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headcanon that Janus calling wine soup is an insider joke of the Dark Sides and it drives Logan crazy so Janus will ask Virgil to pass the soup and Virgil will hand Janus a wine bottle and Logan just sits there like

Soulmate September 3 - Animal that only you and your soulmate can see, dukexiety

@tsshipmonth2020

(Tw for breaking the law)

It was common courtesy to ignore your familiar when in public.  Petting and cooing at an invisible creature was considered rude to those around you- and Virgil was an expert at following social guidelines.  

Certainly, the little bat was horribly annoying, fluttering around his head and hanging from the collar of his shirt, but he ignored it better than anyone else he knew.  He'd even been asked a few times if he even had one, by people who asked questions that were just too invasive.

Still, it was rude to dote on your familiar in public, so when Virgil met his soulmate, he was less focused on the fact that he could see the transparent blue platypus on the man's shoulder and more focused on the fact that his soulmate was babying the thing, cooing and scratching it under its chin, petting it like it was a real animal.

Impulse alone had Virgil marching up to the park bench the man sat at and slapping his hand away from it.

"You aren't supposed to do that," he growled, and the other glanced at him with a surprised look on his face, eyes wide and a sickly green.  Then he grinned, and it was too sharp- a little too terrifying.

"There's a lot of things I'm not supposed to do that I still do, darling!  You want to hear another one?!" And without another word, he stood, smashed Virgil's cheeks between his hands, and kissed him.  Virgil jerked back, stumbling and tripping backwards over his feet when his soulmate released him, and he fell to the ground harshly as the man cackled.

"You're crazy," Virgil hissed, mind spinning with suddenly anxious thoughts.  "We aren't supposed to kiss until we get registered, you just broke the law, what is wrong with you?!"

"Bleh, conservative laws never really suit me!  Wanna do it again?  Felt nice, didn't it?" He grinned.  Virgil hated the fact that he was right, he was already craving more.

"I don't even know your name yet," he said instead of answering the question, and the man gave a dramatic bow.

"Remus, at your service, beautiful!" He exclaimed, then squatted in front of the fallen one.  "Wow!  So you got a bat?  He's so cute!  I've always loved bats!  Imagine flying with your fingers!" His voice was practically a squeak as he reached out to Virgil's familiar, and the bat flew from Virgil's collar to immediately rest in Remus' hand, squeaking as he pet and scratched its little head.

"I can't believe that you're what I got stuck with," Virgil said in a whispered tone, and Remus flinched, though his smile didn't falter.

"Yeah, I expected that kind of reaction," he said.  "My brother always used to tell me that not even my soulmate could love me, so I'm not surprised.  That's why I wanted to kiss you right away!  If we get registered, you can never be with anyone else, but I wanted to be a little selfish before I let you go!" He blew on the bat so it took the hint to flutter back to Virgil.  "At least this way you'll be able to be with a soulless.  I was just- fate's mistake," he giggled emptily.  Virgil's bat chirped sadly.

"... that's not-" Virgil started, but faltered.  "Fate isn't ever wrong," he said in a final tone, and Remus glanced to him, lips pouted outward.

A beat, and then-

"You're kinda stupid," Remus said, and he was cackling again as Virgil's face turned red.

"It's not!" He insisted as his soulmate laughed at him. "Really!"

"Okay," Remus said, cackles lowering to giggles.  "Prove it.  Prove that fate isn't wrong."

"How do I do that?"

Remus pretended to think before speaking.  "We could always kiss again.  Or do another lovely little crime, maybe~ wanna burn down a building?  Shoplift?"

For a moment, Virgil was silent, and then- "... Graffiti?" He suggested softly, and his soulmate immediately brightened.

"So I didn't get completely stuck with a Do-Gooder!"

"One painting, and then we get registered, like we're supposed to."

"Sure, if you still believe fate is 'never wrong' after spending that much time with me!"

Slowly, Virgil pushed himself up, avoiding the other's gaze.  "... I know a spot that's out of the public eye.  We won't get caught.  I just… I haven't, in a while."

"Abandoned your life of crime to follow the path of good?  How boring!  Well, I'm glad we were assigned to each other- I get to drag you right back!"

Virgil snorted.  "As if.  This is one crime, and then we're doing things my way- registration, and seeing where we go from there."

Remus smiled in a way that had Virgil doubting he understood, but he decided he could handle it.  If he didn't learn to love this guy, it meant fate was wrong- that everything Virgil had been taught was wrong.

It wasn't like there was nothing to admire.  Remus had a pretty face.  But… well, as far as Virgil could see so far… that was it.  That was the only thing in it for him, and he wasn't near that shallow, to be satisfied with looks.  And yet…

"I'm Virgil, by the way," he huffed, turning on his heel to lead the way, and Remus jumped to follow.

"Nice to meetya!" Remus cheerfully squeaked.  "You got money?"

"Enough to get paint, yeah," he huffed.  Then, after a pause, "... we are not shoplifting the paint."

"Aw," the other said with a pout that was bordering on cute.

Once they'd bought the spray paint, Virgil led Remus through a few alleyways and into an abandoned building.  Experienced hands pulled a green paint and a purple paint from his bag, shaking them almost carelessly as they passed dozens of graffiti covered walls.

"This place has been abandoned for years," he explained.  "They're gonna tear it down later this summer, so there's really no harm in-"

"Are all of these yours?" Gasped Remus in an awed voice, and Virgil spun his head to see the other tracing his fingers wide-eyed over the paintings.  The building was dark, but light shone through a window, reflecting off the silver dye in Remus' hair and his green eyes.  The low light turned his eyes from a sickly green to an emerald.  He was practically shining.  Virgil barely held in a gasp.

"Uh," he exclaimed intelligently.  "Yeah, they're mine."

"They're fantastic," Remus exclaimed, and Virgil found his cheeks going pink.  Which was a good sign, but he still despised the added embarrassment.  

"...yeah, they're whatever," Virgil said, looking away.  "Let's just get this over with so we can get registered."

"You really have a one track mind, huh?" Remus giggled.  "This is bonding time, my darling!  Have a little fun!" He shoved past Virgil, yanking the green paint from his hand and spraying it across the wall.  Up and down as he walked, and then a little ways away, he stopped.  "Perfect!" The man exclaimed, having written "Fuck" across the wall in fancy cursive letters.  Virgil just felt he should be impressed that Remus had done it backwards.

"That's a waste of space," he declared, and Remus rolled his eyes.

"You said they were tearing it down anyway.  No need to be a perfectionist for art that's gonna get destroyed!"

"...yeah, I guess you're right," Virgil huffed, but still pulled his own paint back further to spray at Remus' work, littering the word with speckles of purple.

"Nice," Remus declared.  "You just committed a crime."

"You have made me commit multiple crimes today."

"I didn't force you to do this.  You wanted to, didn't you?  Just as easily, we could have kissed again, and that'd be that.  And yet…" Remus trailed off with a grin.  "Here we are.  The crime you wanted to do."

Virgil didn't dignify that with a response for a second.  "... it's just been a while, okay?" He said as he found a clear stretch of wall.  He pulled out a pink spray and began to shake it.  "I used to do this all the time in high-school.  It was a stress thing."

"So?" Remus prompted, and Virgil hummed a confused note when he didn't continued.  "Did you stop being stressed?"

"No," Virgil replied with a short laugh, spraying his paint across the wall.  "I think I just- stopped having the extra time."

"But you enjoy it," Remus stated, and Virgil paused, deliberating on his answer.  

"... yeah, I enjoy it.  That doesn't make it good to do."

"If you're gonna be registered to me, you're gonna have to get used to doing bad things.  It's my whole brand," he said cheerfully, petting the head of the platypus still lazily hanging off of his shoulder.  

If he hadn't felt so relaxed by all this, Virgil might have argued- but there was something about returning to graffiti that soothed all the anxieties he had.  

He hadn't been this relaxed since he was a kid.

"I think I can handle that," he finally said.  "Every once in a while.  Not all the time, but… special occasions.  Your birthday."

"And Christmas!" Remus exclaimed, and Virgil rolled his eyes.

"Every other holiday."

"Deal!  We'll work our way up from there, won't we?" He said, and he was talking to the platypus now.  Virgil blinked at it carefully before setting his paints down.

"Can I-?" He faltered, but he didn't need to ask.  Remus smiled, and without another word, he lifted the platypus from his shoulder to hold out to the other.

"We're not technically in public… He likes getting scratched on the head," Remus explained.  "Especially the back.  Just be careful because some platypuses- platypi? Have spurs on the back of their heels, and while I don't know if that translates to life from the soul realm I do think it is worth looking out for," he said, nodding sagely.

Virgil nodded, careful as he placed a hand on the creature's forehead.  It was oddly soft- softer than his bat, he thought, which was currently resting on Remus' head.  It made a strange little noise as he pet it before he finally, very carefully lifted the lazy thing into his arms.  

"Oh," he breathed softly.  "He's actually kinda cute.  Really weird looking, but cute.  Suits you."

"Aw, you think I'm cute," Remus giggled, but stopped as Virgil nodded.

"I do.  You are."

He really didn't have much to say to that.  Except…

"Would you mind breaking that law again?" He asked, and Virgil blinked away from the platypus to Remus.  "That- I mean-"

"Kiss?" Virgil asked, and Remus nodded eagerly.  

Virgil glanced again to the platypus in his arms, to the barely-there graffiti on the walls, and focused on the relaxed feeling in his chest- focused on how now, in this moment, he had never felt less afraid of the law.

"Have I convinced you that fate is always right, yet?" He teased instead of answering.

"I think I'll know for sure if I get to kiss you again," Remus responded, so Virgil leaned forward, tilting his chin up just a little and pecking the kiss to his lips- holding it there for a few seconds, and when he pulled back, Remus looked gorgeously dazed.

"... alright, you win," Remus said on a breath.

Surrounded by graffiti and having broken the law three times in one day with the full intention to do it again, Virgil wondered if that was the truth for just a second before he decided that they were very much both winners in this situation.

A writing prompt you say? I have many, friend. May I order some Dukeceit, with a side of The power goes out and Janus learns that Remus's freckles glow in the dark? (Some octopi have glowy spots in the dark, which is the inspo for this btw) Feel free to deny the request obviously i'm not gonna force you lol! Hope you get all the asks you could want!

Ofc Nonnie! Sorry that this is a little late!

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Date night for Janus and Remus could mean literally anything. Dinner or dancing were common, and robbing a bank together was always an option. (They hadn’t actually robbed a bank together yet, but it was discussed a lot. As Remus liked to say, “There’s just something so romantic about threatening to hurt someone with your boyfriend.”) 

That night, Remus had suggested a horror movie that had recently come out and Janus was more than willing to spend the evening curled up on the couch, cuddling his boyfriend. The glow of the tv lit up Remus’ face as Janus played with Remus’ mustache. He liked to twirl it gently and smile when Remus would giggle from the feeling. 

Another thing about Remus that Janus loved were his freckles. The little dots splattered all over his face, shoulders, and arms, telling stories of adventures in the sun. Janus liked to trace little shapes with the freckles, almost as if he were playing connect the dots. Just absentmindedly touching Remus, admiring him. Remus didn’t mind, especially when they were watching a movie. Remus would stare at the screen, soaking up every gory detail, and Janus would just admire him. 

A scream rang through the house, thankfully coming from the tv. But halfway through the scream, the tv cut out. Janus noticed that the room was now completely dark and he shut his eyes tightly. He would never admit it, but he was afraid of the dark, afraid of what could be in it, and what could hurt him when he couldn’t see. He knew it wasn’t a rational fear, but it was a fear he dealt with regardless. He heard Remus get off the couch, probably to check on the tv. 

“I think the power is out Janny,” Remus said, plopping back down next to Janus on the couch. Janus, with his eyes still closed, wrapped himself around Remus’ torso, holding him close. He felt Remus’ fingers run through his hair, felt Remus’ lips meet his forehead. 

“You can open your eyes baby, it’s fine.” Janus opened his eyes, expecting to be met with complete darkness. But there was a small hint of light, a faint glow. Janus looked over at Remus and noticed that each and every one of his freckles glowed a light neon green, the only source of light in the house.

Janus touched Remus’ cheek with his hand, running a finger over some of the freckles. “How?” 

Remus shrugged. “Some octopi have glow in the dark spots. Since I have a thing for octopi and have taken on some of their more subtle traits, my freckles glow as if I were an octopus.” Janus admired the freckles, his obsession with them growing stronger now that he knew they possessed such a cool and useful skill. 

“Well, I don’t think that they are the most adorable thing ever,” Janus muttered, continuing to trace the glowing freckles with his finger.

Remus clicked his tongue. “You’re going soft on me,” he teased. Janus mumbled a half-hearted shut up, but Remus didn’t hear it. 

“Well, you may think a couple of freckles are cute, but I think you’re absolutely a catch all on your own. And you don’t even have freckles!” Janus’ face was now a bright shade of red, and an uncomfortably warm temperature from all the blood that was rushing to his cheeks but it was too dark for Remus to notice. 

They sat there in the dark, Remus holding Janus, playing with his hair, while Janus was wrapped around Remus, focused on the glowing freckles. Neither one of them knew how much time had passed until the power turned back on, but Janus was very thankful when it did. Logan came down the stairs to make sure that everyone was okay.

“Yeah, thankfully Remus has his glowing freckles,” Janus muttered. Logan’s eyes widened. 

“Glowing freckles?” He asked. Remus quickly explained and it within seconds Logan was up in Remus’ personal space, studying the freckles and asking questions. Janus pushed him away.

“Hey, no studying or testing my boyfriend! Get your own glowing boyfriend to be your science project!” He said, wrapping an arm around Remus’ waist protectively, although Logan did not seem to notice. Logan went back up the stairs defeatedly, disappointed that he didn’t learn all he wanted from the glowing freckles. 

Remus chuckles. “Jealous Jan?” He asked. Janus leaned up and kissed a freckle on the tip of Remus’ nose before planting a gentle kiss against his lips. 

“Just protective of my boyfriend, and the freckles that saved me.” 

Soulmate September - Day 13

Day 13 - Everyone is born with a super power, but when soulmates are together their powers are nullified by each other.

Pairing(s): Romantic Intrulogical, Romantic Moceit, Romantic Prinxiety (background), Familial Anxceit

TWs: swearing, one mention of puking [nothing detailed], innuendo, Remus being Remus

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Logic reigned at night in Newmind City.

Okay, that may not be entirely correct; the quicker the time sluggishly dragged itself towards 6 am, the faster the brain cell count dwindled. Stupider and stupider decisions were made edging the lines of the illegal and bordering on the disastrous. 

No, the Logic that owned the night came in the form of the superhero; Logic. 

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Soulmate September - Day 13

Day 13 - Everyone is born with a super power, but when soulmates are together their powers are nullified by each other.

Pairing(s): Romantic Intrulogical, Romantic Moceit, Romantic Prinxiety (background), Familial Anxceit

TWs: swearing, one mention of puking [nothing detailed], innuendo, Remus being Remus

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Logic reigned at night in Newmind City.

Okay, that may not be entirely correct; the quicker the time sluggishly dragged itself towards 6 am, the faster the brain cell count dwindled. Stupider and stupider decisions were made edging the lines of the illegal and bordering on the disastrous. 

No, the Logic that owned the night came in the form of the superhero; Logic. 

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Finding Family

Soulmate September Day 23: “At a certain age you switch bodies with your soulmate for 24 hours.”

Pairing: Intuality

Alternate Universe: Apocalyptic AU

Warnings: Minor Sexual Innuendo

Word Count: 2442

Patton had been preparing for this day. All of his companions knew that today was supposed to be his birthday, if they were counting their days right, which meant he and his soulmate would switch places for one day, supposedly it was at the time that Patton was born but that knowledge was lost years ago with the loss of data centers. The world had fallen into chaos in the last ten years and there had been more important things to remember than soulmate details. Patton still tried to remember it all though. He loved the idea of soulmates and it was something to look forward to despite the chaos of the world. The surface might be on fire, the air unbreathable with ash. Prowlers who didn’t need oxygen might roam the slowly decaying wasteland, but at least there was love. Where there was love, there was hope.

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I’m a sucker for Roman and Remus interactions :v

hope I see no romrem in the comments bitches

I think so. I personally like fluff way too much tho

do

do people not like pure fluff anymore? do they just want angst?

“Rockin’ rockin out to the rock and roll!” 

For the platonic dukexiety week 2020 @dukexietyweek

Day 5: Music

This is from my music competition AU! Virgil and Remus start a band, with Virgil playing the guitar and Remus playing the bass.

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

Soulmate September - Day 12

Day 12 - You meet your soulmate in your dreams every night.

Pairing(s): Romantic Remile, Romantic Moceit, Romantic Dukexiety, Past Romantic Dukeceit

TWs: sexual language, mentions of childbirth, Remus being Remus, swearing

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Emile Picani knew something was up with his soulmate.

Their link, as almost all did, formed when they were twelve. And right off the bat, when his soulmate kept flitting in and out of sight, he knew their first meeting would be interesting. Emile had sat up from his dream bed to see a young boy with raven hair that shone a dazzling blue in the light, and pale skin adorned with freckles that stood out like stars in the night sky. 

So sue him, Emile was going through a poetic phase. 

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Mmmmmm Grunge Virgil?

uwaa

Roman… but happy

I feel like next would be roman, but I can't decide whether virgil or Janus is next

Sanders Sides fic prompt: the orange side is insanity and he locks all six of the sides in his room(which causes insanity) so All the sides lose their sanity one by one. Logan tried to keep everyone together, since as logic he’s the most resistant but they just lose themselves in his arms. When Remus, the last person to be corrupted gives in, Logan is the only one left

Why the sides work out

Roman: he's insecure about his body, so he exercises excessively to try and tone his muscles so that he looks strong "like a prince should be"

Logan: he wants to have a healthy life style

Patton: he walks his dog while jogging and he finds it fun

Virgil: he does it because he wants to get stronger (you know, fight or flight?). He takes out a lot of his anger and anxiety on the punching bag

Janus: he just does it because he wants to pass the time

Remus: chases after others with his morning star and got fit because of it

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

1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17

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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Logan stans come get y’alls juice

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Virgil - Prickly as a Thistle

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Who gave him a knife?! Oh it was me. To round it out here’s an emo nightmare. Perhaps thistles are a bit obvious, but they still suit him

Roman | Janus

@wroammin

aha real funny how i then stayed up too late drawing these– BASED ON THAT TWEET !!

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take a tiny roman for your troubles.

Soulmate September - Day 10

Day 10 - You are born with a birthmark, similar to a tattoo, that is shared by your soulmate.

Pairing(s): Romantic Anaroceit, Romantic RemSleep, Ambiguous Poly Glasses Gays 

TWs: Swearing, Remus being Remus, animal death metions briefly, implied sexual mention once I think? 

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Why was it so difficult to simply bring together two handsome, obnoxious soulmates?

How could grown men be this dense?!Virgil had been trying for MONTHS at this point to get these idiots to date, yet for some reason 

Instead of wanting to date each other, they both seemed far more interested in someone else.

In him.

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Reminders!!

Janus but,,,, actually snake from the Waist up

I definetly fucking read this wrong and I made a whole drawing no one asked me to do because I cANT READ FUCK

amanda’s sides playlists

virgil (anxious boi)

remus (trash boi)

janus (snek boi)

logan (smart boi)

patton (soft boi)

roman (fancy boi)

Hi, im basically dead, but like ✨intrulogical✨

(incorrect quote cr. @/sunshineemomare on twitter)

I crawl out of the dark like once a month to say hi, so hi, anyway, general taglist

Taglisttt

@shesavampirequeen

@rosesandstuff

@loganberrysanders

@midnightcandy

@spaceviolett

@sticksandanxiety

@dante1138

@fanaticalfamder

@allycat31415

@oakskull

@lunatrixyl

@theangelsoars

@starrycari

@because-hes-my-hero

@hell-or-high-waters

@acompletemusicalnerd

@the-parentheticals

@ollyollyoxinfree

Me: *tries to draw requests*

My head: Hey, what if you made roceit but with short Roman and tall Janus

Me:

Me: >:/

My damned impulsive hand:

No.22 Remus x Logan please if you want.❤️ Love your writing

22. “Scoot over.  I wanna sit next to you.”

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Logan was used to eating his lunch alone. It wasn’t quite that anyone had ever told him that he couldn’t sit with them, but he chose to avoid the awkward glances and shifty excuses he’d likely get if asked to join a group. He was perfectly content to spend lunch with his sandwhich and his thoughts, thank you very much. 

“Scoot over. I wanna sit next to you.” 

Logan glanced up from his book, frowning. He barely had time to register the mess of brown curls and toothy grin that filled his vision before the boy they belonged to plopped his tray down on the table and wormed his way onto the bench next to Logan. 

Logan recognized him, of course, everyone in school knew the Crowne twins. Despite not quite fitting into a traditionally popular, masculine mold, Roman Crowne had a large group of friends and was generally well liked by people. Meanwhile, all sorts of rumors about the younger twin, Remus, circulated through the student body, including a particularly gruesome tale about what he’d done to Eric Stone, a student who’d apparently called Roman some...less than savory names. Logan was sure that the details were mostly exaggerated, but it didn’t stop most people, himself included, from being just a little afraid of Remus.

So of course, it was Remus who had decided to invade the solitude of Logan’s lunchtime. He flashed Logan a smile before taking a massive bite of his own sandwich, and Logan swallowed, turning back to his book with the hope that Remus wouldn’t intrude further. 

“Whatcha reading?” 

".....a book.”

“Yeah, I got that, Nerdy Wolverine, what’s it about?” 

“Nerdy Wolverine?” 

“Yeah! Ya know, cuz your name’s Logan, and you’re totally fierce, but you’ve got this total Nerd thing going on. Nerdy Wolverine.” 

Logan blinked. 

“I...must admit I’m not sure why you think I’m ‘fierce,’ as you put it.” Hell, he hadnt realized Remus knew his name, much less noticed anything about his disposition. 

"Uh, maybe because you completely destroyed that bitch Amy Shellenberger earlier in biology when she tried to say that chromosomes prove that there are only two genders? In front of the whole class?” 

“Oh.” Logan felt heat rising in his face as he recalled the heated encounter with the popular girl in that day’s science class. It wasn’t like him to cause a scene, but he’d spotted Elliot staring in their lap with shiny eyes while Amy prattled on, and had found himself on his feet spouting off a counter argument before he knew what he was doing. “I didn’t mean to...that is, I-” 

“Hey, no need to freak out,” Remus said, popping a french fry in his mouth. “It was hella cool. And if anyone gives you shit for it, let me know, alright? I’ll make sure it won’t happen again.” 

Logan looked up, and found Remus giving him an uncharacteristically serious look. Perhaps the stories of what he’d done to Eric Stone had more truth in them than Logan had initially realized.

“I...appreciate that,” he said eventually, and Remus smiled.

“For sure, man.” 

The two sat in silence for a moment, then Remus nudged Logan’s book. 

“So, you gonna answer my question, or?” 

“Oh,” Logan said, looking down. He’d nearly forgotten that Remus had even asked. “It’s a book about the likely origin of the legends of sea monsters, giant squid and things like that.”

Remus’s eyes lit up, and Logan suddenly felt brave. 

“Would you like to hear about the origins of the legend of the kraken?” he asked. 

“Hell yes I would,” Remus said, placing his chin on his fist and staring at Logan with rapt attention. 

As Logan began explaining, flipping through the book as he went to showcase the illustrations, he allowed himself a small smile. 

Perhaps from here on out, lunch wouldn’t be quite so lonely. 

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me: *realizes i’ve never drawn all the sides in one project*

So here y’all go! These were really fun to make, and I hope you like them!

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I know Virgil’s thing is the spiders but Janus gives me such strong Muffet vibes man

hot professor rights!