Characters: Remus Sanders, Roman Sanders, Logan Sanders (Mentioned)
Ship: RemRom, IntruLogical (Implied)
Tags: incest, making out, knife play, blood, gore
Words: 1150
Summary: Roman is not happy with the events that occurred in Working Through Intrusive Thoughts (Asides). Angry Remrom s3x + Dark from RemRom Spooky Words Prompts. Please read the tags and my A/N. Omg Thank you Char on Discord for being my beta!!!
A/N: I've written something like this before back in the 9th grade. Let's see if I can do better than freshman year of high school. Side note: I’m so fucking sorry! Extra side note: jfc im so sorry ahhh. Last side note: Nope! Sorry y’all, I can’t push for a s3x scene so please enjoy everything leading up to it. This is what I’ve written in 6 months and this is how it’s going to stay.
Bc I forgot // Blog Tags: @remrom-events || #remromspookevent
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Remus POV
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Remus lay sprawled out on his bed in his room, lazily watching the tv as he waited for the hours to go by. The tv was making sounds at him but honestly he wasn't paying it much attention.
His door burst open, and then slammed shut. There stood Roman interrupting his hazy staticy thoughts. He could hardly be seen from the little light that was caused by the tv, allowing Remus to see Roman’s shadowy figure.
“How could you fucking do that?” Roman demands, his voice hoarse. Obviously the other was really angry at Remus. However Remus had no clue what Roman could be angry about at this moment.
And no, it's not like Remus is innocent. It’s just that Remus wasn’t sure what out of the billion things he’s done today alone could have been the problem at hand.
“Woah there brother,” Remus chuckles softly as if this situation was funny, “You're gonna have to be a little bit more specific than that”
In a quick swift motion, Remus was yanked off the bed and onto his feet. It happened so fast that honestly Remus was simply not ready or prepared for this type of action.
The sword was held against his throat and Remus was up against the wall, unable to draw his mace from god knows where to defend himself.
“I can not believe you think that this is funny! Wipe that fucking smirk off your face!” Roman demands, the blade pressing firmly against his neck.
“Oh please, as if you scare me,” Remus mocks. Roman obviously didn’t scare him; he could never scare him. Even with his hard demanding voice and any weapon of his choosing pressing against his body, it's not like they could die. They were all fictives of Thomas' imagination.
However, the low growl that crept from Roman’s throat and the way that his nose flared-
Jesus fucking christ.
Remus focused his gaze into Romans eyes.
“Come on. I’m intrusive thoughts and you’re just rainbows and sunshines. A fucking pussy is what you are.”
Why was he saying this? Remus wasn’t entirely sure. Maybe he just liked pressing Roman’s buttons. Honestly, he should stop. Roman is too pissed for his games right now.
Before Remus could choose between continuing his petty attacks on Roman’s character or backtracking his previous taunts, he watched as Roman suddenly inhaled sharply. He slid the blade against Remus' neck, slicing through the skin like it was nothing. In mere seconds, Remus felt the prick of the blade and the pain. Instead of what a normal person would do, which is to squirm away from the blade and the person who did the action, the worst thing that could ever happened took place.
He moaned.
It was still filled with anguish of course because… pain. But the moan was something that was not lost on Remus or Roman.
Roman’s eyes seem to only glow darker. He tilts his head to the side.
“You like pain huh?”
“Well-”
“Shut the fuck up.” Roman says quickly. He pulled the sword back from Remus’ neck and it transformed into a small blade, easier to wield and slice Remus up.
Remus’ tongue darts across his lips. Wetting the pieces of skin in anticipation of what was to come.
“Lucky for you I'm pissed and want to cut into something.”
Before Remus could respond, Roman was using the blade to cut off his clothing. His complicated attire soon in shreds falling onto the carpet beneath him.
“Roman?!” Remus gasped out in complete shock. Out of everything, he wouldn't have expected Roman to tear his clothes!
The knife in Roman’s hand dragged up Remus' belly. It was pressed hard against his skin, scratching it but not hard enough to bring blood.
Remus held his gut in.
“I know.” Roman said.
“Know what?” The dark sides whispered. He looked back up to Roman’s gaze.
The blade stopped moving.
“Logan told me”
Logan?
His thoughts were cut (lol) short by the feeling of piercing pain in his abdomen.
“Ah-hhh!” Remus lets out.
His cry of pain was eaten up by Roman’s mouth connecting to his.
They've never kissed like this. So hungry and full of need. Oddly Remus needed more.
The blade started to slip out. Slowly.
Roman pulled away from Remus’s lips just so he could hear Remus’s gasps. The grip on Roman’s arms was tight, Remus practically clawing at the Prince’s clothing.
“Ah, Roman.”
Roman takes in a big sniff of Remus' musk. He pulled the knife completely out, the blood seeping out the wound and running down onto Remus’ pants leg. A little of it getting on to Roman’s leg too. But they didn't seem to care.
“Yes sweetheart?” Roman replies. “You like it when I cut into you?”
Remus’s breath was quick. Almost hyperventilating, some could argue. Just as quickly as the wound was created, it was gone; however, the blood stained pants were still a reminder of what just occurred.
“You think you can flirt and be a little whore around Logan and I wouldnt find out?” Roman asked again. The knife now up once more against Remus’s neck, the point of the sharp object pressing against the skin daring to enter the soft flesh.
“I- no. See, I was just playing around with Logan-” Remus manages to get out. And that’s all he could get out before Roman’s quick movement sent metal into his soft under chin.
His mouth filled with his own blood, the metallic taste overflowing his senses. The handle of the knife stuck out from under his jaw. The tip of the blade scratching the roof of his mouth. It was beginning to be too much.
Roman pulled it out and tossed the blade onto Remus’ dark green comforter.
“You’re full of shit, Duke.”
Remus didn't respond. Well, not like he could respond. His mouth was still trying to figure out what just happened, not to mention the amount of blood that was pooling inside, slipping down his throat making him gag and choke it back up just for it to sputter out past his lips. He sank down the wall and watched as Roman unbuttoned his own top, throwing the white and gold article across the room.
Without having to physically touch it, Remus knew his jaw had closed up. His tongue darted out to lap up the leftover blood that had pooled in his mouth and stained his lips.
“Roman,” Remus calls from the floor, gaining the others' attention.
“Yeah?”
“That was so hot.”
Roman nods his head in agreement. “Yeah.”
“Are you still mad?”
There was a pause. It was still too dark to see Roman’s eyes from where he sat on Remus’s bed. Remus wished he could see his brother’s eyes.
Heya!! Sonny here!! I wanna make an event for the spoooooky season!! And of course, anyone who knows me that it's one hundo going to be Remrom!!
So to start it off! What this is! I will be taking spooky word prompts (send in from here or my main @shut-up-its-funny DM me if you want) when I have enough words I will put them in through a randomizer with whoever is participating - please message me if you want to participate and we can hash things out, if you want to be anonymous no problem!!
We will get three words each and you can make what ever you want with the words you're given - if you are done with your first prompt and would like another that too is allowed, encouraged even.
The deadline is Halloween and you can start submitting all through October - the tag you can use for this: remromspookevent.
There is no word count minimum do what you're capable of, same with art and other mediums, do what you can.
Polyships are welcome if you wanted to do that.
If anyone decides to do anything nsfs please tag it properly!! In fact tag anything you do properly please!
My DMs are open for any thing you may want to know or if that's how you want to participate, I will keep anyone's anonymity if you want.
If you don't post it on tumblr please give a link so we can post it here.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
By: @pumpkin-padparadscha
Rated Teen - 448 words - Ship: Remrom - Characters: Remus, Roman - Warning: Major Character Death.
Tags: Animal Death, Blood, Mild Gore -Maybe, Mentions Of Corpses, Skeletons, Bones, Fire, Death, Murder, Coma, Remus is basically a dementor when he comes back from the dead, look he's gotta eat something, and I don't respect zombies, so souls it was.
Iiiiit's October!!! Which means that you can start posting or if you wanted you can submit what you've made here! If you've posted to AO3 please give me a link!!
