Remus

I almost forgot about this lineart from about a month ago and finally decided to finish colouring it

look me up and define me (please remind me) (part 2/2)

He is whatever puts Thomas first. But that changes so often that he doesn’t know what he is beyond that.

He is Janus when he is alone, but only when he is not someone else.

Janus has never minded the fact that his identity is fluid, ever-changing. He acts as whoever Thomas needs him to be in the moment, and if that means he doesn’t know much about himself as an individual, well. It’s never been a problem for him.

Until he gives away his name, and then it very much is.

Chapter Warnings: identity issues, body dysphoria, body horror, panic attack, self-harm (hair pulling), mild injury

Chapter Word Count: 5,947

Pairings: platonic TDLAMPR, implied Moceit

Notes: This is the second part of a two-part fic, so I’d start with part one if you haven’t read it. Also, this fic as a whole was inspired by the awesome ‘The Record Player Song’ animatic by @turbovickii, which, 10/10 would recommend if you haven’t seen it

(part one)

(masterpost w/ ao3 links)

“Do you ever think about the past?” Patton asks him. It’s a gloomy day, rain beating against the mindscape’s windows to mimic the downpour keeping Thomas trapped inside his apartment. On days like these, he has learned, Patton tends toward melancholy reflection, toward sipping wine in the living room rather than attempting to cook or bake.

He has found himself glad of it, most of the time. Even on a good day, Patton is often too distractible to bake without supervision, and on these days, his eyes glaze and his movements slow as he reminisces on days long gone. Frankly, he should not be trusted anywhere near the kitchen, and they both know it.

“Not really,” he lies. “Not unless it suits. Do you?”

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Just gonna leave this here on your dash yup

A Comedy or A Tragedy

This piece took me FOREVER. This was for a 1k dtiys on my insta ♡♡ but I'll post it here to celebrate reaching 100+ followers :'D thank you guys!!!

soulmate september / day eighteen: what a bunch of a-holes

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Day Eighteen: Your soulmates first impression/thoughts about you are written somewhere on your body.

Summary: “What an asshole”. Virgil’s absolutely terrified about these words, and he tries to be kind to people, but it’s so difficult sometimes. Janus just thinks that everyone is an asshole.

Ship: Anxceit (Virgil x Janus)

word count: 520

CW: Janus is nonbinary and uses xe/xem pronouns

TW: anxious thoughts. brief familial moxiety. mentions of butts (…and yet Remus is not in this one?). seriously, the word “asshole” is written here at least 10 times.

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Day 14: Dukeceit

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Day 14 - The first words you hear your soulmate speak are written on you.

Content warning: character with vitiligo, implied rudeness towards vitiligo, Remus being Remus (in a way that could be categorized as intentions for animal abuse?? But not really. It’s not malicious in any way.)

Word count: 1.4k

What’s that on your face?

Every day he was greeted in the mirror by the same, harsh words, etched into his collarbone in startling black ink. He’d heard many variations of the question before in his life, people with too much curiosity and too little impulse control, blurting out questions about his skin before he even properly introduced himself. At this point, he’d memorized the spiel: It’s called vitiligo and yes, I was born this way. No, it doesn’t hurt. No, it’s not contagious. No, it’s not because my parents were different races. That last one still made him laugh sometimes. But, better to laugh at the absurdity than bang his head against a wall in frustration, he supposed.

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Remus: *throws Virgil onto their bed*

Remus: Cuddle time, motherfucker. I want attention.

Virgil: Alright, alright. All the attention. You take more attention than my dog.

GUYS IT'S LOGAN IN A SKIRT!

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Logan in a Skirt! 💙🖤 You all have been asking for the next in the series, and yes, we had to put Logan in a pencil skirt. It was simply logical.

H e look like he bout to shoot a spitball

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Virgil in his spider form climbs on top of Logan's back (who's in his cat form) Logan walks around completely calm with a tarantula on his back because he knows it's his friend/bf