Sanderssidessideblog - Everybody Is A Little Gay

Such a fool for thinking he belongs to the stage.

I wish I could tell you.  It gets better. We get better.

A lil Patton to brighten your day? o///o💖

HOLD UP

KARROT KING?

AS IN CARROTS ARE ORANGE???

DUKE, PRINCE, KING??

GUYS WHY ARE WE SLEEPING ON THIS??

I have no excuse, @rondoel was talking about King and Janus over at @kingcreativityau  and I kept thinking about punishments and the cold-blooded snek boy being left in an icy cave for the sole purpose of keeping him in a state of brumation and just general sluggish uselessness. Basically just an excuse to make an intimate pose coupled with tears turning to icicles. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Anyways enjoy the angst and giftart Rondo!

Yup!

I miss kingxiety

I want some kingxiety please

Please give it to me, steal my credit card or something, please

Janus

fun fact for those who don’t know this but when a snake (or just about anything) is born with two heads like that, it is indeed called a janus, thus this would be called a janus snake. snakes are far more likely to be born with two heads than any other species, iirc

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

take a tiny roman for your troubles.

Roses, Prinxiety, fluffy!

Thanks for the request! I really like the way this one turned out!

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Prince Virgil sat down heavily on the bench in the garden, sighing. He crossed his ankles delicately, a habit obtained from his mother. His head dropped into his hands as he tried to breathe normally. Why couldn't he just be good at being a prince, like his brother? Janus was charming and smooth, and sincerely believed in his ideals. Virgil didn't even know what his ideals were. Other than...

"Oh, dear Stormcloud," a gentle voice called quietly. Virgil didn't lift his head, but a small smile tugged at his lips.

"Roman," he greeted softly, not quite feeling up to the normal bantering greeting he would give the gardener.

Roman sat down next to him, and Virgil soon found himself pressed to Roman's chest. He began to relax, Roman's presence calming him. "Are you alright, My Love?" Roman asked finally.

Virgil nodded. "I am now," he answered, resting his head on Roman's shoulder.

Roman hummed, summoning a thorn-less purple rose into his hand. Just another secret to keep. But not from Virgil. "Here, Love," he cooed.

Virgil lifted his head and took the rose reverently, holding it like it could crumble at any moment. Then he was kissing Roman. It wasn't long, or particularly passionate. Roman tasted of peaches and soil.

It wasn't until hours (along with many kisses) had passed and someone called from the doors for Virgil that they moved from that spot.

"I'll see you tonight?" Virgil asked hopefully.

"Of course, My Angel," Roman answered, caressing Virgil's soft cheek. "Go be a Prince for a while. You can do it."

Virgil made a face.

"You can. You're the most charming, thoughtful prince I've ever met," Roman encouraged, causing Virgil's face to flush.

"I have to go."

Roman placed one last peck on Virgil's lips before letting go and watching him jog back towards the palace.