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ember-da-toon · 3 years

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*`~Carmen the Demus family pet~`*

Remus was wondering his side of the imagination when he stumbled upon a Synchònefsion. She was being cornered by some Banshees.

Remus interested in keeping her as a buddy, his children wanted a pet too, so he drew his morning star out and bashed away the Banshees.

When the threats poofed away, Remus approached the creature trying not startle her.

In fact, the Synchònfsion wasn't worried at all. It lowered itself close to the groumd allowing Remus to pet her fuzzy mane.

Remus checked the creatures' state making sure it wasnt hurt or injured before he put her on a collar that was connected to a leash and brought it back to his home.

Janus was sitting on his leather recliner with a book in hand. All cozy by the fire place while making sure that Maria and James were behaving.

He heard the front door slam open and his dearest call out his playful nickname.

"Jan-Jan! You wont believe who I met!" Remus' voice bellowed through the castle's halls. "Is Tia Atina here, I'd love to prepare some tea for your Aunty," Janus asked.

Tia Atina is Roman an Remus' Aunty who raised them ever since their parents had passed away since they were really young. But, she isn't going to make an appearance today.

"Even better!" Remus' tone pitch quickly hightened in excitement.

Janus looked up from his book and let out a yelp. He saw the creature his husband just dragged in. It was almost twice the size of Remus himself.

Maria looked up and gasped "Puppy?!". James on the other hand quivered and let out a scared whimper.

Before Maria could leap at the thing Janus put himself between his children and the creature. Holding the back while a set of arms held his cane in an act of defense.

"Remus, what is that thing?" Janus asked sternly. Keeping a strong gaze upon the creature.

The Synchònfsion let out a sound of fear and recoiled behind Remus. "Woah Jan-Jan! Chill, shes friendly," Remus reassured him.

The snake still kept a sharp glare at the thing behind Remus. "Remus I know well enough that this side of the imagimation is filled with twisted and dangerous creaturs darling,"

"But this," Janus pointed te cane to the creature harshly making it let out yet another whimper. "This is by far the most bizzare creature I have ever seen," Janus hissed.

Remus pouted, "Janus, chill your snitties, shes completely harmless, in fact she was being cornered by Banshees and I had to save her,"

"Papa, did you save her just for us?" Maria asked trying to take a glimpse of the Synchònfsion. Tryimg to be hidden under your snake dad's cloak and the creatures is behind your other dad is pretty hard to see.

James was behaving well being, completely quiete and still underneath Janus' cloak. Just as he told him to do whenever Janus does this.

Its a little defense mechanism to keep the children hidden for at least a few moments to make sure its safe.

"She is a really friendly thing I promise," Remus reassured Janus.

Janus still had his dounts but still decided to trust Remus on this one. He let out a sigh and pulled his cloak back to let Maria and James come out.

Maria dragged James over to the creature evem though he was intimidated himself. Janus knows that Remus wouldn't let anything happen to them. Thats what Janus loves about him.

The creature poked its snout out and Maria held her hand out and started to pet it. Not long after, Maria was clinging onto her cheerfully. James had his head turned away yey his hamd reachout out for the creature's head.

It gently rubbed itself against James palm. James was soon petting its wings.

"Whats its name papa?" Maria asked in glee as she stroaked the creatures hoof.

"I dunno creeper, its up to you," Remus said as he eyed Janus who still had his cane out not takimg his eyes off of the creatures many possibly dangerous features.

"Yay! Hm... what would be the perfect name for you?" Maria hummed tapping her chin. "Leslie?" She asked and the creature didnt like it so she shook he head.

"No? Okay..." Maria examined her again. "Skya?" Maria asked again, bu the creature shook her head.

"She seems really picky with her names," Remus chuckled and watch as James stroaked its side.

After a couple of minutes of Maria listing out names for the creature, Maria finally gave up and asked James for some help. "Why dont you give it a try?" Remus asked.

"U-uhm..." James doesnt talk much and its a bit difficult for him to communicate. James is really shy.

James hummed and moved infront of the creature. It tilted its head and waited for James' answer.

"Carmen?" James finally spoke. 'Carmen' seemed to delight the creature as its tentacle tail thumped against the ground like a dog would.

"Carmen eh? Well, looks like she really likes that," Remus smiled as Carmen gave James excited licks with her sand paper toungue.

James giggled and hugged her, earning a purr from Carmen. Maria soon joined in on the hug.

Remus headed towards Janus who was now sitting on the ground watching Maria and James smother their new pet with love. He had a small smile on his face. Remus couldn't contain his own smile and sat beside Janus.

He wrapped his arms around him and suprised the snake with many kisses on his scales. Janus turned into a giggling blushy fit and Remus kept attacking him with his affection.

Rarely shows his soft side for Janus infront of the others really. Usually its dirty talk and just his plain old potty mouth.

When in private, he gets to keep all of Janus to himself and show his sweet side only to him.

"We're keeping her right?" Remus asked pulling away just inches away from their noses touching.

Janus let out a sigh, "Well, we've already named it so yeah,"

#demus #dukeceit #sanders sides #Remus with pets #ship children #gay ship #ficlet #ambersdatoonsficlets #fluff #the demus family pet

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whyiask · 3 years

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Okay so. I started out with a writing alt, @ranger-njoyc but I don't use that account anymore, and we're just gonna post fanfic on main.

Fandoms I've written for so far: Sanders Sides, Fablehaven, The Owl House, Agents of Shield, Nevermoor, Dream SMP.

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The Owl House

My Beautiful Stranger. ✤ AU: "I work in the library and I’m a little concerned for your health bc you never stop studying" ✤ Luz, a library assistant, decides to talk to the mysterious girl who is always in the corner of the library. ✤ Lumity ✤ wc: 907 ✤ x.

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Fablehaven

i’ll see you on the other side ✤ "AU where instead of Kendra throwing fruit at Ronodin, she walks up and gives him a hug that he desperately needs" ✤ In which Ronodin gets the much-needed hug he deserves and Kendra questions her perception of the world. ✤ platonic ronodra ✤ wc: 1465 ✤ x.

15 Days Til’ CotTG ✤ 15 one-shots posted in the 15 days before Champion of the Titan Games was released. ✤ Day 1: Love ✤ Day 2: Dark & Light ✤ Day 3: Fairytale ✤ Day 4: Fire ✤ Day 5: Voice ✤ Day 6: Sick Day ✤ Day 7: Beginnings ✤ Day 8: Discovery ✤ Day 9: Betrayal ✤ Day 10: Unrequited Love ✤ Day 11: Journal(pt.1) ✤ Day 12: Journal(pt.2) ✤ Day 13: Journal(pt.3) ✤ Day 14: Spy AU ✤ Day 15: Legacy ✤

12 Days of X-Mas ✤ It's winter time at Fablehaven! The whole family is coming over, and fluff and holiday bonding is bound to happen.

My Partner in Crime ✤ Warrenessa Mortal Childhood Friends AU ✤ multi chapter ✤ When a mysterious new family moves in across the street from Warren, he is immediately drawn to the thrill of suspense. After befriending their daughter, Vanessa, together they team up to explore the secrets of the town. But being associated with the Santoro family might have more consequences than Warren could’ve ever imagined. Soon, he has a real mystery on his hands- one he is determined to solve before Vanessa inevitably has to leave town forever. ✤ updates randomly ✤

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Sanders Sides

Superpowers AU one shots:

New Year's Party - in which Virgil and Patton take a breather from their friends' New Years Party. x.

Requests:

"that pet name was so gushy but also so cute." Princxiety. In which Roman has a beautiful voice and Virgil takes a much needed nap.

"I'm proud of you." Loceit, platonic or romantic, your choice. In which Janus is a good friend and Logan finally gets the attention and concern he deserves.

"your an idiot." "but you love me." Dukeceit/Demus. In which Remus goes to Jan for help.

“i’ve got you.” Princxiety, platonic or romantic. In which Virgil has an anxiety attack and Roman helps him calm down.

One shots:

it didn’t matter anyways ✤ platonic LAMP & platonic or romantic Princxiety ✤ wc: 2526 ✤ summary: set post POF, Roman has a breakdown and Virgil is there to help him ✤ tw: crying, little bit of blood, self-deprecating thoughts, depressing thoughts(kinda) ✤ genre: HURT/COMFORT with mostly hurt and a tiny bit of comfort at the end ✤ x. (no ao3 link atm)

Once Upon a December ✤ creativitwins, platonic lamp/calm ✤ wc: 1476 ✤ summary: Roman has been singing a song to himself, but something is always missing. The same song has popped into Remus’s mind and he can’t stop humming it. Maybe all they’re missing is each other. ✤ tw: a bit of gross stuff having to do with intestines during Remus’s bit in the middle ✤ genre: light angst --> fluff ✤ x.

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Just a Stupid Dare ✤ princxiety, slow burn, enemies to lovers ✤ high school au ✤ When Virgil Summers, the second most feared kid in the whole school, is dared to befriend Roman Stone- a nerdy theater geek with only two friends- Virgil doesn't hesitate to accept. But things get a little more complicated when he realizes he genuinely enjoys Roman's company. (And he totally doesn't fall in love along the way. Of course not.) ✤ tw: unsympathetic dark sides, bullying, manipulation, fake friendship ✤ genre: hoo boy this one is angst with only a tiny bit of fluff and pining ✤ updates every week on sunday ✤ x.

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Dream SMP

more bitter than sweet ✤ TUA au ✤ tw: canon-typical violence (for tua) ✤ multi-chapter ✤ 42 children around the world were born with superpowers over the course of several years. Reginald Hargreeves adopted 7 of them, and somehow raised them to be the most dysfunctional family to ever exist. Now, with the impending threat of an apocalypse looming over their heads, they'll have to either set aside their personal problems with each other or watch the world burn. ✤ updates every week on saturday ✤ x.

The Ultimate Guide to Surviving the City ✤ fic universe ✤ city au ✤ Wilbur's Guide to Taking Control. X. ✤ Sam's Guide to Speedrunning Fatherhood. X. ✤

#ill update this. all the time. as i post more.#yeah but i really just don't feel the writing alt anymore.#writing on main. we die like men.#writing #writing masterpost #writing masterlist #fanfiction list #fanfic master post

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maybedefinitely404 · 4 years

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I Can’t Leave

Genre: hurt/comfort, real world AU

Pairings: Romantic Dukeceit/Demus

Content: description of slightly graphic intrusive thoughts, panic attack, fear of intruders/murder, dog.

Word count: 1.2k

Comments: Little break from our regularly scheduled Soulmate fics to bring you another episode of “Ly Projecting on their Favorite Characters”.

The upstairs bathroom light was still on when Janus walked into their front door, giving an exhausted shout of “Remus, I’m home!” through the otherwise silent house. In front of him, somewhere in the darkness, was a quiet shuffle and he rolled his eyes, flicking on the lights after locking the door.

“Good evening, rat.” Despite his general displeasure of the brown and white schnauzer mutt, he stepped up to his kennel and gave him an awkward pet through the bars. The dog barely paid attention to him, flicking his ear when it was touched, as if saying ‘screw off, I’m sleeping’. He was startlingly like Remus.

It kind of made sense, since Remus was the one to find him stuck in a dumpster; whether he had been looking for scraps or had been tossed in, they never found out. Janus hated dogs, they were loud and smelled bad and caused nothing but problems, but when he opened the door to see his rain soaked boyfriend, dangling the dirty mutt in front of him like a child, he knew he had no choice. He was quickly dubbed Cornball, for reasons Janus would never understand but Remus adored, and he was the newest member of their little family.

Janus stood up straight again, Cornball shutting his eyes again and curling tighter into a ball of apathy. For the first time, he noticed the house was oddly quiet for a light still being on. He’d expect a shower running, at least. Remus probably just forgot to flip the switch, he thought with another fond eyeroll and took the stairs to the second floor, intending to do nothing but flop onto their bed and sleep. Tomorrow was his first day off in two weeks, a result of them being short staffed at work.

But it seemed his plans would have to be put on pause.

When he rounded the top of the stairs, at the end of the small hall, the bathroom door stood open, and Remus was sitting on the ground, staring at him. His eyes were red rimmed, hair damp and sticking up in every direction, wearing sweatpants and an oversized t-shirt. Behind him, bunched on the floor, was a stack of towels and clothes, and the mirror was just losing its last remnants of steam.

“Hello,” Janus said quietly, sitting down in front of Remus, separated only by the bathroom’s threshold. Remus blinked.

“Hi.” When he spoke, his throat sounded raw. His chest shook with another stuttered breath.

“Why don’t you come to bed, Remus? You look exhausted.” Janus reached out a hand slowly, careful not to cross the line between the hallway and his boyfriend.

“I can’t.”

“Oh?” Janus retreated, folding his hands on his lap, “And why is that?” His voice held no mockery, only steady calmness that Remus desperately needed in episodes like this.

“I can’t leave the bathroom.”

“Okay. Why’s that?”

Remus blinked hard a couple times, whole face scrunching with the effort, and unconsciously reached up a hand to tug at his hair. Probably why it’s all over the place.

“Don’t laugh.”

“I won’t, dear. I would never.”

“Okay… uhm,” He leaned his head against the open door, effectively smooshing his hair into his face, “Cornball was barking. While I was showering. And I yelled at him to be quiet, but he kept barking. He usually stops when I tell him to.”

He hesitated, and Janus was silent, allowing him to speak on his own time.

“But then it changed, and it sounded like he was screaming, but I couldn’t tell if it was real or… just in my head. And then I got this intrusive thought that someone was in the house, and they strangled Cornball, and now they’re waiting in our room for me.”

“Oh, honey, why would I ever laugh at that?” Janus finally reached beyond their invisible barrier to run a hand through Remus’ damp hair, scritching his skull lightly.

“I can’t leave the bathroom until Cornball makes a noise.”

There it was; the ultimatum that Remus was forced to follow by his own mind. Even if Janus was there, and he checked the whole house top to bottom, Remus wouldn’t feel able to leave until his intrusive thoughts were satisfied. No matter how nonsensical the task was. A thought crossed Janus’ mind.

“Wait, how long have you been here?”

“Two hours.”

“Honey,” Janus repeated in a near whisper, letting his hand shift to Remus’ jaw, his thumb rubbing the other’s cheekbone. “Why didn’t you call me?”

“Left my phone in my room. My mind was too loud for shower music-” A concept Janus didn’t exactly understand, but knew his boyfriend experienced regularly; the idea of a loud mind. “Even if I had it, I wouldn’t be able to talk. I couldn’t make a noise. I just... couldn’t.”

Janus made another sad hum. “Hang on for just a second, okay? I’ll be right back.”

When Remus nodded, Janus stood up and took the stairs back down, speed walking to Cornball’s crate and pulling the lazy dog out of it. He was a limp ball, a true testimony to how much Remus spoiled him rotten, only moving to shift his weight to be more comfortable in Janus’ arms. The mutt lifted his head as they trekked up the stairs, the zone he was generally not allowed to enter (Janus wanted some sacred ground that wasn’t littered with dog fur), and full on began to tremble seeing Remus sitting on the floor.

His boyfriend perked up upon seeing his little friend, and the dog leapt from Janus’ arms to launch himself into Remus’ lap, immediately taking to decorating his face with slobber.

“Aw, hi Cornball. Yes, yes I love you too. I’m so glad you’re not dead, yes I am,” Remus cooed in a dreadful baby talk reserved for the dog only, even though his voice was still cracking with exhaustion, “Can you sit? Sit? Yeah, good boy! Now speak. Speak.”

Cornball let out a single bark, wagging his tail rapidly, and Remus’ shoulders visibly relaxed.

“Alright now, my love?” Janus murmured, and when he nodded again and began to push himself to his feet, he scooped up the mutt and went to put him back once more. “You were the solution, but you also were the root of the problem,” He hissed as he locked the kennel, “Don’t look so proud of yourself, rat.” If dogs could look unimpressed, Cornball sure did, circling three times and dropped into his bed. For what he hoped to be the final time that night, Janus climbed the stairs to their bedroom.

Remus was just outside of the bathroom when he reached the top, shaking like a leaf. He was on his feet though, and across the threshold, which was significant progress.

“Well done, dear.” With no prompting, he took Remus’ arm to steady him, and lead him at his own pace into their bedroom. The younger man looked around the room quickly, eyes flittering at all the dark crevices the shadows created, and to appease his fear, Janus did a lap around the room. Closet was clear, under the bed was empty, nothing behind the door.

“Thanks,” Remus whispered as Janus closed the door, flipping the lock for extra measure.

“You’re welcome, love,” He responded, sliding under the covers next to Remus after changing into pajamas. No hesitation, the other latched onto him not unlike a koala baby, burying his face into Janus’ chest.

Not that he’d ever complain.

“I love you, Jayjay.”

He’d complained a lot about that nickname.

“I love you too, Remus.”

Tonight he’d let it slide, though.

#lywrites #dukeceit #remus sanders #janus sanders #sanderssides #sanders sides #sanders sides fanfiction #sanderssidesfanfiction #intrusive thoughts tw

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galactic-magick · 4 years

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Being Dukeceit’s Son Headcanons

Request: How about some "being Dukeceit/Demus's son headcanons"?

Warnings: typical Remus

Remus and Janus have absolutely no business being parents

They have very very few good dad traits

But they certainly try their best for you

You have an incredibly skewed moral compass and probably got in a lot of trouble as a kid at school and such, but they’re always there to defend you

Like imagine being the teacher and calling them in to talk about what you did and they walk in and just scare the shit out of everyone

Yeah...peopl are kind of scared of you guys

But hey, you really are a happy family

Janus’s calm demeanor helps to balance out Remus’s chaos, so you fall somewhere in the middle

And whenever you ACTUALLY need to learn how to be a functioning moral human, the other sides are always there to help you

Uncle Roman is quite fond of you surprisingly, even though he has quite a bit of resent for his brother

Patton and Virgil are a bit uneasy around you sometimes but they grow to love you more everyday

Logan is the only one who knows how to handle you tbh

You probably inherited some of Janus’s snake traits, and possibly some of Remus’s powers

If you did, you have a lot of fun conjuring up ridiculous things together

He’s always so proud of anything you come up with

Janus doesn’t always understand your fascination with the dark and disgusting, but he’s still supportive

He’d much rather spend time teaching you about the faults of the world and how to manipulate the corrupt system, but ig it’s good for you to just have a good time too

You probably have some really weird pets

Maybe some sort of snake, maybe a three headed dog, maybe a shark, whatever floats your boat

They may be a little bit insane, but you couldn’t ask for better dads! :)

#demus #dukeceit #sanders sides #sanders sides x reader #janus sanders #remus sanders

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mrs-mystica · 5 years

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Us Against The World [Demus/Dukeceit]

Pairing : Deceit and Remus

Alternative title : Fitting In | Deceit Edition

TW : Homophobia, mentions of porn, verbal abuse, cursing, angst

Author’s note : Deceit’s name in this OS is Damian. I will change it if we get a name reveal. In the meantime, I hope you’ll enjoy this OS ! c:

Masterlink

Human AU

Third Person POV

Damian always had a hard time to fit in. Through his life, he accumulated labels that only made his life harder. He always considered his existence a curse, as if someone up there hated him and wanted to see him suffer. Everything about him was seen as abnormal and unnatural by the society. First of all, there was his face. When he was younger, there was a gas explosion in his house. He was unfortunately there, half of his face burnt in the process. Doctors were proud to say that it was a miracle that he survived. Sometimes he wished he didn’t. He was stared at anywhere he went, making him stay mostly at his house. He didn’t go out a lot, but why would he anyway? He didn’t have any friend. His entire school life had been characterized by rejection and bullying. He never learned to make friends. Neither did he learn to trust others. There was a guy once when he was a kid who tried to play with him. Damian enjoyed his company, it was nice to not be alone anymore, but it didn’t last long. Peer pressure was too strong, and scared to be the next victim, he was gone the following day. The hardest part was hearing him insulting him the following week, to be accepted by the others.

Damian learned his first lesson. Humans are sociable creature and could die without it. People would do anything to feel accepted by the greater group, even if it means crushing the others who don’t fit.

He ended up leaving school. However, he never stopped to learn. He would spend his days reading and searching new things on the internet. He couldn’t satisfy his thirst of knowledge. He discovered himself a passion for snake and other reptiles. They were such impression creature. Whenever he would try to bring up the things he learned about reptiles, his sister would call him out for being a nerd. He thought it wasn’t a bad label, but what hurt was the laughters of his family. They mocked him on everything he liked. They told him it was a stupid hyperfixation. And when he acted offended, they brushed him off by saying that it would go away anyway and that, looking back, he will also laugh at himself, thinking it was stupid.

Damian learned his second lesson. Everything and anything said will be submitted to others’ judgement. And it didn’t matter if it was welcomed or not.

He stayed at his family’s house until he was finally considered an adult. It was around that time that he found out about his sexuality. It’s not like he had the occasion of learning about it since he spent most of his journey inside his house, alone. He discovered it by surfing on the internet, finding more and more attractive men who would catch his eyes. And then, he wandered on some 18+ websites, confirming his sexual attractions. He never thought twice about it. He was really bad with social norms, since he never truly had a social life. Therefore, he didn’t know much about the heteronormativity of the society. So, when his mother told him it was time for him to have a girlfriend, he casually answered that he wasn’t interested in girls. He didn’t know that about the shitstorm that was coming his way. His mother screamed, insulted him, more than he ever was at school, and told him that no son of hers would be a fag. And nothing that Damian would say could change her mind, or even reach her ears.

Damian learned his third lesson. Humans hate to be proven wrong. Cognitive distortion can be such a powerful thing, making someone truly believe in their own lies and beliefs.

Damian moved out of the family house. It’s not like he had a choice anyway. He managed to find a job that didn’t require him to have a standard face. He was a mascot. It wasn’t so bad. His face was hidden and the pay was decent. He managed to live on his own. He still had a hard time to live his daily life, going to the grocerie being a nightmare with all the eyes staring at him. At one point, he considered doing his grocery in his costume.

One day, he had to buy new clothes. His old ones were ripped and he had avoided going to the mall long enough. He really had no choice but to get new ones. It took him all of his courage to get there. He was wearing a hoodie, his hood on his head, trying not to be noticed. He entered a clothing shop and started to look around. He was happy to see that the seller was already helping another customer, so she didn’t come his way.

As he was looking at a piece of clothing, he heard someone speaking behind him.

- Hello dear! Do you come here often?

Damian froze. Why on earth was someone speaking to him. At first, he thought the person was speaking to someone else. He put his hand on his burnt half and turned around a little to see the man behind him. There was no doubt. The stranger was looking directly at him. He had a wicked smile on his face and a mustache on top of it. His hair messy and his clothes were ripped here and there. He had a lot of piercings, two on one of his eyebrows, three on top of each ear and one of his tongue. The most unconventional ones were two piercings on both of his cheeks. He had a weird expression in his eyes. Damian answered with a shaky voice, clearly destabilized by the man in front of him.

- Um… Hello? Not really? I try to… avoid public place the best I can…

The stranger tilts his head a little on the side, seemingly confused.

- Well, why a beautiful specimen like you would to do such a thing?

Damian blinked for a second. Was he crazy or was the man in front of him… flirting with him? Was his hand really covering all his burnt? He thought it was, otherwise, why would this man find him attractive?

A mother and her daughter entered the store at this moment. The little girl stared at Damian and then pulled her mother’s sleeve to show her what she was pointing.

- Look! Look Mama! The man has a weird face! Is he a monster?

Damian cursed internally. No, his hand wasn’t big enough to cover his entire burnt. He pulled his hood deeper onto his head as the mother made her daughter exit the store, visibly uncomfortable. A realization hit Damian. Then, it meant the man saw his face… And he continued his flirting? He looked at the man that was still staring at him. Damian could feel anger rising in him.

- This is not funny. Go make fun of someone else.

The stranger laughed.

- Making fun of you? Why would I? I’m deeply serious, dude! You look great!

The man then took the opportunity at Damian’s confusion to take his arm and write his number down with a pen.

- Please, call me sometimes, I’d love to learn more about you~

He winked at his sentence and then left the store. Confused, Damian could only stare at him, walking away while swinging his hips. He looked back at his inked arm. What the hell had just happened?

***

It took Damian some time before he had the courage to call the mysterious stranger. But it was worth it. His name was Remus. He was the most eccentric person he had ever known. He didn’t care about any social norms. If he wanted to wear a skirt because he thought it looked cute on him, then he wore a skirt, and damn that he rocked in that skirt when they went to a coffee shop together for the first time. They learned a lot about each other that day. Damian didn’t feel like he had to hide anything from the other man. He never looked at him weirdly, he never commented on his scar and he didn’t laugh at his interest. He even winked and told him he would love to see his two pet snakes in his home. The conversation then turned a lot around Remus. His story was surprisingly similar to Damian’s, but the biggest difference between them was how Remus perceived his past. He didn’t miss his family one bit, even saying that he was glad that those toxic jerks were now out of his life. He told Damian how his household was a jail and how he could never truly express himself as a child. He was always compared to his twin brother, how he should be more like him and less like… himself.

- And now that they are fucking gone, I can finally do anything I want. Let’s say, if I wanted to jump on this table right now…

Remus then hopped on the table that was separating them, approaching dangerously his face to Damian’s face.

- …Then nothing would be stopping me.

He smirked as he noticed the blush on the other man’s face. Of course, all the eyes in the coffee shop were now on the weirdo on the table. But for once, it didn’t matter to Damian.

- Yeah, sure, but what if one of the employees asks you to get down?

Remus laughed even more.

- You really think they would do anything? Sure, it’s weird, but as long as I don’t break anything, they won’t do anything. People are too scared to act, they need a real reason to do so. Otherwise, they just watch.

Then, Remus moved forward and sat on the seat next to Damian. He then sat on the chair and put his shoes on the table, his hands behind his head. Damian couldn’t help but giggle at the sight.

- You sure are a unique individual.

Remus smirked as he turned his head to look at Deceit.

- Hey! If I’m gonna have a crowd watching, I better put up a good show, so they have a reason to watch!

The words really hit Damian. There was something wise in those words in which he could relate. Whatever he would do, people would always stare at him. If people were going to judge him no matter what he did, he shouldn’t care what he does and just be himself.

The two became quickly good friends. They would spend a lot of time together. Remus really helped Damian with his self-esteem issues. He pushed him to express himself more and to not be afraid to be who he truly was. He stopped being afraid to go out. He also started to wear bright colors, which he never did because he didn’t want to draw attention on him. He learned that he loved the color yellow and he loved how it looked on him. He started to wear fedoras, ignoring all the jokes he saw online about “fedora guys”. He felt better about himself. And it was all thanks to Remus.

One day, Damian was humming a song as he was picking up food in a grocery. He didn’t see the woman who was entering the same alley as he.

- Damian?

Damian jumped as he heard his name. He knew who that voice belonged to, but he had to look at her to make sure it was real. As he saw her face, his face lost all his colors. Her mother was there. He hadn’t seen her in a long time. And she had an even more disappointed look in his eyes than when he left her.

- What the hell are you wearing? Yellow, really?

Damian couldn’t move, nor could he spoke back. He was like a deer in front of a car at night, unable to look away from the light that was blinding him. The only person whose opinion mattered to him anymore was there. And she still wasn’t proud of him.

- You look even more like like a freak than the last time I saw you. Did your boyfriend tell you you looked good it this? He sure lied to you. If you even have one.

Anxiety was taking over his body. His mind was swirling with thoughts. He could feel his panic growing in his chest. It was too much.

- Hellooo? Earth to Damian? You became deaf or what?

Damian dropped the basket containing his grocery and then ran. He ran out of the store. He ran to his apartment that was far away. He didn’t care. He just wanted to run away from her. Tears were dropping out of his eyes as he ran. He felt ridiculous. His confidence was destroyed into crumbs. As he was running, he noticed the passers that were staring at him. They all thought like her, that he was ridiculous, that he looked ugly, that he looked like a monster. He wanted to run and hide. Hide away from everyone. He never wanted to see the light of day again. He was ashamed. Of what? Of his appearance. Of who he was as a person. Of everything.

He finally reached his apartment after minutes of running. He quickly closed the door behind him, falling into the ground as he was finally feeling safe. He cried louder. He couldn’t see anymore, his tears making it impossible to see in front of him. He had a hard time to breath, partially because he had just ran like a mad man, outstanding his usual running performance, and partially because he was having a panic attack.

He felt something vibrating in his pocket. He couldn’t hear the ringtone, he was too far gone. The sensation was unbearable. He threw the phone in front of him. The impact made the phone answer Remus’ call. He tried to say hello, but he quickly heard Damian hyperventilating through the phone. He said he would be there in a minute. But Damian couldn’t hear him. He was too far gone in his panic attack. He didn’t care, nothing else mattered, all he could think about was his mother. How she looked at him. How she made him feel like a failure. How he hated himself.

Remus was true to his words and he arrived at Damian’s apartment quickly. He didn’t bother knocking on the door. He swung the door open to reveal a curled up Damian on the ground, screaming and crying.

***

After a lot of efforts, Remus managed to calm down Damian. He was still crying, but at least he had regained contact with the reality. He was now sitting down into Remus’ lap while he was stroking his back. Damian’s head was laid down on Remus’ chest and he looked at the empty space in front of him, now feeling numb after crying all the tears of his body. After some long minute in silence, all Damian could say was sorry.

- I’m… sorry… I’m not as… strong as you… I can’t… I can’t just not care…

Remus stopped stroking his back. He didn’t accept his apology.

- You shouldn’t be sorry, none of this is your fault.

He clenched his fists, visibly angry.

- Screw her. And screw everyone else while we’re at it. If they all are too stupid to see the beauty in you, then they don’t deserve it. This world is crooked. It can only see people through predetermined boxes.

Remus took a deep breath to calm himself down. He then took Deceit’s chin in his hand to make the man look into his eyes.

- But we’re more than that. We are ferocious beast, we can’t exist in their world because we don’t fit in their boxes. I see you for who you are. And the real you is beautiful. If no one else is able to see you like I do, then it will be us against the rest of the world. Together, we can be stronger than them.

Remus approached Damian’s face. The poor man was a blushing mess as he looked deeply into his eyes. Remus wiped a residual tear that was on Damian’s cheek with his sleeve and then whispered to him.

- What do you think? Let’s say fuck the society, you and I, together.

Damian couldn’t help but giggle a little at the other man’s words.

- That must be… the most anarchist confession I’ve ever heard… And it’s perfect like that.

He then smiled and kissed the man. Remus was more than happy to kiss back. They could feel a shiver going through their bodies, as if electricity was going through their veins. They kissed passionately for god know how long. They broke their embrace after a while to regain some air. They were both panting. They both laughed as they looked at each other. They felt so lightweight, it was like something heavy finally left them both. Damian then puts his hand on Remus cheek and smiled at him. He then looked at him with a determined look in his eyes.

- Okay. Let’s try this again. This time, together.

It was Remus’ turn to look at Damian with a tender smile as he put his hand on Damian’s burnt cheek.

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DEXTER SMITH

Name: Dexter Quincy Smith Alias’: /

Nickname: Dex Age: 17 Gender: Male Species: Human

Social Class: Middle Class Birthdate: October 16, 1999 Time of birth: 2:30 pm Birthplace: Austin, Texas

Zodiac: Libra Nationality: Jamaican

Race: Black Occupation: College student Language(s): Patois, English, French Native tongue: English Religion: Christianity

MBTI: ESFJ

Alignment: Neutral Good — Education: High School Diploma (graduated a year early)

Major: Film & Photography

Minor: / Weapons/Offensive equipment: none Items/Defensive equipment/Misc: Chap stick, edge control, little go-to toothbrush (for them edgessss) phone, game boy color Money/Amount of: -Funds (On person): $26-$50 -Funds (In bank): $0 Transportation: Bus, Bike, Mom’s Car — Blood type: AB Height: 5'8 Weight: 179 Eye Color: Blue Hair: Dark Brown, 4c Skin: Dark chocolate, very soft and smooth. Figure/build: Skinny but in shape.

Voice: Here — Distinguishing marks: -Tattoo(s): None -Scars: None -Piercings: Ear -Clothing style: His style is all over the place but most of his clothes come from the thrift so they have a throwback feel to them. — Currently lives: Los Angeles, California Living Arrangements: He lives with his mom, stepdad, and his stepsister Klowbi Description of daily surroundings: Jamaican music playing throughout the home as the scent of home-cooked meals fill his home. — Hobbies: Photography, Editing, Skating Talents/Skills: extremely good at science, can slick tf outta his baby hairs, photographers eye Strengths: His hearing & vision Weaknesses: Probably his mentality — Love interest(s): Sol, Vincent Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Are they Sexually Active: Kinda Love or Lust: Love

Dom or Sub: Switch

Love Type: Ludus — Left-handed or right?: Right

What does their writing look like?:

Diet: Lots of fruits & veggies, sometimes seafood. Virgin?: No Drinker?: Never tasted alcohol before Smoker?: Only when super stressed out Drug user?: Nope Other addictions?: None Pet peeves: Nail-biters.

Police/Criminal/Legal record: None Personal Hygiene: Pretty clean since he skates a lot. Introvert or Extrovert: Extrovert

What does your OC choose to do about the, er, hair down there?: literally nothing… Can they hold their breath for a long time?: Eh, for about 2 ½ minutes 5 songs that are probably on their iPod:

1. Say Goodbye To Love // Kenna

2. Murda She Wrote // Chaka Demus & Pliers

3. Didn’t Cha Know // Erykah Badu

4. Happy // N.E.R.D

5. Spend the Night/If You Were GF // Matt Martians — Basic description - Personality: Creative, very hyper, super outgoing, carefree Likes: Cameras, skating, teen titans go, memes, Jamaican music Dislikes: Culture Vultures, fake woke people, radio music, mistreated afros Motivations: His mother Morals: absolutely none Fears/Phobias: Bugs, heights Favourite food: Breakfast sandwich Favourite drink: Coke Favourite color: Orange Favourite movie: Scream Favourite sport: Basketball Favourite book: It Other favourites: old school Video games

Most used word or phrase: “ok but..” “lame.” — Family: -Parents: June Saint, Damien Smith -Siblings: Klowbi Saint (step-sister) -Other close relatives: Kalissa North (cousin) Friends: Vincent, Sol Roux, Artie Franco, Nico Romero, Vayle Romero, Pim, Kylo Rose Partner: None Offspring: None Enemies: None Pet(s): None Describe their social circle, what is their role within it?: He’s pretty popular at school so his circle is large since he is apart of drama and yearbook but he only really associates himself with his group. —

#doesnt he give u because the internet vibesssss #his baby hairsssss #i love my son #wow #iconic #also i have so many oc sheets #most of my new ocs are just like #background characters?#they don't have much of a purpose besides being a mutual or family of my main ocs #i'll probably make a list of all my main characters and background ones #oc:dexter #h:oc #char stuff #sims #ts3 #mine

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