darksideweeks

[darksideweeks]

Love the random lore drops.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/67122484

Pit Stop

For @darksideweeks Anxceitmus Week promot Fantasy AU, not relater to the other thing I did for this prompt.

“Must we go to my brother’s coronation? It’s apt to be so terribly droll.”

“Who knows, mayhaps the dragon witch will return and the whole thing will be cancelled,” Virgil half joked.

“Hush now, both of you. Half way there is much too late to change your mind, and regardless, our attendance is mandatory. Or at least Remus’s, but I wouldn’t trust him to go anywhere on his own and neither do you.”

“I can be responsible!”

“For maybe five minutes,” Janus noted.

“Last time we left you alone you angered a mer and nearly drowned.”

“But you saved me just in time! My hero.”

“Next time I’ll let them eat you.”

Janus sighed. “I’ll ask the driver to stop for some fresh air. We’re ahead of schedule so it shouldn’t be a problem.”

“Thank you my lamia love!”

Janus opened the small window behind him and gave some instructions to the driver. The carriage slowed to a halt and Virgil was the first out to look around.

“All clear.”

“It should be. There’s no reason for anyone to assassinate me.”

“Except for the fact that you’re you.”

“Hmm… Well there is that!” Remus laughed.

“Must you two be this way?” Janus inquired with good natured exasperation.

“It’s our love language! Isn’t that right, Virgey?” Remus swept Virgil up in a kiss.

“Should you really be so amorous with your principal guard in public?”

“Oh, you’re right. I should do him like I do you: On the desk after hours.”

“Or maybe you could start saving your affections for the bedroom?”

“You didn’t seem to be complaining last time I came to your office…”

“Well- That’s-”

Virgil snickered. “Everyone already knows the duke does what he wants.”

“And who he wants!” Remus chimed in.

“When he wants.”

“Why do I travel with you fools?” Janus lamented.

“Because you’ve fallen madly in love with the crown jester and the knightly entertainer!”

“Regrettably.”

“Oh, don’t be irascible! Just imagine how embarrassing we’ll get to be at my brother’s party!” Remus swapped Virgil for Janus.

“Aren’t you the least bit concerned someone might try to use us against you?”

“If they want to tussle with the best knight and tactical mage the realm has ever seen, they’ll get what’s coming to them. There’s a reason the dragon witch only bothers my brother.”

“And that reason is that last time you saw her you invited her over for tea.”

“Which was lovely I might add. Who knew she had such great recipes?! But even if someone did somehow get one over on you, I would burn the world just to see you safe again. I’d wage war on the elements themselves. And if you were to fall to an enemy, I would resurrect you no matter the laws of magics and then we could argue whether being with you constituted necrophilia. We’d both think the answer was yes, but I’d be fine with it and you would think it was strange.”

“And what of Virgil?”

“He told me I’m not permitted to resurrect him.”

“How come he gets a choice?”

“He doesn’t really, but if I didn’t agree not to, I’m fairly certain he would have told my brother on me, or worse, Logan.”

“You know I’m still here, right?”

“How could we forget our sweet spiderling?”

“Shhh!”

“Oh, so now we care about tact.” Janus rolled his eyes.

“Rem’s nepotism is one thing, but if it got out a snake and a spider held his court, it might agitate the neighboring kingdoms.”

“If they try anything the two of you alone could crush them.”

“Not the point.”

“I suppose you’re right. Though I do think you fret excessively. No one would reasonably get from point A to your point B unless they already knew,” Janus commented.

“We should still be careful.”

“Then be sure not to bare your fangs when the crown prince inevitably annoys you.”

“He’s going to be king, you know.”

“And after the coronation I shall address him as such, no sooner.”

“Oh, my brother’s not so bad.”

“Bad? No. Dreadfully irksome? Most definitely,” Janus replied.

“Can’t argue that.”

“Nor should you try. When’s the last time you won an argument with us?”

“Hmmm… I’d say the time when I had to argue you into not being so proper and-”

“Yes, quite.”

“We might more often be right, but Rem is far more stubborn and not afraid to play dirty. Can’t forget that.”

“Indeed.”

“Mm, I love playing dirty! Speaking of, I always thought it would be fun to get dirty in a carriage, if you catch my drift. All that bumping from the road-”

“Would you lower your voice?” Virgil hissed, pulling his travelling hat down as far as it would go in an attempt to hide from existence.

“Oh? I thought everyone knew Remus does what he wants, who he wants, when he wants?” Janus mused.

“Knowing in theory is different than knowing in practice! Our carriage driver already hates me…”

“He doesn’t either.”

“Yeah, who could hate our sweet Virgey? Except for our enemies, naturally, but their opinions don’t matter.”

“Believe you me, he keeps giving me strange looks.”

“Have you considered perchance that those strange looks are due to your apparel of full mail save your very fashionable hat?”

“... Is it really so bizarre?”

“Absolutely!” Remus replied. “But who cares? You’re quite dashing.”

“I knew that feather was senseless.”

“Noooo! I love the feather!”

“We should return to the road soon,” Janus cut in.

“Aw. Who cares if we're late? Roman certainly won't.”

“But Logan will and if I have to get another lecture on appropriate behavior and timeliness, I'm going to lose it,” Virgil argued.

“Who knows, maybe he’ll appreciate less time with the Duke than expected,” Janus joked. “Still though, we’ve an image to uphold, no one will think us terribly fearsome should we stumble in half way through dinner.”

“Worse yet, they might think the duchy is seceding from the crown. Our lack of retinue is troublesome enough.”

“Ah, but the duchy is small and the court is new, they'd not expect but a few knights, and all know your prowess more than makes up for their absence.”

“I suppose.”

“Ugh. Are you two done being responsible? You've convinced me to go if only to speak on something more interesting. Like the kingdom to the west. I know you're holding out on me with the drama, Janny.”

“Back in the carriage with you then, and perhaps I'll regale you.”

“I don't suppose commanding you as your duke would convince you to be more certain?”

“The king himself gave up on ordering me, you'll not find any more luck than he.”

“I suppose I’d best increase my odds the natural way, then.”

“And that is?”

“Making a pest of myself until indulging me is a matter of convenience rather than one of will, naturally.”

“Oh, naturally,” Janus replied dryly.

“Aye, naturally,” Virgil agreed.

“Onward now, pest. You may badger me into acquiescence, but I’ll not reward procacious behavior. On you get.”

“Yes, my love.” Remus batted his eyes as a lady might.

Janus rolled his eyes to Virgil who grinned with understanding. If they didn’t love him so, the work would be dreadful, but perhaps that’s why they were the ones to do it. Most assuredly they’d never be bored.

[darksideweeks]

Did I make the no deadlines rule specifically for me? You can't prove that.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/67105129

Pictures And Love Remain

Written for @darksideweeks anxceitmus week prompt Bittersweet Childhood Memories.

Janus flipped through his scrapbook. Pages and pages were filled with pictures and drawings and stickers that had been added over the years. Every so often he would take it out, dust it off, and remind himself of what he’d had. And what he’d lost.

The first page was one of his favorites. He remembered that one as if it was yesterday.

---

“Janny! Virge keeps shutting my tentacles indoors!”

“One door! My door!”

Janus sighed. So young yet already world weary. “Remus, if Virgil tells you to stay out, he means it. Virgil, try not to squish his tentacles.”

“Awww.”

“No promises.”

“Virgil.”

“I’ll try.”

“Thank you. Now Remus, what did you need Virgil for?”

“I just wanted to take a picture of the three of us…”

“That's it?” That was probably the most tame thing he'd ever requested. “What do you think, Virgil?”

“Why do you want a picture of us anyway? I'll probably blink and ruin the whole thing anyway.”

“With... There aren't any pictures of me yet…”

Virgil paused, eyes wide, then quickly assumed his usual grumpy countenance. “I guess we can take a picture. But don't complain if it comes out bad!”

“I won't!”

---

The picture had come out just fine. It was actually one of the better ones they'd gotten over the years. It had stayed in a frame on the fridge for a long time until it was time that they ran out of frames and had to switch it out. That was when he'd started the scrapbook.

Janus didn't have a lot of time before Thomas would need him again, so he quickly flipped to the next picture he wanted to see.

---

“Janus?”

It was Virgil. It was also the middle of the night which usually meant one thing.

“Did you have a bad dream?”

“...”

“Where do you want to be?”

“Can I stay here for a bit?”

A bit usually meant for the rest of the night as Janus's room would lull Virgil to sleep.

“Sure.”

Virgil immediately flopped onto the bed and laid still as a corpse. As if sensing he was missing out, or more likely sensing Virgil's intrusive thoughts, Remus appeared out of a shadowy corner.

“Are we having a sleepover? Let's build a fort!”

“It’s the middle of the night,” Virgil grumbled from his face down position on the end of the bed.

“Well, duh. You usually don't have a sleepover in the middle of the day.”

“I think he means he’d rather sleep.”

“Oh, boo! Everyone knows you don’t actually sleep at sleepovers!”

“That’s-” Janus had to decide if it was worth arguing. He determined that it wasn’t and sighed. “Just don’t make too much of a mess?”

Remus just laughed.

Remus, to his credit, did keep his fort mostly contained. Of course letting Creativity do its thing on little to no sleep meant that it was even more outlandish than it might have been had Remus started at 9 pm, but it was relatively tame compared to what he whipped up in the imagination so no complaints were voiced.

“Does anyone have any medium to small sized reptiles?”

“No,” Janus asked, not entertaining anything Remus was about to cook up, while Virgil warily asked “Why?” A rookie mistake, honestly, likely due to lack of proper rest.

“I’m making a moat, but I figure Janny won’t let me have full sized crocodiles.”

“So you do think once in a while,” Janus said. “Except I’m not letting you put any reptiles in my room.”

“But my moat!”

“Just pretend. That’s what you’re best at, isn’t it?”

Remus muttered something to himself that sounded vaguely like ‘no respect’ and Janus rolled his eyes. It wasn’t much longer before Remus was done. Virgil had started watching him at some point, barely lifting his head enough to see while remaining mostly perpendicular, and eyed the miraculously large yet structurally sound pillow fort sans moat with suspicion.

“All set! The bad things can’t get you in here, Virgey, ‘cause I’ll fight ‘em off!”

“For me?” Virgil sat up fully, eyes wide and blushing slightly.

“Well, duh! Why else build a pillow fort than to keep out the pillow monsters!”

That was one of Janus’s favorite things about Remus. His thoughts truly were straight forward if you knew how to predict them. Of course the thought of pillow monsters meant he might very well create those to compliment his fort, so naturally Janus would be spending the night in there with them, because it was assured that Virgil would enter the structure, begrudgingly or otherwise depending on how the sleep deprivation was affecting him.

“Ok,” was all that Virgil said as he stood and shambled inside.

Remus excitedly bounced in after him and Janus could hear a brief yet informative tour of the whole two rooms, one meant for sleeping and one meant for… well Janus wasn’t actually sure because Remus got off topic very quickly. He approached the fort and stood outside for a moment, listening to the laugh Remus had managed to get out of Virgil, something he’d likely deny in the morning.

“Knock, knock?”

“Janny!” Remus burst back out the door.

“Room for one more?”

“Of course! The more, the murkier!”

“Delightful.”

They actually hadn’t stayed up for much longer despite Remus’s previous insistence. When they awoke in the morning they found a new picture on the fridge, Remus taking a selfie with Janus and Virgil sleeping peacefully next to him.

---

The next picture was one that meant a lot to him. He hadn't always had scales, but as soon as Thomas internalised the imagery… That had been a painful and uncomfortable time.

---

There was a banging on his door.

“Are you still alive in there?”

“He's dying. I just know he's dying.”

“I'm not dying.”

“Then come play with us!”

“Remus, we're practically adults, we don't play.”

“Maybe you don't.”

“Virgil, 14 is not practically an adult,” Janus said through the door.

“Well it's old enough to be dying!”

“I'm not dying!” Janus threw the door open only to be greeted with shocked and horrified expressions. “I'm not… dying.”

“Are- are you ok? What happened? Does it hurt? Can you get rid of them? Can we help? Did you do that on purpose-”

“Virgil, breathe. I'm fine. It's just a natural part of Thomas's perception of my role changing. They're here to stay, and if you want to help, you can start by keeping the noise down.”

“Wow. Those are so cool!” Remus exclaimed.

“Cool? What part of being branded a snake, half blind, and covered in disfiguring scales is cool?”

“Well snakes are cool,” Remus argued. “Maybe you'll shed now!”

Janus groaned. “If that's all-”

A hand suddenly reached out to grab his own before he could turn away completely.

“They’re, um, pretty.”

���Pretty?”

“Or, um, pretty cool, or whatever.” Virgil retracted his hand and pulled the strings on his hoodie to cover his eyes.

“... Thank you. I suppose yellow is my favorite color.”

“Yeah! They'll match all your outfits. Say, how far down-”

“Remus!” Janus and Virgil cut off that line of conversation.

“Well we should update the fridge, right?”

“The fridge?”

“Yeah! We need a new picture!”

“Oh…” It was one thing to kind of warm up to the idea of having snake-like traits, it was another entirely to preserve said traits in a picture that he would see every time he got something to eat.

“We don't have to…” Virgil offered.

That was what settled it for him.

“Let's take a picture. We all have an animal now, right?” Janus smiled.

“Oh yeah! We'll all match!” Remus exclaimed. “One of us! One of us!”

Janus laughed. “Just hurry before I change my mind.”

---

And the last he would have time to reminisce on. It was the one that hurt the most because he knew if things had just gone a little differently they'd have been able to take many more just like it.

---

“I dunno, I feel kind of silly.”

“Woah, Virge! You're hot!”

“Remus!”

“Mm. Purple so isn’t your color.”

“It really brings out your pale flesh and sunken eyes.”

“I didn't know you were into necrophilia.”

“I can be into anything for the bit! Besides, you're not dead yet. Still very alive, with a beating heart, flowing blood, working organs, attached limbs. A perfect specimen.”

“Right, well I think I'm done here-”

“Wait! Janus say something nice.”

“It really does suit you. And I would never lie.” Janus grinned and leaned forward to rest his chin on his fist.

“You guys suck. Why do I hang out with you?”

“Because you looooove us!”

“Unfortunately.”

Remus gasped and shoved nudged Janus. “He admitted it!”

“Can't it just be like, an understood thing?”

“Of course, my dear. If it can be understood that Remus bringing us dead birds is a sign of affection, so can too be your sarcasm.”

“Cool. So are we going on this picnic or what?”

“I could settle for some ‘or what’!” Remus exclaimed.

Virgil looked like he was going to ask a follow up but evidently changed his mind.

“Ooo, let's take a picture!” Remus plowed on.

“That is something I could agree with,” Janus started. “It's not every day that Virgil wears a color that isn't black or grey, after all, so it must be a special occasion.”

He sidled up to a blushing Virgil, though they were both soon squeezed into frame by Remus.

“Say ‘bondage’!”

---

Virgil's expression had been quizzical, Remus was grinning, and Janus himself was laughing with a joy he hadn't felt since. But that was enough of that. It was time to go.

[darksideweeks]

Thank you everyone who participated in Remus Week 2025! We had a lot of fun and hope y'all did too!

Reminder that it is never too late to send us a submission for any and all past prompts, we just want more dark boys!

Our next event is right around the corner! Dukeceit week will be held July 13-19. We hope to see you all again there!

[darksideweeks]

Fantastic aanalysis if I do say so myself.

For @darksideweeks Remus week prompt cacophony, I'm explaining the songs currently on my Remus playlist (check it out, I have great taste and I'm always adding more).

Bullet With Butterfly Wings by The Smashing Pumpkins

First of all religious imagery goes beautifully with Remus. I also think he has suffered greatly being neglected and ignored, he very much has been a rat in a cage. The group of lyrics starting with "Tell me I'm the only one" is very 'there's two of us and there shouldn't be. Plus 'And I still believe that I cannot be saved' gives me trying very hard not to care that his job was imposed on him and it's not his fault he's like this, but he's going to lean into it so hard bc that's what's expected of him, I wrote a little thing on that here.

Brutus by Emma Blackery

"Poisoned by the secrets you're keeping" Remus is very anti repression, it's the whole reason he acts up. In this case I think Brutus is Patton and Roman and Thomas. Technically Brutus probably includes Logan and Virgil and Janus, but I think it's mostly the reason he split (morality), the piece of him that betrayed him (Roman), and of course Thomas for wanting to shut him away. The sides may do what they think is best, but they are also bound by Thomas's will and if he wants something to go away, Janus has to make that happen. Or at least he did. It's all very 'I was wronged and sealed away but now that I'm out I'm going to make it everyone's problem, you can't escape me'.

Monster by Meg & Dia

He just wants to be loved! (Accepted, needed, listened to, etc.) I imagine at some point he had to realize with dawning horror that the other sides were terrified of him and what he represented, but he can't help what he is and if they're going to hate him anyway, he might as well be all that he is.

Reaper Man by Mother Mother

Remus prides himself on being intolerable to the general public and this song is basically just that, plus it slaps.

Red Flags by Tom Cardy feat Montaigne

I just think Remus would enjoy this. It is in fact 'disturbing' art which is right up his alley and I think he deserves appreciation of his potential.

Black Sheep by Dorothy

He is one of them regardless of how they feel and he is very much the black sheep. So far all the others have had true moments of appreciation for their roles, acceptance by c!Thomas but Remus is still on the outside looking in. "Can't shut me up won't bite my tongue. Speak my truth till the day is done." Literally his whole thing is not shutting up bc his role is to draw attention and he has claimed himself perpetually honest (even if he changes his mind sometimes).

Bad Reputation by Joan Jett & the Blackhearts

"I don't give a damn about my bad reputation" pretty much says it all.

When Worlds Collide by Powerman 5000

Remus @ c!Thomas, just saying.

I'm Not Ok by Weathers

A bit of a softer approach to who Remus is. We've seen Anxiety get anxiety, so what if Intrusive Thoughts also experience his role? Is he ok?

Tell Me Why by Three Days Grace

"Why does everything I love get taken away from me?" He loses part of himself, then his voice, then his 'brother', then his friends. All he does is lose. And if you push him to the edge, you should know he has no choice but to jump off of it.

Blood - End Credits by My Chemical Romance

He wants attention. Do you give it to him and condone his actions? Or do you ignore him and make it worse? Who are you? What is he? Why?

Kitchen Fork by Jack Conte

It's just very Intrusive Thoughts to me. It's also very "You made me, why did you make me like this?" Lemongrab-y.

Wrecking Ball by Mother Mother

He's over compensating. He's going to be what they perceive him to be 110% bc there's safety in that. And also it's kind of fun. Unfortunately he can't make 'good' things, only break them.

So What by Three Days Grace

I am what you made me, so what? I act like you expected me to, so what? Sure, I'm crazy, but what does that make you?

Back To Life by Mother Mother

If you hate me so much why don't you do something about it? Why do you hate me? Why don't you hate me? If you hate me so much why don't you just get rid of me? Why do you hate me? Why don't you hate me? Either way, I win. I win. I win...

Trouble's Coming by Royal Blood

He can't help what he is. If he could, don't you think he would? Don't you think he would do his best to stop hurting others? Do his best to be someone they could love? To be a piece that c!Thomas could accept?

House of Wolves by My Chemical Romance

He's a bad, bad man. Or that's what he wants you to think anyway.

Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time by Panic at the Disco!

Remus is going to crash out. The beginning is where we first meet him. He's as one dimensional as he can present himself. As time goes on, there's more to him. He has wants and needs too. He has absolutely no control at present but desperately craves it.

[darksideweeks]

Plot of DWIT be like:

No longer chain creativity

This is for @darksideweeks

Remus is free and is ready for some mayhem

[darksideweeks]

I love how much story this piece has in it! And thanks so much for participating!

Remus Week Day 7

Remus Week | Day 7 | Prompt: Shackled Creativity

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IT’S HERE!! THE FINALE!!! You have no idea how excited I was for this one. This week was so much fun to work on, and this day especially. (Days 7 and 4 were def my favs but they were all great.) @darksideweeks thank you so much for orchestrating events like this, it was such a treat

[darksideweeks]

Woah ok. I'm going to be thinking about this one. Those eyes go crazy hard.

thing I did for Remus week that I forgot to post-

uh, theatrical and eyes!! Yay

@darksideweeks

[darksideweeks]

Mm, yeah, kinda hard to chew your neck.

~ Shackled Creativity ~

@darksideweeks Remus Week day 7!

POV: You are Janus come to free Remus and unleash him upon Thomas' psyche.

Image ID under the cut.

[ID: A one-page Sanders Sides comic with a brainlicking.tumblr signature.

Panel 1: A closeup profile shot of Remus' mouth, his lips puckered in an O shape, his mouth and mustache is smeared with blood.

Remus: Sooo... I had the idea to... y'know.

Remus: Chew myself free!

Panel 2: Black background with white lineart of Remus' right hand with a shackled around his wrist.

Panel 3: Black background with white lineart of a closeup shot of Remus' teeth tearing into his own flesh, with red blood and viscera.

Panel 4: Black background with white lineart of an empty shackle on the ground, the chain curving away off-panel.

Remus: I just forgot ooone tiny little thing-

Panel 5: Remus is laying in a casual pose on the floor of a stone walled and floored dungeon, his wrists and ankles are bloody stumps of torn flesh. He is laid on his back, propping himself upright by his left elbow, pointing his right stump at the shackle around his neck that is chained to the wall behind him. His right leg is bend with the stump pressed against the floor, and his left leg is casually crossed over it.

Remus has a lazy smile on his face and blood smeared on his face and splattered all down the front of his top and the shackle around his neck. There are three visible, bloodied shackles covered in blood behind Remus on the far right of the panel. Also on the right side is the chewed-off right-hand and left foot of Remus, resting on pools of blood. On the left of the panel is the severed right foot, laying in a pool of blood.

Remus: The neck! HAH!

Remus: Anyways, is that a hacksaw in your hand or are you just happy to see me?

End ID]

[darksideweeks]

So peaceful. I wonder what he's thinking about. I probably don't want to know.

Under the sea

This is for @darksideweeks

Remus goes for a swim in his part animal form.

[darksideweeks]

Woag. First one v pretty second one v Remus.

Remus Week Day 6

Remus Week | Day 6 | Prompt: Octopus/Squid/ tentacles

Click for better quality. Close-ups under the cut. Sorry if the colors are odd, I’m still figuring out how to polish them in digital

@darksideweeks you’re too good at these prompts! I had to redo these a bunch because I had too many ideas. Y’all are great

[darksideweeks]

Some of us know a little too much about crohalopods and mating. Me is some of us.

~ Tentacles ~

@darksideweeks Remus Week day 6! (bonus prompt)

Did you know that the limb that male cephalopods use to mate is called the hectocotylus?

:)

Image ID under the cut.

[ID: An illustration of Remus Sanders with a brainlicking.tumblr signature. Remus' human parts are in greyscale, while everything else are shades of rich green.

A full-body view of Remus, he is unclothed and only human from the torso up. He is pulling up the skin on his belly in his sharp teeth with a grin, showing off a long, thick tentacle that coils behind him and wraps around to cover his eyes. The tentacle has rows of suckers along its length. The tip of the tentacle shows the anatomical parts of the "ligula" and "calamus", two parts of an octopod's reproductive arm.

The fingers of Remus' left hand are pressed against the tentacle where his waist normally would be. The pointer, middle and ring fingers of his right hand are evocatively digging into a sucker under his right pectoral. The nails of his fingers are bright green.

The background is a writhing mass of dark green tentacles with no suckers in shadowy darkness.

End ID]

[darksideweeks]

🐀🐙💚

Favorite animals

This is for @darksideweeks

Remus shows a couple of his favorite animals to you.

[darksideweeks]

Hmm... Not sure you're supposed to have mouths for eyes, but I'm also not a doctor so maybe it's ok.

~ Teeth ~

@darksideweeks Remus Week day 5! (bonus prompt)

And some extra tongues to go with them!

Image ID under the cut.

[ID: An illustration of Remus Sanders with a brainlicking.tumblr signature.

A profile shot of Remus with him facing to the left. His mouth is stretched into a wide and uncanny grin with long, inhuman and sharp teeth filling his green gums. In his eye are similar rows of teeth with no eyeball, the "mouth" of the left eye is wide open and a long, dark green tongue that is wet with saliva twists out and wraps with two other tongues. One of which is coming from Remus' Mouth-mouth, and the other coming from the unseen right eye.

On his ear is an eyeball earring with a green iris. The background is dark green with black grunge texture.

End ID]

[darksideweeks]

I'm always saying this!

Remus Week Day 4

Remus Week | Day 4 | Prompt: Decay

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Something something Remus… something something rotting motif… something something left to decay in the garden of Eden…

[darksideweeks]

I didn't even notice the horns and tail ont he first one at first. So cute!

Remus Week Day 3 (but not really)

I’m not gonna lie, I did not have anything prepared for today. I bring you Remus sketches from a while ago to make up for it (feat. Roman and Patton)

[darksideweeks]

That's literally so cool??? V woogshy.

I didn't have much planned for @darksideweeks' Remus Week.

But I wanted to draw something fun and messy for Day 4: Poltergeist.

Specifically the version from @milkhoney531's fic, "Ghost of You".

(There's some heavy subject matter in that one, including a suicide, discretion advised~)

[darksideweeks]

His little hat!

Birthday book (brothers grim)

This is for @darksideweeks

Remus got a book for his birthday. It's one of the brothers' grim books.

He loves it.