#remus and janus are aromantic

[swhhdr-wthhr]

new dynamic i'm having a lot of fun with in my new fanfic im writing: virgil and patton who have just started dating flirting with each other all the time in the most corny "two middle schoolers who just got into their first relationship" way, and logan and roman being so fed up with it

[let-roman-bite-someone]

in honor of pride month, here’s some incorrect quotes for all my aspec folk out there! y’all are rad and i’m fist bumping you through my screen

[alex-logan-w]

My favorite headcannons for the Creativitwins is that Roman is asexual and Remus is aromantic

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While we're on the topic, LGBT headcannons for all the sides!

Logan is demi-romantic and gay

Patton is pan and uses he/they and neo pronouns! (Their favorites are Star/frog/heart!)

Janus is agender and uses all pronouns (whichever is funniest for the bit)

Virgil gives disaster bi vibes, but typically prefers masc presenting people (not projecting at all-)

Roman is trans, sex-positive ace, bi-romantic

Remus is genderfluid and identifies as whatever pisses off homophobes the most in that moment. He will shapeshift from woman to man to kiss a girl in front of a homophobe and make them implode. Low-key gives he/him lesbian vibes

[aro-culture-is]

Aro culture is finding a fandom that (atleast on the tumblr side) is pretty open to your 2 fave blorbos being headcannoned as arospec and I am feeling all the joy and whimsy ^^ also they're both so aro flag coloured (well 1 is other is aroallo flag coloured) so it was inevitable methinks (half related the 3rd blorbo I kinda like is usually acespec-headcannoned from what I see which is cool cuz he's so ace flag coloured it's not even funny)

(If [nondescript] you somehow figures out what fandom I'm talking about I will explode)

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[amateurmasksmith]

Spades

<so call me a pessimist, but I don’t believe in it> A/N: this was written before watching part 2 of the hear me out cake video (and mostly before I even knew there *was* a part 2 lol)

Summary: they’re all aspec. most of them do not know this. this idea would not leave my brain until I wrote it down. enjoy!

“Nope,” Virgil said, voice tense and dripping black.

“Nuh-uh, nooo way,” he reiterated, fighting back the tempest tongue, “you guys have fun.”

Roman looked at Virgil, expression a mix of indignation at having been interrupted, and surprise at the anxious side’s reaction.

“Oh come on, it’ll be great!” Roman enthused.

“I’d really rather not.”

“Virgillll, please…. Don’t be a sour-puss-in-boots!”

Virgil raised an eyebrow. “…Really?”

“Ok fine, it may not be my best work, but I’ve got an ace up my sleeve!”

Roman reached his hand up his sleeve, failing to notice Virgil’s breath catch, and pulled out a card.

“It’s the jack of diamonds!” Roman grinned.

Virgil remembered to breathe. “Great, yeah.”

“Still no, though.”

“Ughhh, fiiine,” Roman said, drooping his shoulders dramatically. “I guess I’ll just go ask everyone else.”

He began sinking out, but stopped part-way down to pop back up and wave. “Bye, Virgil!”

“Later, Princey.”

As silence fell over his room once more, Virgil let out a sigh.

It wasn’t Roman’s fault, he thought.

But god did that make him uncomfortable.

A “hear me out cake.” Not… the worst thing the internet had ever come up with, objectively speaking.

But being objective wasn’t Virgil’s department. And, subjectively, Virgil felt…

Gross.

He knew! He knew that it was fine! He was glad, even, that everyone else was having their fun.

That didn’t make the assumption sting any less…

But it was better than the alternative.

What, tell them how he felt?

How he… didn’t feel.

gonna have to at some point, he thought.

Virgil slung his headphones back on and frustratedly sighed.

not yet.

<><><><><><><>

“He… yeah, no - he would.”

Virgil lounged upside-down on a couch in the Mind Palace common area, while Logan sat properly in a chair next to it, Rubik’s cube in hand.

Logan passed the cube from one hand to the other and back again, deep in thought despite the cube being mostly solved.

“This whole exercise was…”

“Dumb?”

Logan definitely didn’t smirk at that. “Confusing.”

“Yeah…”

Logan clicked the last section into place, and wordlessly passed the cube to Virgil for him to scramble.

A comfortable silence settled over them, save for the quiet rattling of the Rubik’s cube as Virgil fidgeted with it.

He passed it back, and Logan started solving anew.

“But the Michelin Man?! Really??” Logan exclaimed incredulously.

Virgil laughed. “Agreed - I’m too ace for this shit.

Logan paused, cube askance.

…shit.

Logan’s eyes were piercing into Virgil’s soul.

He was caught.

Trapped.

There was no escape.

Time seemed to slow as Virgil realized what the fuck he just let slip.

All he could do was watch and wait as his friend processed the revelation.

He could only hope Logan would be kind.

“You too?”

…what.

“…what?”

“Ace,” Logan replied. “Unless I’ve misunderstood - In which case, apologies, please carry on.”

“I- yeah,” - breathe, Virgil, c’mon - “Yeah.”

“Fantastic,” responded Logan. “Anyway, I-”

“No, no, wait - We’re not just brushing past this,” Virgil interrupted, rotating himself.

This was a right-side-up conversation. “What do you mean, you’re Ace too?! I thought I was the only one!”

Logan turned his head to one side slightly, intrigued. “Really? I was under the impression we all were.”

“But Thomas-?”

Logan shrugged. “Is full of contradictions.”

“Honestly, the entire concept of metaphysical facets of an individual personality who don’t interact with the physical plane, except when they do, and also take part in scripted-yet-also-improvised modern-day, multi-faceted Platonic dialogues including a strenuous relationship with the fourth wall, is already quite the feat of suspension of disbelief.”

“…Yeah, but you didn’t have to say it.”

“Oh.” Logan’s face dropped apologetically. “Was that distressing?”

Virgil waved him off. “Nah, Tumblrism, you’re good.”

“Ah, good.”

The quiet was shredded by piercing yells, from the two most likely suspects of such a thing.

“REMUS!!! Filming was bad enough, but I DEMAND you return my conditioner!!!!”

“CATCH ME FIRST BROMATO!!!”

The green gremlin sprinted past, with - presumably - Roman’s conditioner bottle in his teeth - followed shortly by a katana-wielding, full-speed Roman.

“Get back here, you- AGH, just give it!!”

Logan and Virgil watched them run past, Virgil’s eyes locked on their last visible point, listening to the sounds of fading chaos.

Logan hummed in realization. “Ah, that explains it.”

“Hmm?”

“Roman had several uncharacteristically… suggestive - attempts at humor during filming today.”

“Twinfluence, gotcha. Bet that was fun.”

Logan nodded in chagrined agreement. “Indeed.”

A calmer quiet eased over them as the chaos faded into the distance.

“He could conjure more,” Logan commented.

“Ehh, it’s the principle of the thing.”

Virgil rubbed the fabric of the end of his hoodie sleeve between his fingers, fidgeting nervously.

“Dumb question.”

“No such thing, but continue.”

“I-” Virge took a second to reset. “How’d you figure it out? Being Ace?”

“If it’s not, you know, invasive or anything,” he said, waving a sleeve-covered hand in Logan’s vague direction.

“Perfectly fine,” Logan replied. “It was actually quite recent - While compiling my contestants, I struggled to find any that fit the initial criteria.”

“Eugh, yeah. Wait, what do you mean, ‘initial?’”

“I discussed with Roman, and we arrived at the conclusion that ‘an unusual connection to’ or ‘metaphorical resonance with’ would also count towards the exercise.”

Virgil turned his head slightly and looked down for a moment. “Oh, like a gender thing? Yeah, I could see that working.”

“I- Hmm. I suppose? Regardless, that was what pushed me to research the asexual spectrum - As well as aromantic - and determine that I am, in fact… both of those things.”

“Huh.” Vigil mused. “I just figured it out when tumblr gave me an existential crisis.”

Logan passed the again-solved cube back for him to scramble.

“It was quite the puzzling experience,” Logan said.

The gears turned in Virgil’s head as the Rubik’s cube turned in his hand.

“Speaking of which-”

He couldn’t help but laugh and roll his eyes as he threw the cube back at Logan.

god, he’d created a monster.

<><><><><><><>

Janus was enjoying a relaxing moment, sitting in his room, reading some book or another - which one wasn’t terribly important - and was reveling in the small, precious moment of peace he’d been afforded.

“BOO! bs!”

Five minutes. Nearly a record.

“Hello, Remus.”

The green-clad side strode over to him, and pushed a bottle into his hands.

“Got ya shit!”

Janus eyed Remus suspiciously. That is to say, with his normal face.

“The good shit!”

He then turned his attention towards the plastic bottle. Other than the bite marks, it appeared unmodified.

Turning it over, he read the label-

“Conditioner?”

“Yuh-huh!” Remus grinned.

“Unmodified?” A nod.

“Safe for my use? No side effects?”

Remus plopped down on the floor, criss-cross, and considered. “Well, you’ll probably smell good after.”

“Good?”

“Boring. Like strawberries or something, I dunno.”

“You don’t know?”

Remus shrugged. “Didn't read it.”

Janus pulled on the thread. This sounded promising.

“…Why not?”

“Running from Roman,” Remus grinned.

There it was.

“Well, I certainly hope you two had fun,” Janus said with a smirk.

“Meh,” Remus shrugged, picking at… something on the floor Janus didn’t look too closely at.

“Not as fun the video would’ve been, but someone,” Remus said as he flopped down, limbs spread like a starfish, “said there wouldn’t be room on the cake.”

“Which is bullshit!” Remus chirped. “So I made my own!”

“I thought Thomas wasn’t filming today?”

“Ehh, Roman got a bee up his ass about it and did it himself. Roped in Patty Cake and Teach, too!”

And didn’t invite us…

Janus hummed nonchalantly. “I’m surprised the Prince didn’t invite his new bestie.”

“HA!” Remus barked, “He tried, but Virgey got all tied up in knots about it. Not in the fun way either.”

Janus mentally sidestepped Remus’ colorfulness with the ease and agility that came from years of balancing the train-mounted tightrope that is a conversation with the Duke.

“Hmm.”

“Makes sense tho.” Remus shrugged. “He’s probably not ready to come out yet.”

Janus’ thoughts came screeching to a halt as he was mentally flung off the tightrope, face-planting into dumbfoundedness.

Remus, evidently noticing this, looked up at him. “What?”

Janus blinked at him.

“Oh. I thought it was obvious. I mean, have you seen his jacket?”

“I thought-” I was the only one “-he just ‘liked the purple.’ ”

Remus rolled onto his side, propping his head up with his hand. “Ehh. Maybe?”

“But he always hated my spicy ideas - even more than the gruesome ones. Or the scary ones! I should add fingernails…”

Janus re-opened his book, looking at the pages but not seeing a word. “That doesn’t necessarily mean anything…”

Remus stuck out his tongue and spat. “Pbthbth, nothing means anything ‘til you connect the dots!”

“You didn’t connect shit,” Janus quipped.

Remus grinned, finishing, “I’ve connected ‘em!”

“Any-gay,” Remus continued, popping up like one of those inflatable attention-grabbers one might see on the edge of a parking lot, “I'm gonna go hunt down a mammal!”

He summoned a set of small knives, their handles the inference of a shape that Janus was unwillingly skilled at spotting, and began to sink out.

Before completely sinking out, however, Remus popped back up to wave at Janus. “Later, Dee!”

“See you at dinner, Remus.”

Remus began whistling as he sank out, absent-mindedly juggling his knives as he left.

Leaving Janus alone, for the moment, with his thoughts.

Thoughts that, admittedly, he found himself needing to gather.

He sat with his book, staring at the black-and-white and thinking about the grey.

While Janus and the anxious side had had their… differences, he knew their similarities ran far deeper than either cared to acknowledge.

But this, to use exactly the right analogy, took the cake.

He had an inkling, of course - but it was the sort of thing he pushed to one side, kept out of the way - saving brainspace for more pressing matters. But Remus dredging it up forced it to the forefront - of Janus’ mind, anyway.

In another life, he could imagine approaching him. He could talk with him, discuss what this shared discovery could mean.

But if such a world existed, it was far away from here.

Janus knew, all too well, what vitriol such a discussion could create if it were to be brought up - Now that certain lines had been drawn, and sides chosen.

He snapped his book shut.

Janus would keep this revelation close to the chest - Much like he had kept his own.

For him, it had been a quiet, creeping, subtle thing - not a shocking discovery, or a sudden realization. It simply… appeared. Slowly creeping through his subconscious, until the idea had taken root so firmly as to be impossible to ignore.

Of course, he had ignored it anyway.

Janus stood up and glided over to his bookshelf.

What did it matter? He had no involvement (or interest) in Roman and Virgil’s matchmaker antics - Save, of course, for any little white lies Thomas needed to smooth things over.

And Remus’ not-so-family-friendly jokes weren’t much of a bother anymore… Sometimes, if the mood struck him, he might even join in - Riffing off of whatever fresh nonsense the Duke dragged in.

Those were good times.

But as far as his own interests were concerned…

Well, let’s just say they weren’t anyone else’s business. Even - or perhaps especially - in their debatable absence.

Although, he did find all the various theories and headcanons rather amusing - Janus would even, on occasion, ‘shed’ some light on a choice few…

All the better to play in the shadows, he thought.

But not this - These shadows he would keep for himself.

Janus put his book back onto the shelf, and took a breath, squaring his shoulders.

He would keep the assumptions, bend them, weave them to his purpose.

And as much as he might think about it…

He couldn’t tell them.

Not yet.

[pun-master-logan]

It's Valentine's day! And as an aro tumblria, of course I'm trying to make the aro and aromantic tags trend, so please send me headcanons, fic requests, moodboard requests, anything aro related and I'll post it today!

[ho-ho-homosxual]

Sanders (A)Sides headcanons because I can

Asexual & aromatic Remus (He sees sex and romance as a joke) and Demiromantic & demisexual (looking for his special someone) Roman my beloveds

Virgil is a touch averse ace and Patton’s love language is touch

Logan and Remus hang out once a week. They aren’t friends but they bonded over their shared love for science. Remus likes the weird stuff and Logan is just happy to have someone to talk to.

Janus and Logan are also close. Again, they aren’t friends but they talk shit with each other. (Cough cough alcoholism)

Logan watches/listens to fanfics and fan edits. It’s how he found lots of the songs he likes. He has an affinity for songs with meanings behind them (cough cough vent songs)

contrary to popular belief, Virgil’s playlist is a hot mix of different genres and songs. He has some fast paced and/or nightcore songs just because. He also has pop songs, but they’re usually vent songs with heavy meanings. I kinda like the idea of him liking hyperpop ironically at first but slowly starting to like it. The first hyperpop song he heard was sugar crash. Logan introduced him to ajr, he loves it now.

Patton has much stronger emotional responses than the others. He also has a higher emotional intelligence than the others.

Pat’s shit at cooking but he can bake really well. No one knows why.

Remus flirts with the others as his way of completing them. ie. ‘that shirt would look better on my bedroom floor’ as a way of complementing their shirt.

Roman makes lots of gay jokes

Janus sleep talks. Curiously, he only says the truth.

Oh and Janus and Remus have a QPR (queer platonic relationship)

I'll write more later, but I'm tired.

Headcanons Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

[a-small-batch-of-dragons]

Erudite | In Your Own Time

Hi, I absolutely loved Erudite!!! If you're taking requests at the moment, I'd love to see a continuation of it where Virgil (or Patton, Janus or Remus) makes it obvious that they've been flirting with Logan, and he tells them he's not interested in that way and comes out to them as aromantic (preferably with the 4 of them being supportive and reassuring him they'll still want to hang out with him now they're in a relationship) – stormofstarlight

Read on Ao3 Part 1

Warnings: internalized arophobia

Pairings: NONE WE ARE ALL PLATONIC HERE BABEY

Word Count: 2502

As soon as Roman opens his door, he stands aside to let Logan in and closes the door firmly behind them.

"They won't stop," Logan grits out, adjusting his tie over and over again until he's more just pulling on it but he can't stop because his chest won't stop twitching, "they just—I can't—I don't—"

"Easy," Roman murmurs, taking him by the hand and leading him over to the bed, "hey, hey, just come sit with me for a moment, okay?"

Logan collapses to the bed in a thoroughly undignified heap, letting Roman coax him into a floppy cuddle. Hands run through his hair as he squeezes his eyes shut, fumbling to put his glasses on the nightstand so he can freely bury his face into the crook of Roman's neck. Roman hushes him with a seemingly limitless patience, breathing slowly and steadily as a gentle reminder. The mass of frenzied energy in his chest starts to slowly unravel.

"Please—my chest—can you—?"

Roman works a hand between them to rub gentle circles into his chest again and Logan whimpers from the relief of it.

"Oh, you're alright, Logan, it's okay." Roman's lips press chastely against his forehead. "I've got you, okay? You're right here with me. Everything's okay. You're okay. Shh, shh, that's it…just get it all worked out, okay? I'm right here. You're safe."

He is. He is safe here. Roman is right, he is safe here, everything's going to be okay. Roman understands and he's holding him gently and he can just—just—

Another kiss pressed to his temple. "You're alright, Erudite."

Logan shatters.

He loses track of time almost instantly, just curled up against Roman. Everything fades into a confusing swirl of soreness and euphoria, the faint pain in his chest not enough to drown out how good it feels to just let it go. And Roman stays with him for all of it, just rubbing his chest and kissing his hair and letting him be a complete and utter mess right there, on the bed, without any need for him to do anything other than feel. A luxury he would have denied himself and been all the lesser for it.

After a long, long time, he presumes, he sags against Roman, exhausted. Roman offers a small water bottle that he sips from gratefully.

"That seemed like a lot, Erudite."

"It was," he croaks, "I'm…thank you."

"You're very welcome. I'm glad you came." Roman kisses his cheek again and takes the water bottle. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"Yes."

"Okay. Do you want me to ask questions like last time?"

"Please?"

Roman smiles, brushing a tear from Logan's cheek. "Does it have anything to do with what we talked about last time?"

"Yes."

"Are the others flirting with you again?"

Logan rounds his shoulders. "I don't think it counts as flirting."

"Let me rephrase: are they doing things to playfully squabble for your attention and get all pouty when you don't give it to them?"

"…yes."

Roman's chuckle is enough to coax the smallest smile back to his face. Roman sees it, of course, and nudges him gently. "Is that what's making you so upset?"

"In a way," he sighs. "I don't…I don't want to not spend time with them anymore, but when they keep—they just—"

At his groan of frustration, Roman tugs lightly on his sleeve. "Is it that they don't know that you're aromantic, or you still feel as though their affection isn't for you?"

"Both?"

Roman nods sympathetically. "Do you think it would be helpful to talk to them about it?"

"But what do I say? 'Hi, I'm aromantic, I feel like you shouldn't be giving me affection?'"

"Is that true?"

"In some ways, yes. But I can figuratively see Patton's face if I said something like that to them and—"

"Yes, quite." Roman winces. "I can see it too. Yeah, maybe…maybe not that."

"Do you have any suggestions?"

"Well, do you think you'd rather come out to them first, or tell them that they're making you uncomfortable by flirting with you first?"

"Aren't the two of them connected?"

"Well, yes, but them being connected doesn't mean they have to be simultaneous. I came out to Remus before I came out to the others—actually, I don't know if I'm fully out to the others, now that I think about it." He gives himself a shake. "But this isn't about me. I—do you think you would be okay with them knowing you were aro?"

Logan sighs, leaning back against Roman. Roman lets the pause hang in the air. "I don't know. I don't want them to look at me any differently."

"Of course not," Roman says softly, carding his hand through his hair again, "I understand. Maybe you could tell them that you'd like them to stop flirting with you?"

"But them flirting—I don't know if it's flirting. And they're—they—is it wrong that I like having them want to spend time with me? Or that they want my attention?"

"No, it's not bad."

"What if I ask them to stop and they don't do anything with me anymore?"

"I don't think that'll happen, Erudite."

The name sends a small jolt of warmth through him. "But I don't think I know the difference. What if all of their attention feels wrong?"

Roman's quiet for a moment.

"Sorry."

"No, no, don't apologize. We're just talking. It's okay. This is complicated. It's hard, and it's not—I don't think any of the things we could say, any of us, will completely make these feelings go away. That's not your fault, that's just how feelings are."

"I know," Logan grumbles, "it's the worst."

Roman chuckles again, the feeling reverberating through his chest. A small smile comes to Logan's face. "It is the worst, you are absolutely correct."

He toys with a loose thread at the end of his tie. "Does that mean I should come out to them first?"

"This isn't a binary answer, Logan—"

"Boolean."

"This isn't a Boolean answer, Logan, there are more than two options. You can also just tell them that things feel different now that they're in a relationship."

Logan frowns. "But it's not my relationship."

"That doesn't mean the dynamics of all of us aren't changing. It's going to feel different for everybody, not just you. That's not an unreasonable thing to bring up. Like—okay, imagine there's a pool of water and there are…oh, god, how many of us are there?"

"Six."

"There are six buoys floating in the pool. The ripples are going to all interact, right?"

"Yes."

"Now if we tied four of them together, or the four of them were connected in some way, that would change the ripples, right?"

Begrudgingly, Logan can admit to himself that it's a very solid analogy. He mumbles something to that effect as he curls up a little more. Roman kindly refrains from teasing him about it.

"It's different. It just is. It makes sense that things are going to take some getting used to for all of us. It's not your fault that you feel a certain way about it, even if you're happy it happened in the first place."

"I know, it's just…"

"Yeah," Roman agrees quietly when he can't quite finish it, "it is."

"Will you be there," he asks, turning to look up at him, "when I tell them?"

"Of course I will, Erudite. Of course."

In the end, it comes up in a rather roundabout way. Patton ordered a deck of pride-themed cards and they all decide to play a game with them. But first, they have to take the time to appreciate the quality of the artwork, and so they lay them all out so they can see them in their full splendor.

"These are sick," Virgil mumbles, looking at the array of cards spread out in front of them, "where did you say you got these from?"

"Well, they were only pre-order when I bought them—"

"Shit."

"Language, kiddo, but I can send you the link to the seller's website?"

"Yeah, gimme that. Maybe there's a way to get a hold of them."

"Why does this one have frogs?"

"Because frogs are awesome, Janny," Remus cackles, looping one arm around Patton's shoulders and pulling him in for what is probably supposed to be an affectionate side hug. "Aren't they?"

"Aww, that's so sweet, Remus!"

"Yes," Janus says, trying for his normal wry sarcasm and missing by quite a distance, "yes, it is."

Logan shuffles a little and Roman presses their shoulders together. He takes a deep breath in and out. He can do this.

"Ooh, hey, you know what'd be fun?" Virgli rubs his hands togheter. "Everyone pick the one you like the most."

"Frogs!"

"Remus!"

The carefully arranged cards scatter as Remus all but dives for the frog one, only caught by Janus quickly wrapping his arms around the exuberant green blur. Patton shakes his head fondly and places the gay pride card with the frogs on it in front of Remus. Remus squeals gleefully and snatches it up.

"No eating, Remus!"

"I won't, I won't, they're not mine."

Janus chuckles as he picks up the bisexual pride card. "Oh, Remus. We can make one you can eat later."

"Really?"

"Sure."

Virgil rolls his eyes as he puts the demisexual pride card in front of himself. "You're just encouraging him, you know."

"Oh, of course."

"I'll take the rainbow pride one, if no one else wants it?"

"All yours, Padre."

Patton claps his hands excitedly and picks it up, settling it in front of himself with a little wiggle. "This was a great idea, Virgil, they're all so pretty!"

"Right? I'm definitely stealing this deck from you at some point."

Where in the past that might have turned into a lecture about asking permission to joke that it wouldn't be stealing if Patton let him take it, instead is just another fond roll of his eyes. "Roman? Logan? Which ones did you two pick?"

Logan glances down at Roman. Roman gestures for him to go first. He looks at the pile. He could just take the asexuality pride, that would be the safer option.

It would.

But he hears Roman's soft voice calling him Erudite in the back of his mind and he makes his decision, reaching instead for the aroace pride card. After a moment, Roman picks up the aromantic pride card and puts it in front of himself.

"I don't think I know those," he hears Patton say, "what are those ones?"

"Aromantic," Roman says, leaning against Logan's side. "Mine's aromantic."

Remus wiggles an arm free from Janus's embrace to give Roman a high-five. "Hell yeah, bro. Lolo's got—did you want to say it?"

"You can."

"Lolo's got aroace."

"Oh. So…is that aromantic and asexual?"

"Yes, it is."

"Oh. That's…cool."

Virgil snorts, reaching over to give Logan a pat on the shoulder. "Tone, Pop Star."

"Oh, no, not that I don't—I didn't mean it like that," Patton says quickly, "I've just never seen that one before!"

Logan nods. He swallows the lump in his throat and reaches blindly for Roman's hand. Roman squeezes it back. "What game are we playing?"

"Right." Virgil sits up taller. "So, it's called Kings in a Corner and we all have to promise we're not teaching Janus how to play Spite and Malice."

"Oh, that doesn't seem fair."

"No, no, I agree with this assertion, we will not be teaching you that game."

"Yeah, you'd take it too seriously."

"I would not!"

"We all know that's a lie."

"Hey, L?"

Logan turns. Virgil jogs up to him as the rest of them clear away the last of the cards. "Yes?"

"Are you—that was your way of coming out to us, right?"

"Yes, I had intended it to be."

"Well, um, thanks, for that. I, uh, I'm glad you felt like it was safe enough to do." Logan just nods. "I, uh, guess you figured out we've been…flirting with you, huh?"

"I did, yes." No need to mention that Roman helped with that.

"We, uh, I'm guessing you'd rather we…didn't."

"I think so, yes. I don't…feel comfortable with it."

"Yeah, I figured." Virgil shuffles a little back and forth in the hall. His hands twist into the pockets of his hoodie. "Just—you know that we still care about you, right?"

"Are you referring to the aftermath of me coming out, or the recent relationship the four of you have entered?"

"The, uh, the second one. We do—I—okay, I'm just gonna ask this." He takes a deep breath. "Does this have anything to do with why you asked me to get Roman when you had that nightmare?"

Logan blinks. "When did you lot get this perceptive?"

Virgil shrugs, offering a sheepish smile. "I…may have gone to ask Remus what was happening—"

"Why Remus? What does Remus have to do with anything?"

"'Cause he's the one who's always rambling about how much he loves spending time with you."

"He what now?"

"C'mon, L, you know he adores you. Not like that, but he—you two just get each other, you know? So yeah, he likes talking about it." Logan is still reeling from that as Virgil keeps talking. "So I asked him if you were upset or something and he said that he—he didn't know, for sure, but he said it was something that only Princey would really understand and when you, uh, you both chose aro cards and I sort of…put it together."

"Your logic is…impeccable."

"Coming from you, that's high praise." Virgil shuffles a little closer. "Look, I know this is gonna be weird for a bit while we all figure this out, you and Roman too, but I—you know we still care about you. We still wanna help you and spend time with you. I'm not saying that to be like 'hey, you shouldn't feel weird about it,' you can absolutely still feel weird about it, just—yeah."

"I understand. Thank you, Virgil."

Virgil nods. "I'll tell the others to back off about the whole flirting thing, but I'll let—you should be the one to decide when to tell them the rest."

Logan bows his head and Virgil grins, going off into his room. Logan watches him go before going into his own room, shutting the door. He just stands there for a moment, letting himself be. Virgil's words ring in his head along with another shudder of the warmth he feels when Roman calls him Erudite. He smiles.

In his own time.

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[i-am-bitterly-jittery]

Follow Your Aro

The aromantic follow up to Perfectly Normal

Word count: 871

Rating: gen

Pairings: platonic Dukeceit, platonic or pre-qpr Intrumoxiety, background Roloceit and Moxiety

Warnings: self discovery

In honor of Aro Week (next week, Feb 18-24) I’ve written a companion to my projecting ace on Remus 💚💚🤍🩶🖤 ♠️

~~~START~~~

“JANUS!” Remus yelled as he threw open the door to his and Janus’s shared dorm room. 

“Hello Remus,” Janus said without looking up from the assignment on his desk. “I’m sure the other people in our building are really appreciating your volume, thank you.”

“Any time, Snakey!” Remus grinned, throwing himself onto his roommate’s bed despite being three feet away. “Hey, I have a question.”

“I would love to help you at this exact moment, Rem, I definitely don’t have to finish this assignment before my date with Roman and Logan tonight.”

“Perfect! What are romantic feelings?”

Janus set his pencil down and turned to face Remus with an arched eyebrow. “They’re the feelings you have for a romantic partner? Are you okay?”

“Noooo,” Remus whined, sitting up and pouting. “I know what they are! I mean, like, how do you know you’re feeling them?”

“Oh…” Janus blushed. “It’s like, when you’re alone, and all you can think about is them. Or when you’re having a bad day, but when you see them, you think ‘oh, there they are’. They’re just… it’s so nice to be around them.”

“But that just sounds like friendship!” Remus huffed, flopping back onto Janus’s bed and glaring at the ceiling. “How do you know it’s different than friendship?”

“I don’t want to kiss my friends,” Janus deadpanned. “No offense.”

“Ew, none taken,” Remus stuck his tongue out at the thought of kissing Janus. “But I don’t want to kiss anyone.”

“I don’t know what to tell you, Rem.”

“Eh, I’ll probably figure it out when it becomes important,” Remus shrugged. 

“Sure,” Janus agreed distractedly, focusing once more on his assignment. 

~•~•~

It hits Remus like a wrecking ball two years later.

He placed his game controller down on his desk, shut his console off, and walked away. He didn’t save the game, but it was okay, he wasn’t ever going to play it again. 

Downstairs, he found Patton sitting on the couch in front of a DVD menu screen, so he threw himself onto the couch and buried his face in Patton’s lap. 

“Everything okay, kiddo?” Patton asked, only mildly shocked from the intrusion after having been friends with Remus for nine years. 

Remus just let out a long, loud groan. 

“That’s okay,” Patton said, rubbing his hand along Remus’s back comfortingly. 

“You’re in my spot,” Virgil complained, coming back from the kitchen with what smelled like a bowl of popcorn. Remus didn’t move. 

“That’s okay, honey,” Patton said. “There’s plenty of room over here.”

The couch dipped as Virgil sat down on Patton's other side. Virgil poked at Remus’s head with his fingers, but Remus didn’t react other than to groan again. 

After a moment, the movie began playing, and no one spoke further. Patton’s hand continued rubbing along Remus’s back, and eventually, Virgil’s hand found its way into Remus’s hair.

Remus fell asleep like that. 

He woke up some time later. Virgil’s hand was no longer in his hair, but Patton’s hand was still on his back — though it had now stilled — and the movie was still playing. 

Remus sat up groggily. 

“How ya feeling, kiddo?” Patton asked quietly. Virgil was sleeping with his head on Patton’s shoulder. 

“Fine,” Remus croaked. “Better.”

“That’s good,” Patton smiled. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“I was playing a video game, and it was making me feel icky, and I realized I’m aromantic.”

“You just realized you’re aromantic?” Virgil asked incredulously without opening his eyes. 

“Shh,” Patton shushed, petting Virgil’s head. “I’m sorry your game made you feel icky, Re, what happened?”

“It made me pick a character to date, and then it made me have an awkward conversation with a different character who liked me.”

“Gross.” Virgil agreed, hating any awkward NPC interaction video games forced on him. 

“Do you want to pick the next movie?” Patton offered, gesturing at the end credits scrolling across the screen. 

Remus perked up and jumped to his feet to pick out a movie from the house DVD before realizing something. “I’m crashing your Valentine's plans, aren’t I?”

“No,” Virgil answered immediately. 

“We like having you here, kiddo,” Patton smiled, patting the space Remus had just vacated on the couch. 

“Really?” Remus asked skeptically. Patton was way too nice to ever kick anyone out, even if he was trying to have a nice date with his boyfriend. 

“Really! We would have watched movies in our room if we weren’t okay with you joining us!”

That was a fair point, no matter how many lectures on the effects of watching TV at bedtime Logan gave, Patton and Virgil continued to have a TV in their room so they could watch movies alone when Virge was feeling too peopled-out. 

“Pick a movie and sit down.” Somehow, Virgil’s grumpiness was even more convincing than Patton’s cheeriness. 

Remus popped Coraline into the DVD player and happily joined Virgil and Patton back on the couch. 

“But seriously,” Virgil said after several minutes where Remus had thought he’d gone back to sleep. “How did you just figure out you’re aromantic? Should I have told you?”

“I’m not that obvious!” Remus sniffed indignantly. 

“Sure.” The eye roll was practically audible. “Whatever you say, Re.”

~~~END~~~

I spent several years trying to figure out if I was aromantic or not, but I couldn’t figure out what romantic feelings were (which honestly should have been a hint) so it took a video game forcing me to date an NPC to go “I still don’t really get what romantic feelings are, but they’re def gross”

Anyway I now avoid any video game that involves potential romance

General taglist:

@royalty-of-all-things-snuggly @pixelated-pineapple @arsonic-knight @misunderstood-shadowling

[anxiouslyfred]

No Romance Party

final day and prompt for @aro-sides-week is celebration

It's an interminable, unstoppable question, seemingly everyone can find a way to bring up. "Are you dating anyone"

Janus has heard all the variations, all the many ways people can find to bring the subject up or subtly ask about it, and they only get more creative after they've said they're uncomfortable talking about their relationships.

So they make plans, and thankfully have the group of friends just ready just jump in and say this is something they've wished could happen.

They make a 'no romance party' and lay down forfeits for anyone who comes if they bring up relationships accidentally, or decide to flirt.

Remus even starts a betting pool over who will do forfeits the most, starting high with bets that Roman or Janus will do multiple for flirting as they both fall back on it sometimes, but Patton will do the most by bringing up the relationships of people he knows and forgetting that it's a party to forget all that and the expectations everyone needs someone that comes with it.

The first 'party game' if it can be called that, is writing down one complaint over amatonormativity and two topics of conversation that could replace it in everyday conversation for the better.

Everyone laughs when as the evening goes on and forfeits like eating weird combinations of food, or trying to climb as high as possible are done that their answers from that game are now in a hat and shaken in front of whomever had to do a forfeit to encourage something else to be spoken about.

Roman is the one who ends up accidentally flirting the most, and also who argues with the forfeits the most even while doing them. Quite reasonably he points out that flirting can, or at least should, only be classified as such when there's an intent behind it rather than just enjoying himself or wanting to compliment his friends.

They all agree with his point, but still insist on the forfeits being done just for the fun of it.

Patton does and up with the most forfeits for mentioning the romance of other people in ways that with anyone else would lead to questions about the relationships of people there. He finally starts gripping his latest page of a few other subjects after a dare to go a week without his cuddly toys on his bed. He would try, but definitely got permission to stop if it's too difficult to go without that source of comfort

By the end of the night Logan is suggesting ways they can bring more conversations like this around them without making full events to avoid it

He's not amused by Virgil's suggestion to scream at anyone who does and release the stress from the questions in such an unavoidable way it makes the person trying to ask them as uncomfortable as the questions make them

Janus believes it would work and Remus vows to prove it works the next day, which he actually does, however he also causes enough of a scene that there's another place he's banned from now.

[confusedasever]

Do you have basic profiles for everyone? Like ages, last names, pronouns, sexualities and stuff

-🎀 ✨

Apart from my inability to think of Remy’s gender I was able to answer this question. Sorry Remy your journey of self discovery will have to wait for another day.

Additionally one day Logan will have to have a strange conversation with the others but that day isn’t today.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Logan Berry age: 18 (lies and says he’s 20)

he/him homosexual cisgender

Roman Pollux Miller age: 21

he/him homosexual panromantic cisgender

Remus Castor Miller age: 21

any pronouns pansexual agender

Janus age: 22

he/him/she/her aromantic pansexual

Remington Segal-Jones (Remy)

age:25

He/him bisexual

Virgil Storm age: 20

He/They Queer Nonbinary

Patton Hart age: 23

He/She Gay Asexual Genderqueer

Emile Picani (Topanga) age: 21

She/Her Trans Bisexual

[pumpkin-padparadscha]

thinking about a dynamic

aromantic janus needs someone to be his fake boyfriend when he goes home for the holidays so his well meaning parents don't try to set him up like they inevitably do every year

roman KNOWS he's hung up on remus, and he's sick of getting dumped over his fixation, or his prioritizing remus constantly, or his tendency to say remus' name in bed

roman wants a friends with benefits thing or a steady casual hookup. someone he can sleep with who won't expect anything from him romantically bc he is Not emotionally available for romance rn.

remus has clocked that roman isn't dating? or that whatever thing he has going on with his current "boyfriend" isn't his usual lovey dovey type deal, and he wants to meet the guy bc he's worried about roman. roman SAYS he's fine and has exactly what he wants from his relationship, but remus still wants to suss the guy out and make sure his brother isn't being strung along or taken advantage of.

roman's house of cards is about to come crashing down the minute janus learns "my twin brother" and "remus" are the same fucking person.

janus knew roman was keeping something from him but honestly it wasn't any of his business for the casual thing they had going on but this is honestly WAY more interesting than he thought his evening was going to be

remus is GOING to figure out what all the loaded pauses and pointed looks between janus and roman mean. half of janus' sentences are being cut off by roman or suddenly change halfway through when roman starts making frantic "stop" hand motions.

if you want virgil can be there too because i want him to show up partway through the evening and janus to introduce remus like "this is remus, he's roman's twin brother." and for virgil to be like ?! THAT'S remus? i thought he would. look different." and remus to be like "you thought that roman's twin. would look different. twins usually look alike!" and virgil can be like "yeah i get that! still wasn't expecting it though, given," gestures to roman, "everything"

remus is going out of his mind, what does that MEAN, what has roman been telling these people about him!!!

[askthesidesanything]

Also can we get a quick refresher on names purposes couples and animals? There are so many to keep track of now and I an a bit lost in the sause

??? (anxiety): Phobos {emu} [dating Hybris]

Pride (ego): Hybris {lion} [dating Phobos]

Manipulation (Deceit): Peitho {king cobra} [undefined relationship with Alektos]

Mania (curiosity): Atticus {leopard} [dating Remus and interested in Janus]

Apathy (empathy): Acedia {crow-dog} [aromantic]

Wraith (anger): Alektos {raven} [undefined relationship with Peitho]

Possession (romance): Eidolon {hippo} [unknown relationship status, possibly interested in Icarus]

Arrogance (humility): Icarus {peacock} [aromantic]

Roman is a wild painted dog, he is in a relationship with Virgil.

Patton is a wolf and is in a relationship with Logan and Atlus.

Janus is a python and is interested in Remus and Atticus.

Remus is a hog and is dating Atticus and interested in Janus.

Atlus is a honey badger.

Logan is a silver fox.

Virgil is a rabbit.

Please ignore if you've been here a long time and Icarus' animal has changed multiple times. I keep forgetting to put his animal in my notes 😅

Daemon was a locust but I didn't add him in the list because he's dead.

[meandmacats]

Some sides head cannons, but it’s super obvious who my favorite side is:

Both Remus and Roman glow, but Roman is more of a Disney fairy magic way and Remus is closer to bioluminescent like deep sea creatures

The imagination is not physically split into Remus’ and Roman’s sided, but rather just a collection of both of their creations in a space too big for either to largely effect the other

Remus is a big softie when he’s not being gross

Roman is asexual

Remus is aromantic

Roman and remus have literal twin telepathy

Roman has a black streak(mirroring Remus’ white steak)

Roman can get burnout, but Remus can’t despite them both being creativity(Roman is used as the main creativity)

When in burnout, Roman runs a fever and attempting to interact with any creative pursuits immediately chars it

Roman’s role of Ego is under the Sigmund Froid definition where it is a representation of the self rather than just self worth

Remus played Undertale and first played a true pacifist route where he attacked each monster until they were ready to spare(he loved the amalgamations)

Patton actually can’t cook(not for lack of effort)

Roman is trying to learn more Romance languages

Remus knows German

Janus knows ASL

Logan has always had issues with Pattons black and white thinking, but decided to ignore it

Remus is ferally protective

Janus can smell lies the same way snakes smell(sticking out tongue) so he doesn’t do it often

Repressing Remus is like punching an inflatable punching bag

Janus actually can’t think of lies. He encourages it, but he doesn’t actually come up with the excuses

Janus only knows psychology for lying, he doesn’t know any for the other sides

Intrusive thoughts warn the body of danger and can help keep the shot alert. When this is revealed to the other sides, Remus tries to be as obnoxious and aggressive with the intrusive thoughts as possible to try to convince them otherwise

There is actually a difference in abilities between dark and light sides

Dark sides abilities are:

see no evil-tunnel vision from Remus

hear no evil- Virgil’s voice thing(known to over rule all other sides in input)

speak no evil-Janus silence(literally hiding things from Thomas he doesn’t want to know)

Roman can speak to and understand animals in the Imagination like a Disney Prince

Remus is really good with animals

Roman and Logan bond over rhymes, poetry, and word-play

Logan can cook, but he can’t experiment with cooking

Roman can cook, but he struggles to actually follow the instructions

Remus can “cook,” but it’s not “food”

Janus can cook for himself and no one else

Virgil is to anxious to cook most days, occasionally finds baking relaxing

Patton can bake

Roman and Remus are closer than they present themselves to the others

Roman gets ego bruises

Remus gets antsy if he doesn’t harass Thomas

Roman is a much better actor than he lets on

Roman intentionally played characters badly in Can Lying be Good? because he knew that Thomas would not be able to handle true immersion into the scene

Logan is naturally ambidextrous

Roman learned to be ambidextrous

[halfhissandwich]

What your favorite Sanders Sides episode says about you because I’m binging the series rn and I wanna do this. All of this is a joke, I’m just being silly

My True Identity: Wow look at the fun little identity crisis series! Would be a shame if this goes downhill, right? Yeah, that’s what denial of the inevitable sounds like.

Way Too Adult: I’m willing to bet you’re a fan of the Unsympathetic Patton stuff. Just the vibe I get.

Taking on Anxiety!: I’m so sorry for the atrocities that have occurred in this fandom regarding Virgil. All you wanted was a sassy little emo boy and the fandom made him the embodiment of uwu, I’M SO SORRY-

A New Year of Lying to Myself… In Song!: You just like the song. I feel you, I like the song too.

The Dark Side of Disney!: We meet again, prinxiety shippers. :)

I’m in a Disney show!: Your favorite character is C!Thomas.

The Mind vs. The Heart: I won’t say you’re a logicality shipper… but if they got married, you definitely wouldn’t complain.

Dad’s Big Game Day Tips: … Daddy issues. I’m sorry, it needed to be said.

Alone on Valentines Day: I don’t have a joke here, but I’ll just say that my first thought was “aromantic”, so take that as you will.

Losing My Motivation: Oh my gosh. We get it. Logan is wonderful. That’s the 5th PowerPoint you’ve made today. Please just let me go home.

Q&A: You want an updated one. Me too, buddy, me too.

Am I Original: Going back and rewatching this video after POF makes you cry every single time.

My Negative Thinking: Hey analogical shippers, how are you doing? Still starving? … anyway let’s do some more logicality and prinxiety, shall we? :)

Growing Up: You’re everything that the people who’s favorite episode is “Losing My Motivation” are, but for Patton, and you don’t understand why the fandom thinks he’s kind of problematic.

Making Some Changes: *obnoxious chanting* LAMP LAMP LAMP LAMP LAMP LAMP LAMP LAMP LAM-

Becoming A Cartoon: … I won’t say anything. I won’t crush your dreams. I’ll just observe, smile, nod and just move on.

Accepting Anxiety: I don’t blame you, a lot of work was put into that episode. By the way you know you can ship prinxiety platonically, right? You can like it platonically without liking it romantically, I-I hope you know that-

Fitting In: You’re actively choosing to ignore drama online and I’m impressed with that, also you are aware that it’s messed up to bash Thomas for making a Harry Potter video 6 years ago, IT WAS SIX YEARS AGO AND HE LIKED HARRY POTTER, DON’T YOU DARE CANCEL THOMAS FOR THAT-

Moving On: Sorry, I’d write a joke for this one but I’m too busy crying-

12 Days Of Christmas: holy wow- no thoughts, head empty. You saw the colorful and festive little Christmas special and you actually said “:D” out loud.

Can Lying be Good: THEATER KIDS, ASSEMBLE!

Why do we get out of bed in the morning?: You probably said one thing in support of logince at one point in your entire life and you got chased with pitchforks by the prinxiety shippers and then Roman started bullying Logan, I am so sorry for this fandom’s sins :(

Crofters the musical: You’re basically Roman in this episode. “But look at him now! (Cue Logan chugging jam like a fucking madman) He’s just so COOL!”

Learning New Things About Ourselves: Your motto is “angst doesn’t exist if I can’t see it.”

Embarrassing Phases: I… completely forgot this episode existed. This is your favorite? I’m not judging your taste or anything, but what’s with your taste?

Selfishness v. Selflessness: Your favorite design? Janus. Your favorite personality? Janus. Your favorite ship? A Janus ship. Your favorite side? … Logan.

Dealing with Intrusive Thoughts: Remus’ abandonment issues aren’t canon. But if I say that too loud, then you people might stab me, so nevermind.

Are There Healthy Distractions: Apparently this episode’s plot of Thomas forgiving his previously homophobic friend is an analogy for Thomas forgiving Virgil for having been a dark side. That’s the connection! I missed it too! I thought it was a silly Frozen episode too! IT’S ABOUT VIRGIL!

Putting Others First: … guys, you can stop fighting the moceit vs roceit war, neither of them will ever be canon. ALSO HOLY WOW PATTON IS A FROG AND HE’S RIPPED FOR SOME REASON, WHAT THE FU-

Flirting With Social Anxiety: Your number one headcanon for the season 2 finale is a direct Frozen quote where Patton is like “Thomas you can’t marry a man you just met” and Roman is like “you can if it’s true love! >:0” (also hi again prinxiety shippers!)

Working Through Intrusive Thoughts: You have anger issues and you relate to Logan. Or you’re just happy to see the silly, goofy, demented Duke with fandom-inflicted abandonment issues!

[canonically47]

(human au) sanders sides queer hcs:

logan: aromantic aceflux gay, non-binary it/he

patton: aroace, transgender ftm he/him

roman: ambiamorous demisexual gay, genderfluid he/she

remus: aromantic gay, agender it/he/xe

virgil: aroaceflux gay, transmasc genderqueer he/it

janus: aroace, bigender they/she