Age regression is so weird sometimes, like… what do you mean I’m simultaneously three and fifteen? Usually my regression age is pretty clear, either around 1-4 or 14-16 (which is still a relatively new thing, but I did make a blog for my teen regression, feel free to go like follow it or whatever, it’s called BlackCatAlex, I haven’t posted anything yet, but yeah, just be aware it’s probably gonna be very emo and angsty and stuff lol), but like sometimes I like… wanna listen to emo music whilst wearing my starry pyjama bottoms and a Dan and Phil hoodie and also suck on a black paci (as opposed to the usual blue) and colour and hug Thomas (my essa) and wear a diaper! It’s kinda confusing honestly! At this point I don’t even know if the teenre me, Alex, is even still me just regressed to a teen, or if he’s a separate headmate altogether! It’s just so confusing! Ugh!
Buuuut in other news, I’ve been working on a new fic! Sorry I’m so slow at it, depression and executive dysfunction makes it kinda really hard to do stuff, even the stuff I enjoy. But I try! Oh, and I do also have some ideas for teenre fics, specifically teenre!Virgil, so if you could, let me know if you’d like them to also be posted here, or if you’d prefer those ones over on my teenre blog! Okay, talk to you all again soon (I hope)!
Hey yall! This was a request over on AO3 (RatRemus - Sanders Sides Agere/Kid Fics) by Voidlunaluci :)
~Request~
Caregivers: Logan and Janus
Littles: remus and Virgil
Prompt: It's Halloweens and remus wannas goes to a horror maze whiles smalls but virgils scare so Janus and Logan work together to helps
Please and thankies!!
Papa: Logan
Dada: Janus
Remus: 6
Virgil: 3
Word Count: 1077
Virgil and Remus were supposed to be napping. Supposed. In actuality Remus was drawing out his big idea for a haunted maze that they, the two little and their caregivers, could go to. It wasn’t Remus’ fault that he was too excited to nap!
Virgil on the other hand was entirely too tired to deal with Remus keeping him up, he was just a little guy after all. However after Remus let out a happy squeal after finishing his project Virgil jumped and started crying, as the poor baby was easily startled.
Janus walked in and sighed at the sight in front of him before going to scoop up Virgil. He gently patted Virgil’s bottom “shhh it’s ok spiderling, no need to cry” he hummed softly and rocked the overgrown toddler. Logan then walked in too and saw Remus out of bed, coloring. Remus at least had the decency to look sheepish.
“Remus, what did you do?” Logan said fondly, he didn’t have it in him to truly be angry at the kid. It wasn’t his fault he had an overactive imagination and had a hard time napping or staying quiet.
“Nothing papa!” Remus immediately lowered his voice at the pointed look Logan gave him “sorry papa but really, I was just drawin and came up with a really good idea for a haunted maze for us to go in and and I squealed cuz happy stim and then I woke up the baby. I’m sorry”
“Buddy, it’s ok thank you for the apology, how about we go in the living room and after dada finishes calming down your baby brother we look over your drawing together? Does that sound good?” Remus immediately jumped up, very excited by that prospect and ran to the living room. Logan chuckled fondly and walked after the hyperactive little.
Soon after, Janus followed suit, the now calmed Virgil in his arms. His eyes were still a bit teary but he was okay now. “So kid, what’s this I hear about your haunted maze?” Janus said, sitting next to Logan on the couch as Virgil crawled into Logan’s lap and Remus crawled into Janus’.
“Well dada! I’m so glad you asked! I drawed us all going to a haunted maze and it was so scary you pooped your pants! And papa got so scared he punched somebody! And me and baby vee completed the maze and and we won a prize! And there’s so many zombies and skeletons and guys with chainsaws trying to chop your heads off!” Remus seemed really proud of his idea but Virgil on the other hand started crying again.
Logan started rocking Virgil as Virgil whined “I…I don wan people cuts our heads off!!” He sobbed loudly. Remus whined as well “but it’s not real vee! It’s just pretend.” That seemed to help Virgil a little. “How about we make the maze a little less scary ree? Just so Virgil can enjoy it too? I promise as soon as you’re both big again we can go to a very scary one” Remus pouted at Logan’s words. “Fineeee but I better get to keep the severed fingies!” Remus giggled. Janus blinked and frowned “absolutely not ree, that’s not happening. I love you but we aren’t putting any real body parts in this maze. How about we make some severed finger cookies instead?” Janus quickly added the cookie part because he could tell Remus was going to throw a fit over his words.
Remus still pouted but nodded, he was hungry anyways. “Ok dada, after that can we go to the haunted maze? Pleaseeeee?” Janus nodded “sure honey, how about Vee, you, and I go do that while papa and Roman work on making this maze for us?” The boys seemed excited so that’s exactly what they did.
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It was now a couple hours later, the boys wound up needing a bath and another nap after cookie making so it was closer to sunset. Remus was dressed in his zombie rat costume and Virgil was dressed in a cute spider onesie. He felt comfortable enough to walk as long as either his papa or dada held his hand so they were all walking together to the maze.
Remus had tried to run off three separate times so his caregivers forced him into a leash backpack. “Ok baby we are here do you want to be picked up?” Virgil shook his head no at Janus “m a big boy dada!!” Logan smiled at him and ruffled his hair.
Just then a zombie jumped out of the maze at them. It spooked Virgil a little so he clung to the side of his dada a little more but Remus seemed happy enough so they kept going. Virgil seemed to get braver as they kept going and Remus was excited by that, happy his baby brother wasn’t being a scaredy cat anymore.
Just as Remus turned around to look at his papa and dada another zombie jumped out at them. Virgil squealed and ran to his dada but was giggling, he thought it was funny. However Remus, not expecting it, jumped and started crying. He plopped down and was suddenly not the brave big 6 year old anymore but a frightened baby who needed his papa.
Logan was quick to scoop Remus up and hold him “oh baby doll it’s okay, shhhh it’s alright darling” he hummed a little lullaby to Remus. Remus’ crying also startled Virgil who began to tear up and reach for his (now) baby brother. “Dada he’s cwyin! Poor baby gotta help him!” Janus smiled fondly at Virgil “I know baby he’s just a little spooked. How about we head home and come back another day?” Virgil adamantly said no to that “ree ree was soooo excited!! We can’t leave without finishin da maze! And gettin da prize! For baby!!!”
The two caregivers looked suprised at that, thinking Virgil would want to leave but nodded anyways “okay spider we can finish the maze” Janus said following after the now determined young boy.
Remus let out soft coos and attempted to eat Logan’s tie whilst they walked. Logan, very fond of the baby in his arms, just let him do so. Once they found the end of the maze both boys let out happy squeals. Happily claiming their prizes (a squid themed paci and a stuffed spider) they headed home to be coddled and doted on by their caregivers.
god being an age regressor and doing a road trip is so fuckin annoying shkfkfjd like its nice that i literally have my entire group of caregivers with me at all times but like,,,, i don’t wanna be annoying shfkfkdjdjd -virgil
Little space Janus.. Regressing in the middle of an argument? Anyone as caregiver?
((I'm so sorry for how long it took me to write this! I'm always up for a bit of hurt/comfort :)
"Stop!"
"And if you would just listen, just once! Then maybe we wouldn't be here! But look at what happened!"
"Oh come on, like you're innocent! At least I don't project my issues onto others!"
"Oh, I know you didn't just try to pull that card!"
"Oh, I absolutely did! And let's not forget the whole 'hide Remus and Janus from the others' game!"
"Seriously? That again?!"
Janus couldn't really decipher who was saying what anymore. The conversation had started out like any other - curt smiles, civil phrases like 'how's your day', everyone pretending like they weren't not-so-secretly mad at each other. Then Virgil had found Remus's sock in the coffee grounds, Remus had vehemently denied that it was his ("It's covered in octopi and has a big red stain on it! Who else could it belong to?"). Remus mentioned that there were cobwebs on his ceiling that definitely hadn't been there the night before ("Your stupid spider probably went in there when I scared Roman in the Imagination! How else would they get there?").
From there, it had turned into insults. Insults turned into airing dirty laundry, and now the two were caught in a screaming match where they took out their frustrations on each other.
Normally, Janus would be fine with a situation like this. After all, he had his own feelings surrounding how Virgil and the others had treated him and Remus. But today it was too much. He'd had so much going on lately, what with talking more with Patton, Virgil drawing further and further away, and Roman outright refusing to even look at him now. None of that included his usual responsibilities of keeping Remus in check, making sure Virgil's worries did not send Thomas into an outright panic, having Thomas take care of himself, and keeping back the ever-wrathful Orange until the right time.
In short, he was stressed and overworked. He couldn't handle it all anymore.
"Ssssstop!!!" The lights flickered for a moment and flashed between bright white and deep yellow while something unseen slithered along the kitchen floor with a low hiss and a rattle.
Virgil and Remus froze. Janus never lost control like that.
"Janus? You alright?" The deceitful side curled into himself and began to sniff. He remained silent.
"Jan, come on, what's wrong?" Remus and Virgil glanced at each other, wondering the same thing.
"'S too loud."
Virgil mentally cursed at himself for not noticing how upset Janus was. Between him and Remus, he was the one most responsible when it came to times like this. After all, he'd been taking the caretaking role for Janus for years now.
Virgil stepped forward and hugged the other side. "Hey, no one's mad at you. Remus and I just got too angry and should have taken a break. You didn't do anything wrong, ok?"
Janus remained silent. He clung onto Virgil, hands fisted in his sweatshirt.
Remus walked off to the living room, switched the tv to some kid-friendly channel, and headed off to his room. As much as he would love to stay and comfort Janus, he tended to scare him more than anything when he was small and scared.
After sitting with him for a little bit, Virgil took off Janus's hat to pat his head. "Hey, let's go sit and watch tv for a bit, alright? We can talk when we're both calm. Does that sound ok?"
Janus nodded slightly and held onto Virgil tighter.
"Alright, let's go sit down, buddy." He picked up the other side and carried him over to the couch to sit. After making sure they were both comfortable, Virgil waved his arm and hoped that he was summoning the right thing. Janus was always better at summoning items from places other than his own room, Virgil tended to overthink and grab the wrong thing.
Luckily though, he grabbed the right one this time. "Hey, I've got Bananaconda here. He looks like he wants a hug." Janus reached out for the stuffed twin-headed snake and immediately drew it in close to himself.
"Is that a bit better, Jan?" Deceit nodded and kept his face hidden.
"Alright, let's just relax and watch some tv. We can talk if and when you're ready to later. Let's just rest for a bit." Janus nodded and curled into Virgil's side.
If you asked them later, it never happened. Remus would deny it outside of their personal circle and Virgil would insist that he and Janus weren't talking to each other. Janus could deceive his way out of almost any conversation. The trio may have their differences and be going through a rough patch in their relationship with each other, but they still looked out for each other when it mattered.
journal prompts for littles who like sanders sides!
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“ what would i do ? " - think about the core issue of your favourite sanders sides episode ! what would you do to help thomas and his sides ?
“ dress up ! " - draw a character in just their undies ! now use stickers, fabric or extra paper to make clothes for them ! alternatively, you can draw the clothes directly on !
“ headcanon brainstorm ! " - draw a side how you see them ! now, write down your favourite headcanons about them ! it can be pronoun headcanons, gender headcanons, relationship headcanons, style headcanons, etc !
“ movie star ! " - draw yourself acting alongside roman, thomas or any other side !
“ the animal episode ! " - remember when thomas said the puppet episode was originally going to have the sides as animals ? well , now you can draw the sides as what animals you think fit best ! feel free to draw them as full animals or as anthros ! you can also include thomas, janus and remus as animals !
“ logan’s lowdown ! " - have to process a lot of information [ whether it be for school, work, a project or similar ! ] ? format it in the form of a logan’s lowdown ! draw logan giving you your chores, work/school timetable, project list etc ! you can also draw him giving you comfort or reassurance
“ mindpalace daycare ! " -draw or write yourself being taken care of by a character ! they could be a cg or an older sibby ! alternatively, you can draw or write yourself taking care of a character !
“ pretty pacis ! " - design yourself a side inspired paci ! alternatively, design a character their own personal paci
“ castle cartoons ! " - draw or write a character watching a cartoon, and you can even watch with them ! you can also write about your favourite cartoons, and what character would like them !
“ babies baking ! " - draw or write yourself baking with a character ! if you’re a bit bigger and/or have somebody to help, you can even bake for real life !
ao3: “bad thoughts”
rating: T
genre: hurt/comfort, angst with a happy ending
warnings: platonic anxceit, age regression, self deprecation, thoughts of ducking out
description: Janus ends up in a downward spiral before Virgil finds out and comforts him.
Janus is a big boy. Janus is an adult, he means. 'Big boy' is far too childish and he is not childish because he is a grown-up and grown-ups don't cry about the way Roman made fun of their name, or the way Thomas may have accepted their presence but seems to think their existence is what makes him a flawed person. They don't cry about how Virgil hates them, or how they wish they could start over with Logan, or the way that Patton only now has considered that maybe, maybe, they're actually working to help Thomas. They especially don't cry about how sure they are that their best friend of all time, Remus, must hate them now, because he compared him to his twin and made a scathing comment about telling who's the evil twin.
Unfortunately, Janus doesn't seem to be a grown up after all, because he is crying in great, whooping gasps that he tries desperately to silence, tears pouring down his face. He is so upset, even his snake eye has managed to produce tears, and that almost never happens. It isn't supposed to happen. It's unnatural. Like the rest of him and his disgusting scales that mottle one side of his face, and the way the nails on one hand are a little too sharp and claw-like, and the fact the damnable scales meander down one side of his body and nearly take out a tuft of hair on his head. No one else has scales. No one else has a snake eye. No one else is wrong.
But Janus is wrong. Wrong and bad and- and evil. He hurts Thomas by existing, no matter how much he wishes he could help, and they would all be better off if he wasn't even there anymore. They would-
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," an achingly familiar voice says, as a blur of black and purple crouches next to him. "Deceit? Why- why are you thinking about ducking out?"
"Tol' my name," he blubbers, too out of it to realize exactly who it is who has heard his crying and come to investigate, who has felt the familiar ache of someone this close to ducking out and alarmed, decided to remedy the situation in any way possible. "Ro- Roman laughed an'- an' said it was a librarian name, but I- I said somethin' so much worse-" His sobs re-double and he curls in on himself, hat abandoned to one side and hair in gloriously curly abandon. Another way he differs from the others. Another thing that marks him as not like the rest.
"What did you say, Jan?" The familiar voice asks softly, as familiar fingers begin to gently card through his hair.
"That- that it was a good thing Roman don't have a mustache, otherwise who'd know who the evil twin is," he tells on himself, his eyes wide and horrified and shimmering with a thousand tears, still spilling down his cheeks, scaled and human alike.
"That wasn't a great thing to say," the voice admits carefully, fingers still carding through his hair in just the way he likes and soothing him despite himself. "But Jan- what Roman said wasn't okay, either. There's nothing wrong with your name. And it sounds to me like it hurt you, and you lashed out. Would that be uh, accurate?"
Janus nods, his bottom lip wobbling. Virgil- for he finally realizes it is Virgil- sighs softly and scoops Janus up into his lap. Janus stiffens.
"You hate me," he says bleakly.
"I don't hate you," Virgil corrects. "I feel- complicated about you. When you're grown up. But I've never hated you, Jan. And especially not when you're little."
"You sure?" Janus asks, suspicious.
"Positive," Virgil says, squeezing him a little and holding him closer. "Now why don't we put on your softest pajamas and watch some cartoons until you forget you ever even thought about ducking out?"
"Okay," Janus says, readily enough. He looks up at Virgil, eyes still blurry with unshed tears, and flings his arms around Virgil's middle.
"If you don't want me to duck out, I won't," Janus whispers. "It's just...it's just hard."
"I know, little noodle," Virgil says softly, hugging him back. "I know. Do you need any help?"
"Course not," Janus says indignantly. "I'm a big boy."
"Even big boys can need help sometimes," Virgil points out. "It's okay if you do. I won't laugh at you or be mean." Janus considers that for a moment, then nods shyly.
"Help, please," he requests. It's hard to get the words out, but Virgil just stands, scooping him up like he weighs nothing.
"Thank you for trusting me," Virgil whispers in his ear, making Janus feel warm inside.
Maybe sometimes it is okay not to be a grown-up, if only for a little while.
“Hey, Prince of ‘leaves in the middle of a conversation', why did you ghost me last night?” Virgil asked as he walked into the living room. Janus looked up from where he was sitting on the floor. He had been engaged in a staring contest with his snake plushy, but Virgil was far more interesting.
“I told you, I was in the middle of a breakthrough! And then when that breakthrough, ya know, broke through, I accidentally maybe forgot to text you back.”
Janus was barely paying attention to the conversation, instead reaching out toward Virgil as he approached Roman. For all his efforts, all Janus received was a ruffling of his hair as Virgil walked by, causing Janus to huff in frustration.
“Well, do you want to help me bake Halloween cookies or not?” Just as Janus was about to turn his attention to his toys after the indignity of his uppies being ignored, his attention was immediately captured once more by the word cookies.
“Cookies?” Janus said. Virgil looked down at Janus and smiled slightly.
“You wanna help Vee make some?” He asked, and just as Janus was about to give an enthusiastic nod, he felt arms reaching under him, and he was being lifted off the ground.
“Sorry Chef Boy-ar-scream, but I’m watching Janus. Go find another baby to snag.” Roman said, kissing Janus on the cheek. Janus giggled in delight, trying to hide away from the kisses,
“You ghost me AND you’re a baby hog? Does your betrayal know no bounds?” Virgil teased with an eye roll, before giving Janus one more head pat, before walking off to the kitchen. But a frown settled on Janus’s face as he watched his friend leave.
“He’s just moody because you came to me regressed.” Roman said with a chuckle before looking back at Janus, but his caregiver’s smile turned into a frown to match his own. “What’s wrong, python?”
“Vee a ghost?” Janus didn’t understand. Had Roman turned Virgil into a ghost? But he didn’t want Virgil to be a ghost! He liked Vee just the way he was!
“With that complexion, one would think.” Roman said with a laugh, before adjusting Janus in his lap. “It’s fine, Bananaconda. Vee is just as human as he always has been, which isn’t saying much.”
And with that, Roman waved his hand and the television came to life, a cartoon playing. But Janus’s baby mind couldn’t stay focused on the show. All he could think about was Virgil. He couldn’t be a ghost. He didn’t say boo, he wasn’t white all over. Those were ghost things!
Just at the end of the first episode, Janus finally managed to convince himself that surely his Vee wasn’t a ghosty ghost. He was going to inform Roman of his discovery, but when he looked back at his caregiver, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be sleeping. Janus made sure to poke his cheek, just to make sure.
Well, if he couldn’t tell Roman that he was very super positive Virgil wasn’t a ghost, he might as well go tell Virgil. It would probably be such a relief for him to know, and maybe he’d give Janus a cookie as an extra special treat for figuring it out! So he slid off of Roman’s lap and headed towards the kitchen, but stopped short when he heard Virgil yelp.
Janus stopped short as he heard groaning coming from the kitchen. That sounded like Vee…but he didn’t normally make sounds like that. Could it be…no. He wasn’t a ghost!! Janus had learned that all on his own!!
But still…he was careful as he peeked around the corner to look for his friend, and what he saw caused Janus to grow stock still.
Virgil was covered in white! Virgil was a ghost!
So Janus did the most logical thing he could think of at that moment.
He started to cry.
“Huh?” Virgil called from across the room just as Janus began to wail.
“I-I dun wan’ you b-be a ghost!” Janus cried. If Virgil was a ghost, he wouldn’t be able to hug Janus anymore, and he’d have to go away during the day time. He would be see through so Janus wouldn’t be able to hide behind him and scare Logan ever ever again. No no no! He didn’t want this at all! He wanted his Vee Vee back!!
“Jan, bud, what?” Virgil said, rushing over. Janus could also hear footsteps from behind him approaching,
“Janus! Are you--” Roman stopped his sentence short, before promptly bursting into laughter.
“What happened to you?!” He barked out. Janus sobbed.
“Ghost!” He cried, turning to hide his face in Roman’s chest, using his shirt to clean his face off. Roman continued to laugh, even as he wrapped a protective arm around Janus.
“The flour was too high! Who put it up there anyways?” Virgil grumbled. Janus then felt a hand on his back. He sniffled and turned around, to see Virgil was touching him. He wasn’t going right through him as a ghost should!
“Jan, I’m not a ghost. I’m still me. Just…covered in flour.” Virgil said, causing Roman to snort. Virgil shot him a quick glare, before looking back at Janus with soft eyes.
“I’m still me.” He said. Janus stared at him for a few seconds, trying to decide if he believed him or not. He didn’t sense any lies…but maybe his powers didn’t work on ghosts.
“No ghost?” Janus asked, just to make double extra sure. Virgil nodded, before holding his arms out.
“See for yourself.” He said as he offered a hug. Well, Janus certainly couldn’t refuse that. He rushed forward and felt himself be wrapped up in Virgil’s comforting embrace. He wasn’t cold like a ghost would be. And for the first time, he noticed that a lot of the white on Virgil was falling off as he moved. Directly onto Janus now that he was close.
“I’m here, I’m real. And I think we both need a bath now, huh?” Virgil asked with a chuckle, before hoisting Janus up onto his hip. Janus allowed him. He didn’t think he would be able to let Virgil out of his sight, just to make ultra sure he wasn’t really a ghost.
“Wait, let me get a picture--!” Roman yelled, summoning his phone.
“No way!” Virgil yelled before hurrying off, Janus’s giggles trailing behind them as they went.
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Janus flipped through his book, casually reading in the living room, when he felt a hand ruffle his hair. He frowned and looked up at the offending ruffler.
“Can I help you?” He asked Virgil, who simply smirked down at him.
“Just wanted to make sure you knew I wasn’t a ghost.” He teased, causing Janus’s face to turn red.
