Oh Oh Oh If You’re Doing Requests Could You Do Some Anxceit? Either Fluff Or Hurt/comfort?

Hopped on that Patton in a skirt train

The snake boi himself He’s always so fun to doodle

art block only lets me draw comfort characters rn sorry T^T

Prepare for trouble!

And make it double!

Song here

Logan stans come get y’alls juice

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YES.

Remus is creating really good yet creepy paintings of spiders, and Virgil walks in when he's finished a few of them

Virgil's like "wow these are really cool, did you actually draw these?!" And this emo's like super excited and stimmy because spiders are his thing y'know

Remus almost starts crying cause he hardly gets and recognition for his art skills and it's his crush that's telling him how amazing his drawings are and he can't-

Palette Sides!!

That is a good fic!

Hey can y'all help me find this fuckin fic I love it's on Tumblr but I can't find it

Okay so fsr Roman Logan and Patton have been turned into cats and end up in the dark side where Virgil (who's a little kid and also a spider) finds them and adores them. Logan and Patton love him back but Roman's being a bitch. Janus comes in and finds the cats and asks where Virgil (who he calls Anxiety) found them. Remus comes in and jokes about killing the cats which sends Virgil into an attack. He gets calmed down and he's okay Janus takes the cats back to the light and they run into their rooms and change into their human form time passes Patton gives Virgil a cat toy and Janus gay panics

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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.” 

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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