stay calm and focused enough to survive reasonably well despite near crippling anxiety.

That was until Virgil found out Janus had been lying about his soulmark for the three years they were together.

For three years, that snake had been covering up his activated soulmark with black makeup, making Virgil think he didn't know exactly who he was supposed to be with. All so he could live rent free and do almost nothing to contribute to their household, because Janus' actual soulmate wanted him to get a job. Sometimes, Virgil even wondered if the man he'd shared his bed with was actually gay.

The break up had left Virgil absolutely devastated, and Ryuk was the only good thing to come of the relationship. So he spoiled her as responsibly as he could, taking care of the only being who truly loved him.

Depressing. Welcome to the life of the most pathetic-

Ryuk mewled as if to chastise Virgil for delaying feeding her even longer. Virgil followed the little black kitten down to the kitchen, stretching and trying to forget the previous train of thought. He picked up Ryuk’s personalized food dish (that had been an awkward request at Pet’s Mart), dumping the few soggy pellets left over from the night before and giving the dish a good rinse. He rubbed it dry with a towel while Ryuk sat patiently at his feet, waiting for her food now that she knew Virgil was actually working on it.

He set the bowl on the counter and reached up to the cabinet where he kept her food. “Soon, pretty kitty. Just be patient for me,” he cooed at her, finding a small amount of pleasure in her responsive mew. He smiled until his hand hit nothing but the wooden shelf of the cabinet.

“What the-” Virgil’s attention snapped right back to the cabinet, swearing when he discovered that Ryuk had finished the last of their food stores last night. He groaned and glanced down at the expectant kitten, “I am so sorry- I forgot to stock up, baby.”

Ryuk tilted her head, not understanding why the magic food door wasn’t providing her the food she desperately needed to survive in this house.

“Shit- I’ll be right back-” Virgil stepped away from the counter, followed by a loud cat cry protest. He winced, hating to leave her wanting as he found a pair of ripped up black skinny jeans to throw on. The last thing he wanted right now was an impromptu shopping trip, but that was exactly what was happening.

Ryuk kept meowing as Virgil slipped on his favorite Converse and nudged her away from the door so he could leave. He locked the door and double checked by trying to open it before walking briskly down the sidewalk with head down.

Of course he’d forgotten his headphones to drown out the annoying shoppers around him. Virgil’s mood soured more with each step towards the store. It was truly shaping up to be a terrible day.

Virgil glanced around as he entered the store with his hood pulled all the way up. He felt acutely aware of how suspicious he looked right now. But that couldn’t be helped. He just wanted to grab Ryuk’s food and get out of there as soon as possible. He made a beeline for the Pets section, scanning the shelves for her preferred brand. He sighed in relief seeing there was one bag left. He bent down to pick it up when he heard a loud shrill whistle behind him.

“Day-um! What an ass! Is there another bag down there, sweet cheeks?”

Virgil inhaled sharply and stood up slowly, clutching the bag to his chest, “N-no, and I need this bag-” he balked at the acrid smell of pickle brine and sharp tangy iron coming from the barely dressed person standing far too close to him. He took a tentative step back toward the shelves.

“Fuck! You just had to take that one- it’s the only brand that tastes any good! Can’t your pooch or whatever settle for something else?” The person wearing what Virgil could only describe as a studded lime green bikini bottom and full body fishnets was staring at him, hands firmly on their hips. Virgil noted a nonbinary they/them pin before a wave of nausea washed over him as the smell intensified and mixed with a very deep seated feeling that this stranger was about to attack him over cat food.

“N-no, Ryuk only eats this,” He managed to stammer.

“Wait- like from Death Note?” their eyes gleamed with recognition, “You named your dog after a Shinigami?”

“She’s a cat!” Virgil exclaimed, taking another backward step and gulping as his back hit the edges of the shelving behind him, knocking a few bags off, “please- please leave me alone-”

“Hey, I’m just trying to negotiate here,” they complained, stepping closer instead. Virgil could feel tears welling up in his eyes as his terror skyrocketed.

“Go- leave- please leave me alone-” He whispered as they stepped right up in his face. He felt his logical brain shutting down, wishing he wasn’t pinned against the shelves so he could run.

“Whoa- for one, you’re really cute,” The stranger smiled a strange wide grin, “I’d love to get to know you- wait- are you crying? What the shit?”

Virgil’s knees buckled underneath him and he slid the ground, clutching the cat food like it was his only lifeline. His breathing was rapid and shallow as he curled in on himself, praying the stranger would go away.

“Woah, buddy, I didn’t mean-”

The stench of the rude stranger with zero sense of personal boundaries increased tenfold and Virgil felt as if he was about to pass out.

— — —

Remus stared at the emo laying in the fetal position at their feet. Goddamn it they’d been trying to come across less creepy when they were flirting. They crouched down and tried to gently push the man’s hood off his face to see if he was still conscious.

How the fuck did things like this keep happening to Remus?

They saw the tears slipping down the man’s cheek. Oh fuck-

“Woah, buddy, I didn’t mean-”

The emo clutched at the bag of cat food and didn’t even respond to their voice. Remus figured the best way to help would be to help him ground himself so they could apologize for being so terrifying. Not that they were trying to be scary. If people were scared of them, that was their problem and Remus would not take responsibility for it.

They kneeled in front of the man and reached out slowly, “hey- can you take a deep breath with me? Shit dude, I really didn’t mean to scare you over a bag of kibble-” When the man didn’t respond, only crying softly and breathing like a bunny, Remus inhaled and swore under their breath. Fuck Fuck Fuck. What would a smart person do? Remus sighed. If they knew that answer, they wouldn't be in this predicament in the first place.

Gently they reached to cup the man’s face, wiping their thumbs at the tears staining his bottom eyelids. No sooner had Remus touched the man than his hand came up to smack his wrist away. Remus gasped and pulled back, their palms and wrist stinging.

Remus rubbed their wrist and harrumphed, “I’m just trying to help!” They glanced back at the stranger and gasped. Shimmery purple glowed beneath what looked like several layers of makeup on the man’s face. It spread from under his eyes to all the way down his neck. Remus stared, absolutely transfixed. Of course they had seen activated soulmarks before. But they’d never caused an activation…

Remas gasped again and spread their palms out in front of them. They started in disbelief at the green shimmery swirls that settled into a Lichtenberg figure before their eyes. They knew soulmarks sometimes formed into patterns that represented the soulmate. They looked back at the man on the ground to find him staring at his fingers, the ones he’d used to smack Remus away.

“Holy shit-”

“Read my mind, emo. What’s your name?”

The man blinked up at Remus as if taking them in for the first time.

“Oh- Oh it’s really you…”

Remus grinned, “yeah- sorry that was so stressful.”

“I- yeah, but it’s fine,” the man shrugged, “I’m… MyNameIsVirgil,” he rushed out and Remus grinned, “he/him, by the way. I saw your pin.”

Remus nodded, “thank you, Virgil. Remus. God, I want to see your mark without all that makeup… but maybe that’s a second date idea.”

Virgil laughed sharply, “that’s assuming there’s a first!”

“There better be! I have got to meet this shinigami pussy that’s been stealing my food!”

“You… eat cat food? For real?’

Remus shrugged, “It’s cheap. Please?”

Virgil sat up and offered Remus his hand, “what’s with the ninja stars?”

Remus broke into raucous laughter, “Oh Fuck! Lolo is not gonna believe this-”

Virgil squinted, “Who? No. Too much to process right now. Um.. could you please let me get up?”

Remus scooted away on the linoleum floor, giving Virgil space to get his legs beneath him. They stood and offered Virgil a hand, subtly showing off the lightning soulmark.

“Woah- oh that’s- is gorgeous okay?” Virgil asked, staring at the mark.

“Yeah, for sure.” Remus nodded and offered again to help him up. “Let’s go pay and talk this out at your place.”

Virgil paused a long moment before eventually nodding in agreement. He took their hand and stood, admiring how they held his hand gently yet still supported him enough to get up. Remus twisted the hold to interlock their fingers with his. Something about the gesture felt incredibly comforting.

Virgil smiled weakly and followed him to the checkout. His heart was still racing, but he suspected for a different reason now.

The real test would be how Ryuk took to this new person.

— — —

Virgil stood in his bathroom with the door ajar, carefully wiping the makeup off his soul mark while Remus played with Ryuk in the living room. She very much enjoyed snagging her claws on their fishnets and they seemed absolutely delighted with the kitten. Virgil sighed softly and kept wiping away at the layers, marveling as sparkly purple tentacles revealed themselves, twisting and turning all over the previously dead black area. His lip trembled and the rag dropped from his fingers.

He met his actual soulmate, and they’d turned his greatest fear and shame into something so beautiful.

Remus gasped from behind him, staring in the mirror at the swirly purple soulmark. “Oh my god- Virge-”

Virgil smiled back at them in the mirror before turning to face them, “Yes?”

“You’re super pretty now- and that ass is still magnificent. Do- do you want to date?”

“Let’s get to know each other a bit better before getting all official with labels,” Virgil chuckled, reaching to pull Remus close.

Ryuk mewed and headbutted at Remus’ leg, feeling left out of the family hug. Both of them grinned and Virgil let her climb him back up to his shoulder before hugging Remus close.

After all, she’d basically set them up.

#dukexiety #dukexiety week 2023 #soulmates #remus sanders #virgil sanders #janus sanders #past anxciet #cute animals #swearing #panic attack #soulmarks #soulmark au #nonbinary remus

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puzzled-pegasus · 7 months

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More songs that have the Sanders Sides vibes/fit Sanders Sides

Teenage Dream by Katy Perry is an oddly cute song for Prinxiety??

Him and I by Halsey and that other guy is 100% a Dukeceit song

Baby, It's Cold Outside but with Dukeceit?? How lovely would that be?? Ik the song lyrics in general are all creepy but like with the more playful tone of Janus doing his Saying The Opposite of the Truth thing it would be cute

Also The Snake by Eric Church is a good song for Janus and Remus; Janus, of course, being the rattlesnake and Remus being the copperhead.

Life Is Fun by TheOdd1sOut but with like, either Prinxiety, Virgil and Thomas, or Virgil and Patton

I like to listen to Dear Theodosia from Hamilton when I think about Virgil and Patton even tho it's not a perfect parallel, it's just a good song about parental love :)

Crybaby by Melanie Martinez but with Virgil and Patton as well

This one is TOO FUNNY TO NOT INCLUDE: My Oh My by Camila Cabello is literally the perfect song for Remy

Also Little Red Wagon by Miranda Lambert

Less funny but Speechless from the new Aladdin taken out of context is perfect for Logan. Born Without A Heart by whatever her name is (lol) and False Confidence by I think his name is Noah Cyprus? Are good for him too as well as Bad Liar by Imagine Dragons.

A Million Dreams is very good for Roman.

Human by Christina Perri for Patton (sad)

I Don't Dance by Lee Brice is a really cute for Logicality :3

hero n villain duet is great for Anxceit BUT with Virgil as the "villain" and Janus as the "hero"

Also see: Just Give Me a Reason by P!nk

Exs and Ohs by Elle King is great for Remus heheh

Also Mad Hatter by Melanie Martinez

Also Poker Face for a gender swap/Lesbian AU

Copycat by Billie Eilish is really really great for if you want some angst between Remus and Roman. Also, bad guy for Remus but Only If you imagine him singing the "might seduce your dad type" while making eye contact with Patton and then Patton going bright red lmao

Oh And Also good 4 u by Olivia Rodrigo for Janus directed at Virgil

Janus and Remy would both really love the song Any Man Of Mine by Shania Twain so do with that information what you will lol

So uh...I don't know why, but whatever the I Have Been Searching For You reunion song from Centaurworld is called, it has Logince vibes somehow??

Fragile Things for Virgil also

There are definitely more but these are all of em off the top of my head. Lmk if you agree with these or have any other songs you like to listen to when thinking about the Sides!

#sanders sides #character theme songs #thomas sanders

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loganslowdown4 · 9 months

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Incorrect Quotes July - October 2023

Learning Spanish

First Date Ideas (prinxiety)

Ugly Monster

Where’s My Sword?

Flames Of Passion (prinxiety)

Text pic (prinxiety)

Hot In Herre

Toe Stub (prinxiety)

Rumour Mill (logince)

A Bit Busy (intruality)

Not Knot

Talk To Myself

Midnight Snack (prinxiety)

Dragons (royality)

Smoking Sad

Painting (Intrulogical)

Mermaids

Pick Up Snack (dukexiety). ART!

Addressing a Crowd

Not Awkward

Dressed To Impress (Demus)

Cute Wacky Face (Moxiety)

Who’s The Boss

Raining Men

Highlighter (analogical)

Rip Off (analogical)

We Made A Mistake

Remus’ Enemies to Lovers Pain (anxceit)

Jail Time (anxceit)

Nerdy Little Loverboy (logince)

No Cookies For You

Sticks & Stones

Pick Up Virgil (moceit)

Can’t Get Hurt

Cheer Up Threat

Shoo Naughty One (Intrulogical)

((Thomas’ Quote: Pat On The Back pun))

Bugging Thomas

Two Happy Losers

Saint Roman

Pat’s Boyfriend

Do That Guy

Star Time

Tense Coffee

Ice Cream Snake

Logince Quote Pt 1&2

Logince Pt 3

Logince Pt 4

Logince Pt 5&6 (end)

Uncrushed

Grounded

A Quickie

Good and Bad Creativity

Crossword Disappointment

Haunted House

Dating Advice (logince)

Sweet Dreams (loceit)

Bravely Ran Away (roceit)

How Do You Plead?

Put Up With Me (logicality prinxiety)

Roman’s New Job

Chicken Jokes

I Spy

State Your Gender

He or We (logince dukexiety)

Trick or Yeet

Dream Fight

Snake Bite What To Do

Ghost Spiders

Separate Paths

Boop Blep

Lost Map royality

Bath Bomb

Respect The Drip

Will To Live (analogical)

Statistically Impossible (logince)

Fortune In Your Cookie

Trombone Teacher

Box Of Cookies

Don’t Leave Us

First Rule Of Cooking

TakeOut (logince)

Guy Problems

Demon Emergency (RWR)

Cursed For Eternity (RWR)

Doing Stuff (Happy 7th Anniversary)

Gatorade Nerds

Stop?

Arrested

Party Invites (prinxiety)

Bowling For Tom

Morality of Vampires

Emergency Contact

Beauty and the Beast The Sequel

Glitter Ideas

Sneaky Hugger (logicality)

Perfection

Hallowuss

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d4rk3stn1ght · 2 years

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I need help finding a Sanders Sides fic

It was Janus focused where Remus turned his hair into snakes. It's got a lot of Anxceit pining and Remus shenanigans

Princeanxious did a drawing for it a long time ago

Anyone else remember it or can link it? Please?

Edit: It has been found and is linked in the notes. Good read and very much recommend

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The Power of Storytelling: A Chance Encounter

listen nonny i wanna put the full ask here but it's so long so i'm just gonna link it here

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Warnings: none for this part

Pairings: anxceit, can be platonic or romantic you decide

Word Count: 2785

The Imagination is a gateway to worlds beyond your wildest dreams. Anything you want, hope, desire, can be made real. It can spring to life before your very eyes and under your fingertips, there for you to explore and enjoy. It can be a safe haven away from the mundanities and tediums of the real world. A breath of fresh reality.

When the Sides retreat to the safety of the Imagination, they take on different personas. For Virgil, it is Tobias, the fearless sellsword with a reputation for being good with a blade and a word, whichever his company prefers. For Janus, it is Invoq, the dazzling magician whose feats astound and amaze whoever looks upon them.

Enter their world, where the characters swirl and swirl about each other, drifting closer and closer to what should be a stranger. Neither knows who the other really is, after all, but there is one tricky thing about disguises.

They're always a self-portrait.

It starts with a piece of card, blown along the cobbles of the stone walkway to come to rest under Tobias’s left boot. The sellsword frowns, leaning down to pick it up. One side is emblazoned with a golden seal, a man with a curved staff smiling mysteriously as a snake curves behind his head. He flips it over to reveal that it’s a playing card. More specifically, the three of hearts. He glances about and when he can’t see who might have lost this, he stands and slips it into his pocket.

“Tobias!” Merk waves at him from the blacksmith’s shop. “You’re early this morning!”

“Well, nothing like a fine day to get me out of bed.” Tobias winks. “No matter how much I wish to remain inside.”

Merk wags his finger. “Don’t go wagging your tongue all over town, you’ll make everyone else hear your business.”

He holds up his hand before Tobias can say anything.

“Don’t. I heard it as soon as it came out of my mouth. No, no, just shut up.”

Tobias throws his head back and laughs, raising his hands in surrender. “Alright, I won’t. Even though that setup was perfect—“

“Yeah, well,” Merk grumbles, the tips of his ears turning red as Tobias snickers, “we all know I’m not a wordsmith.”

“Don’t sell yourself short.”

“I’ll sell my wares that I’ve made,” Merk says, hefting a bag onto the table, “and you can pay me in coin the way we agreed.”

Tobias avoids the second setup Merk’s given him and just reaches for his coin purse. “I still don’t think you charge enough.”

“You let me worry about running my business and you can worry about keeping your head on your neck while you run about ruining my hard work.”

“It’s reassuring to know how much you worry.”

“Do you have any idea how much time I spend on this armor? If you die and lose it where no one can get it, I’ll drag you back and kill you myself.”

Tobias rests a hand on his chest and smirks. “You wish.”

“No, actually, I really don’t.” Merk shoves the bag at him. “Now give me my coin and get on your way.”

He slides the man his coin—and if he slips a few extra in, he’ll make sure he’s far enough away that Merk won’t bother chasing him down to give it back—and hoists the bag onto his shoulder. The breeze ruffles the lip and he tugs the tie a little tighter. Wouldn’t do for anything to spill on the way to the baker.

As he turns the corner around the inn, he spots a crowd gathered around the fountain. He pauses. There isn’t a festival today, not as far as he can remember. And he would definitely remember if the town alderman were speaking today—he would not be outside, that’s for damn sure.

A gasp rises from the crowd, followed by a few sharp squeals and laughter. Ah, so an entertainer of some sort. A bard, perhaps? No, not nearly enough music. Tobias drifts closer, skirting the worst of the crowd to try and catch a glimpse of who might be at the center.

A flash of something. He moves closer. The flash becomes a flicker, then a shape, then a man.

A man stands amidst the throng, a glittering cloak settled over his shoulders and a sleek hat perched atop his head. Tobias’s eyes widen as the fabric glimmers almost like snake scales as the man moves, the bright gloves covering his hands flashing in the sun.

Well. It looks like he’s found the mysterious card owner.

Just as he’s debating how best to return the card, the man looks up and spots him. The smile on his face sharpens and he extends one of the gleaming gloves to beckon him closer.

“Come, come, my friend,” he calls, voice cutting smoothly through those of his audience, “I assure you the view does not worsen as you near.”

Tobias goes, drawn by the encouraging whispers of the townsfolk and the man’s stare. The glove brushes along his tunic as he finally gets within arm’s reach. The touch makes him shift his grip on the bag.

“There,” and the man’s voice drops to a near whisper, yet somehow still perfectly audible over the noise of the town, “that’s much better. Now, my friend, may I have your name?”

Tobias raises an eyebrow. “As much as you would certainly be the most enchanting creature to ever try and steal my name, I’m afraid I can’t make an exemption. Even for you.”

The man doesn’t seem dissuaded. Instead, he laughs, low and dark. “Clever sellsword, aren’t you?”

“The dumb ones don’t tend to stay dumb for long.”

The smile widens. “No, I wouldn’t presume so. Very well, then, what may I call you?”

“Tobias.”

“Tobias,” the man purrs, “I am Invoq, the humble entertainer.”

Tobias raises an eyebrow and looks him up and down. “I don’t believe we have the same definition of ‘humble.’”

Invoq holds a hand to his chest with a mock dramatic gasp as the townspeople snicker. “Are all sellswords so brash?”

“Only when we need to be,” Tobias says smoothly as Invoq quirks a brow.

“And you have determined you need to be?”

“Well, you did just try and steal my name.”

“I assure you, no matter how much it flatters me, that I am flesh and blood.” Invoq’s eyes travel up and down him. “Same as you.”

“You’ll forgive me if I don’t believe you.”

Invoq’s eyes widen. “Well, I fear that if I continue my show our dear Tobias here might deign to run me through.”

The townspeople cry out in protest, making Tobias chuckle. Invoq shoots a mock pleading look at him, batting his eyes. Under it, though, he can see the unspoken challenge.

As you wish.

He waves his hand, encouraging Invoq to continue. Invoq smiles, sweeps a bow, and before Tobias can blink, there’s a deck of cards in his hand.

“I presume you are familiar with tarot and other card divination,” Invoq asks to murmurs of assent, “but what most of them won’t tell you is that the nature of the cards themselves tells you almost as much as what’s written on them. Simply looking at the backs of the card will tell me which one you name, to find it and show it without hesitation.”

His gaze slides to Tobias.

“My dear fellow, name a card for me to pull out of the deck.”

Tobias grins. “The three of hearts.”

“An excellent choice.” Invoq begins shuffling the cards, the golden seals flashing in the sun as his hands move too fast to see. After a while, the deck comes back in his hands and he flicks the topmost card up. “Is this the one you seek?”

Tobias peers at it. “No, that’s the seven of spades.”

“Is it?” Invoq glances at it. “Oh. So it is.”

The townspeople laugh.

“Let’s try this again, shall we?” The deck is shuffled again. “What about…this?”

“Nope, but—“ he reaches into his pocket and pulls out the card he picked up earlier and holds it up— “this is.”

Invoq’s eyes widen as the townspeople gasp and applaud, clearly thinking Invoq had somehow placed it on Tobias’s person without them knowing. Tobias hands it over and winks, turning and continuing down the path. Behind him, the townspeople clamor for Invoq to continue and after a few seconds, the man’s voice rings out once more.

“Tobias,” Pepper greets as he walks in, “you look particularly happy today.”

“There’s a street magician performing in the square.”

She rolls her eyes fondly. “Oh, yes, Invoq.”

“You know him?”

“Know him, no, but the man’s a menace.”

“He is?”

She waves a hand dismissively. “Not anything you’d have to whet your sword over, but he has a…reputation.”

“I’m sure he does,” Tobias mutters, glancing over his shoulder. “His dress sense sees to that for him.”

Pepper’s laugh tinkles as clear as the bell over the door. “Not a fan, I take it?”

“Seems impractical, is all.”

“And you’re all about practicality, we know.” She jerks her chin at the door. “Merk can attest to that.”

“When faulty equipment sends me to Agnes every moon—“

“I get it,” Pepper laughs as Tobias allows himself a self-deprecating smile. Her wrinkled hands set his package on the counter. “But no, I meant in the people who see him perform.”

“He’s not actually fair folk, is he?”

“Goodness, no, but you know how people can be around charismatic performers.” Pepper shrugs, the wrinkles around her eyes crinkling up. “It’s been so long, you know.”

“Since...?”

“Since there’s been one.” Before Tobias can press, she waves her hands at him. “If you’re going to faff about in my bakery, you can at least put the flour up.”

Tobias sets down his packages out of the way and picks up the sacks, hauling them into the kitchen for her. Pepper nods approvingly.

“Now go, boy, I’m sure there are dragons for you to slay.”

“My lady,” Tobias murmurs, sweeping into a bow and making his way to the door.

“Are you calling me old, boy?”

“Wouldn’t dream of it!”

He steps onto the street, shouldering his packages. The bread smells incredible, but then it always does, and perhaps that should be what he does for lunch, a sandwich with the meats he’d gotten as part of his payment for the last job…

“How did you do it?”

A familiar voice makes him pause, turning to see Invoq standing behind him. Well, Invoq without the glittering cloak and hat. He glances over the man’s shoulder to see the townspeople dispersed, as if he’d never been there at all.

“A magician never reveals his secrets,” he teases, “isn’t that how the saying goes?”

The man honest-to-god pouts and folds his arms. “You’re the one who crashed my show, if anything, you owe me.”

“I owe you, do I?” Tobias smirks, stepping closer. It’s a wonder how much the man’s demeanor has shifted now that he’s no longer performing. “And what is it worth to you?”

“My dignity, for one.”

“Your dignity?”

“Yes, I believe it’s quite sprained.” He lifts his chin. “Have you ever tried to perform with a sprained dignity?”

Tobias laughs. “No, I can’t say I have.”

Invoq glances at his clothes. “No, that does make sense.”

“Hey! You’re one to talk, I thought a suspiciously shiny chocobo had landed on the fountain when I saw you.”

Invoq smirks, reaching out to gently tap his cheek. “That’s not what your eyes or your mouth said, sellsword.”

Tobias rolls his eyes. “So what is the remedy for a sprained dignity?”

“A secret.” Invoq’s eyes flash. “My secret.”

“Hmm, see, now, whenever I negotiate a contract, I need something tangible. Can’t do to get the short end of a bargain.”

“Short end?” Invoq raises an eyebrow and steps closer. “Are you certain?”

Indeed, Tobias does have to look up a bit to meet Invoq’s gaze. Judging by the man’s smirk, he noticed.

“If you want something…tangible,” the man says softly, “let me buy you a drink.”

“It’s barely midday.”

“Then you have several hours to think over my proposal.” Invoq indicates the Night Owl Tavern. “Sundown, my dear, if you find yourself amenable.”

And with a swish, the man is suddenly several paces away.

Thank goodness the last of Tobias’s errands are finished and he can hurry back to his house. He’s in no fit condition to interact with anyone after that and he’d hate to get the townspeople concerned over nothing or worse, let word reach Invoq about how affected he’d been. No, best to stay here until he can make up his mind.

What to do? The polite thing would be to tell Invoq the breeze had snatched one of his cards and blown it away. If he were feeling particularly cheeky, a recommendation to keep a closer eye on his deck lest another person come along and sprain his dignity. Yes, that’s what he’ll do. He’ll go to the tavern, accept the drink, tell him what happened, and wish him luck on his next few shows.

Oh, but what if the performer is angry? Would he throw the drink in his face? Call him brash again, but this time without the slightly flirtatious undertone? No, no, that would be…awful. That would sprain his dignity, perhaps he’d have to buy the man a drink to make up for it.

Tobias shakes himself, focusing instead on preparing something to eat. No, the proper thing to do would be to tell the man the truth.

He repeats that to himself as he stands outside the Night Owl Tavern, leaning against the wall, eyes looking for Invoq. Sure enough, just as the sun begins to dip below the horizon, the door to the inn opens and out he steps, still without the glittering cloak. He spots Tobias and smiles, coming over and sweeping into a bow.

“My dear sellsword, you return.”

“I’m not one to walk away from a contract.” He gestures toward the door. “Shall we?”

“Please, after you.”

Evelyn seats them at Tobias’s usual table, tucked into a corner where the whole room is visible, but there are enough shadows to dissuade the casual passer-by. Invoq glances at him as they sit.

“Ah, so you’re the type to sit moodily in a dark corner, I see?”

“Sellswords do have a reputation, you know.”

“Oh, believe me, I’m aware.” He raises two fingers to order and then folds his hands, turning to Tobias. “Well, now, I believe I’m owed a secret.”

“Once the drinks arrive.”

“Such a stickler for details, aren’t we?”

“We have to be, when getting them wrong can lead to more than grisly fates.”

Invoq sighs. “As you wish.”

Sure enough, as soon as Evelyn sets the tankards on the table, Invoq perks up again, turning and resting his chin on his hands like a child eager to receive a sweet after eating. Tobias huffs a laugh, shaking his head.

“The wind blew away one of your cards. I picked it up and was wondering how to return it to you.”

Instead of falling in disappointment or contorting in anger, a slow smile spreads across Invoq’s face. “I was right about you, my dear sellsword.”

“What, that I’m boring and incapable of magic?”

“That you’re honest.”

Tobias blinks. “What?”

“I wondered how you’d lie,” Invoq says, sitting back and taking a drink, “most people would take the chance to laud it over a magician that they’d managed to trick them, seeing as how our profession relies on our ability to trick our audience. So yes, I wanted to know how you’d lie.”

His gaze rolls back to Tobias.

“But you didn’t. You told me the truth.”

“A sellsword is only worth his coin if he’s trustworthy.” Tobias shrugs. “I can’t afford to lie.”

“And I can’t afford not to. Well,” Invoq says, reaching out and running a gloved hand over Tobias’s shoulder, “only when I’m performing.”

Tobias sits up a little taller. “And are you performing now?”

“That very much depends on what kind of performance you’d like to see.”

He leans closer, voice dropping to a murmur. “Give me you first, magician, and then I’ll tell you.”

“We’re going to need a few more drinks for that.”

Virgil slips back into his room that night, stomach pleasantly full from the evening in the tavern. Luckily, Imagination booze doesn’t have the effect that real booze does, and he’s able to get into bed without fear of a hangover tomorrow. He rolls onto his back, staring up at the ceiling.

The new character, Invoq, is…fun. It’s been a while since he hadn’t had to do most of the work to flirt with someone or have them play along. Maybe the Imagination is getting better.

He allows himself a small smile. Or maybe he’s getting better at pretending to be confident.

That’s not so bad.

Janus tugs the blankets up to his chin and hides a smile as he turns off the light. The Imagination had been an excellent idea, getting to perform for people who knew he was performing and not be shunned for it. And then to ask for something he wanted, bluntly, and not be lied to upon receiving it. And this new character, Tobias…

He tests the name on his tongue, letting the ’s’ flicker out into the air.

Refreshing. To be able to trust someone he’d just met, simply because the man deemed it so.

He couldn’t wait to go back.

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