Dukexiety - Blog Posts

I am doing this with poems and short stories.

That’s right! Dukexiety Week is happening! 

From August 23 to August 30 the prompts are as follows

Day 1: Halloween

Day 2: Fairytales

Day 3: Pirates

Day 4: Coffee (Shop)

Day 5: Music

Day 6: High School

Day 7: Movie Night

Bonus Day 8: Superheroes.

Anyone can participate, and all mediums are accepted (moodboards, playlists, cosplay, art, writing, and any creative stuff I can’t think of) 

There are a few rules to follow, simple stuff under the cut.

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Sunday tea with the king

summery: the King and Virgil used to have tea every Sunday, but now Virgil is left with an empty seat at a table by a bay, with extra macaroons, and a cup of tea untouched. Roman left with a faint memory of fine china and kind eyes. Remus is left with the faded memory of macaroons and a table by a sparkling bay. Both of them share the memory of loving Sundays. Patton’s guilt will forever eat at his chest, and he will do anything to make it up to Roman and Remus.

Warnings: sympathetic Remus, mention of food, a deformed Horse, Remus being Remus, capitals, bad grammar.

Author notes: this is my second time writing this, cause I’m an idiot and deleted the first one. I’m doing this a second time because I can’t find a thing on the relationship between Virgil and The King.

word count: 1193

Masterpost

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The King's decision to split was the Kings and his alone. He wanted to rid himself of the memories of Patton’s disappointed stares after he gave a “bad” idea. The soft knocks of Virgil on his door to come in and hold him as his cries turned to whimpers.

he had to lose something too. The King lost the memories of studying different animals, judging people in court with Janus in the imagination, and he lost the memories of Sunday tea by the bay with Virgil. Yet there is something that lingers in both Roman’s and Remus’ brains.

Roman remembers some of their time with Janus, and tea in fine china, and  kind eyes .

Remus remembers their time with Logan somewhat, along with a sparkling bay, and macaroons.

Both think the memories that have, the kind eyes, a sparkling bay, tea in fine china cups, and macaroons, are connected because when those memories come to thought so does the love for Sunday. Neither of them knew why but an overwhelming love for Sunday has always been there.

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It was Sunday and Virgil knew that he shouldn't cry, but the ache for his old tea parties was rampaging through his soul. He knew that the decision to split was the Kings and the King had made it, but that did not get rid of the want for those happy days of macaroons, gossip, and tea in fine china tea cups. Virgil still had the macaroons and tea in fine china cups, but no gossip, dirty jokes, or happy smiles. 

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Roman and Remus both decided to find out the mystery of Sunday. They went to who they thought would never ban them from knowledge, Logan.

“Hey Logan, are you in here,” Roman yelled into the giant study that was Logan’s room. Logan walked through two bookshelves to the two brothers. “Yes, I’m right here Roman,” Logan said. “oh good, I was wondering if you knew why we like Sundays so much, I mean it could be any day of the week but it’s always Sunday, why is that?” Logan looked panicked after Roman said that. “Hey Lolo why you look like we just asked how to murder you?” Remus said. Logan glanced at both of them, took a deep breath and said, “sorry you two but I’m not the one who should tell you.”

“That is fine” both the brothers said sadly.

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Both knew that they wouldn’t get a straight answer from Janus, so they went to Patton. the one that both of them had no memories of from before the split.

“Hey Pat,” Roman said to Patton who was making lunch. 

“oh hey kiddos, whats up!”

“me and Remus were wondering if you knew anything about our memories that don’t have anyone in them by the bay?”

Patton suddenly looked sad. “Oh yeah, I do. Do you want to know where the bay is? I’m pretty sure that he doesn't come back till later so you can ask all the questions you want to him. He was the one that knew the King the best...”

“Yes, yes, yesity, yes, please with a juicy butt hole on top,” Remus said smiling viciously.

Patton looked pained not to throw up right there on the spot, “Right... it’s in the King’s imagination, by the chestnut bay is the butterfly meadow. Don’t go close to the butterflies. They can poison you just by touching you unless you have a special charm, they only person that has the charm is Him.”

“Who is this Him, you keep mentioning, he seems important because he has access to the King’s imagination, along with having a charm that no one else has, and him knowing the King better than anyone else?” Roman said.

Patton just smiled and said, “that is for you to find out when you get there.” With that he started making lunch again.

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Both brothers stood at the door to the King’s Imagination. Roman took hold of the detailed gold handle, and pushed. the door swung open, the brothers walked through. The air was filled with the sweet scent of lavender and roses. Remus summoned a horse with their bones showing here and there. Roman summoned a white steed with flowers and golden thread in its mane. both mounted their rides and began the trek to the meadow.

The sights were beautiful like Roman’s, but deadly like Remus’ Imagination. when they got to the meadow they had nearly died three times, THREE!

 They saw a Friesian horse tied to an old oak tree, a little bit after at a white table with fine china cups with a flower pattern on them. a display with macaroons on it was in the middle. seated at that table was a man in a black hoodie with purple patches stitched into it, the stitches were exaggerated, drinking from a floral tea cup. It was Virgil.

Roman and Remus approached through the soft grass. Roman cleared his throat, Virgil opened his eyes and looked straight (gay) at them. seeing that it was them his poster softened a bit. “hey, guys’ I’ pretty sure that you guys’ want to know about the king?” 

“Yup,” roman said, ”we want to know why we love Sundays so much and who it was in our memories, but you being here answers who it was, but not why we love Sundays.”

“Well it is possible that the reason that the king loved Sundays so much is because he used to join what I'm doing right now, except we used to have more gossip, and sometimes Remy, plus the dirty jokes.”

“would you like to join me?” Virgil asked.

“Sure,” Roman said, grabbing Remus and sitting down. the tea pot raised up on it’s own and poured some tea into the cups. Remus started stuffing his face with the macaroons. Virgil let out a laugh as tears started forming in his eyes, “ the King used to do the same thing.” tears started to escape his eyes, smudging his eye-shadow on their way down. “Sorry, sorry, I shouldn’t be crying,” Virgil said, wiping the tears away, serving to smudge the eye-shadow. Roman and Remus got up from their chairs, and held the crying boy.

what they didn’t know was both of their Imaginations were becoming one hooking themselves to the King’s Imagination, and at that moment the land was completely done moving, the land masses were now one. the memories of the king rushed through both of their brains, both of the brothers now remembered all of it.

“It’s okay Vivi we both remember now.” Remus said holding Virgil closely.

“Yeah storm cloud, we remember all of it. we may never be the King but we are still parts of him, and all of him loved you with his whole heart. so of course we love you.” Roman said holding Virge just as close.

they didn’t know how long they stayed like that, Remus and Roman holding V as he cried whispering sweet things. And as a result none of them noticed Patton smiling from the tree line. After all Patton will do everything to make it up to those two.

I'm taking requests!!

I'll mainly be writing fluff or hurt/comfort, I don't do smut and I'm not a fan if writing heavy angst

I'll really do any ships (just obviously not remrom) but I most enjoy stuff like

-Logicality

-Moceit

-Logince

-Demus

-Intrulogical

But once again I'll do any

I'm also entirely up for aus

I found a post by @solarsparkss that was basically Sanders sides ships as childhood memories

And decided I'd do what I do best and take really nice wholesome content and ruin it for everyone

So I give you Sanders sides ships as classic childhood memories: Callum edition

Logince: fighting with my brother wale we were making Mac and cheese, I wanted to add the cheese and we were dumb kids and used cheese from a jar I reached for the jar with no warning and broke it 

Analogical: keeping my mom up cause I had a stomachache and I kept asking if we could go to a doctor, and when she'd finally agree I'd say we didn't have to go 

Prinxiety: watching kids randomly break out into fights and even cheering some on

Royality: my grandma unintentionally buying aphmau merch 

Demus: me getting in trouble cause I allegedly punched a baby

Logicality: whenever the teacher had a timer on the board and it going down to 10 seconds and everyone yelling "10 SECONDS BAKER'S"

Moxiety: crying and covering my ears when we had to watch a brainpop. Jr over drugs 

LAMP: my absolute hell of a drama camp, where we spent more time walking then dancing and I had a meltdown the day of the show cause I thought a girl hated me 

Dukxiety: my friend asking the highschool band performing at the school if they could play megalovania on the tenor trumpet 

Roceit: my brother crushing my dreams of wanting to meet stampycat

Moceit: forcing my family to sing Christmas songs by the fire

Loceit: making fun of trump during lunch and one girl leaning over and saying "don't you guys think your being a bit rude"

Anxceit: my teacher in kindergarten asking me how high I can count and me not wanting to show off and saying I could only count to 100

Intrulogical: me getting horny asf during a fine motor skills class 

Intruality: crying over the cartoon network "we'll see you tomorrow" ending cause it just made me really sad 

I did it?....I guess? XD

Multishippers come get y’all juice!

Here’s the none-edited version because....why not 🤷‍♀️

(Also the analogical tag don’t work apparently, don’t know what’s up with that but-)

Y'ALL, Y'ALL Y'ALL-

*sigh*

Can one of you draw Virgil in this? You don't have to, I just lack motivation rn.

dukexiety is just prinxiety for kids who were obsessed with creepypasta and watched saw and final destinations clips on youtube at the age of 10

The Slippery 4

Word Count: 726

Characters: Virgil, Remus, Deceit

Pairing: Dukexiety

Rating: T+

Warnings: Tentacles, implied cannibalism, implied murderous intent, Sexual Situations

Based off this headcanon by @zombie-teeth

Virgil wasn't known for being terribly cuddly, sure he enjoyed it now and then, but it was rare to find him snuggling with anyone for hours on end. But he couldn't exactly get away from his loving duke's embrace. That's why Deceit found him lounging on the couch with his boyfriend, Remus, holding onto him like a koala, fast asleep, with his 4 main tentacles idly wiggling behind him. The quiet hissing between the disgruntled emo and the teasing snake didn't bother Remus at all.

"Say one word about this to anyone and I will cover your library in webs. And if I piss myself don't you dare hold it against me." Virgil threatened. Deceit smiled at him and shrugged. He wasn't making any promises. He strolled back to his room with a smug air about him that made Virgil growl.

That's when a slick tentacle snuck behind him and gently caressed his neck. Virgil glanced at it with raised eyebrows and smirked.

"Thanks Nero, you're such a thoughtful lil wiggler." he chuckled and gently ran his fingers over the smooth appendage. He had to laugh at how it twitched and went limp on his shoulder, heating up as if it could blush. 

A different tentacle wrapped around his chest and snaked its way up to his cheek. Someone was jealous!

Virgil giggled and turned his head to press his lips to it. The delicate kiss against one sucker was just enough to make the tentacle jolt back and go rigid. This one had to be Tiberius, the flirty one.

"Don't think I forgot about you, Tiger." Virgil purred. At the pet name, Tiberius collapsed like a wet noodle on the couch and floor. He had to laugh, Remus' tentacles had a minds of their own, and they usually thought about Virgil. It was flattering and down right adorable usually. But they were still part of Remus, so if the tentacles went limp, Remus' grip would loosen too. All he had to do was make all of them relax, and that was a problem.

The other two tentacles were a little bit more daring. Commodus maneuvered its way around his thigh slipping behind him to get into his pants. Elagabalus slid in his lap and got very frisky. Virgil bit his lip and let out a loud frustrated groan, this was not helping his bladder problem, and causing a slew of other issues. Fortunately, Remus sleeping on him was one problem solved.

"Commie! Laggy! No!" Remus snapped and let go of Virgil to pull them back. They drooped in Remus' hands like guilty children.

"You do not get touchy like that when I'm asleep, unless you're touching me! Did Virgil say you could do that, hmm?" 

"Nope." Virgil answered, gently removing Nero from his shoulder.

"No? Then why did you two think it would be okay?!" Remus growled. Commie and Laggy curled into themselves out of shame and retreated into his back. Remus let out a sighed and carefully ran a hand down Virgil's cheek. 

"Are you alright, Scare Bear?" he asked. Virgil took his hand and brought it to his lips, making Remus blush. Leggy and Commie were in big trouble.

"Thanks, Ree. You saved me from the onslaught, like a knight in slimy armor. But armor isn't your strong suit." Virgil hummed and let the duke's hand fall gracelessly to his side. He smirked at the flustered side and winked. That sent Remus' heart into overdrive—a crooked smile and a little flirting should not be enough to turn Remus Sanders to mush! 

"No wonder they got frisky, you're a tease!" Remus laughed despite himself. Virgil shrugged and flashed a wicked grin.

"If teasing the tentacles wakes you up, then I'll be sure to do it more often." he said and moved to get up, "It's easier than clawing my way out to get to the bathroom." 

"No! Come back!" Remus whined, "I want to cuddle with you—naked if possible!"

"No." Virgil hummed on his way out, "But you can come to my room, get caught in a trap, and I could eat you like the little snack you are." 

"You sly wolf spider." Remus purred, "I'll see you there!" And all of his tentacles jolted back to life. He was so lucky to be able to call that catch of an emo his.

@bexxbeauty you asked to be tagged?

Love Letters

Fandom: Sanders Sides Pairing: Dukexiety Characters: Virgil, Remus, everyone else mentioned Notes: Day 14 for @tsshipmonth2020​ - dukexiety Summary: When Virgil wrote done his feelings for Remus it was the explicit intention to shred the letter after.

He knew he was forgetting something

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To Remus,

I’ve been having feelings.  The worst kind of feelings. Super affectionate, really lovey-dovey, terrible feelings.  You’d probably laugh in my face if I told you about them.

In fact, you’d definitely laugh in my face.  Which is why I’m writing this and not like, talking to you.  Because I’m a coward who can’t deal with the fact you’ll reject me.  

But I also can’t move on.

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Virgil's type from the "hear me out cake" video being "could kill me" is so fucking funny to me and also opens up some funny ship dynamics!

Like what I immediately thought of was Roman listing reasons to Virgil as to discourage him from dating his brother, and saying "he could/would kill you!" and Virgil just going "oh shit... He could, couldn't he" achieving the opposite result.

And with Logan, seeing him get angry with orange eyes and just thinking "oh damn, he could kill me😳" (inspired by this post https://www.tumblr.com/batiataki/776215239653998592/oh-damn-myself-jumpscare-silly?source=share )